PART 20
Geet jumps and snatches the bottle
G- My God how many have got hidden here?!!
Maan ne ek haath se Geet ko jakad liya
Ek haath mein hamari Geet dusri mein bottle
Geet sab maar rahi hai haath pair, thinks about pinching him and remembers how it hadn't worked plus she had hated hurting him
Maan ne bottle chodi jab saari khatam hui
She reaches her hand around his neck and trying to hug him, swaying severely with him
G- Stop it! Stop this! Stop! Kitna peeyoge? Pii liye! Hogaya bas
She hugs him tight to keep him from falling, to lessen his misery somehow
He drops the bottle himself to her warmth
Somehow his heart can understand her heart, understand the warmth, and feel it
G- Bohot pii li...ruk jao.. baad mein khud par gussa karoge
She rubs his back trying to sooth him and to get him to relax
His eyes are misty
M-Stay...wizz me...forever
G- I will, where else can I go?
M-Nor...leave?
G- No, won't leave
M-Wonz run away?
G- You would stop being sad?
M-I aent saddd...I am confused...u don't knowww??
G-I won't go anywhere if you stop being sad
M-Stay...wiz me forever.. and ever...and ever...
G-ok...
She says feeling as if she has relay make some promise...that's now written on some stone somewhere...
She has the feeling that there is no going back on these words
She remembers the dream of her ghost lingering around... to stay with him forever...and she feels a lump in her throat
M-You know...I too wanna be happy...very happy...very very happy
G-ok... we'll we'll work on making you happy then...
He looks at her
M-Lesbo?
Geet moves away turning slightly red
G- What has that got to do with anything?
M-u jzt said...we'll be together
G-Aren't we together right now?
He leaves her and staggers back on bed
M-Tichhh!
G- I mean if you just want that...you can have like... so many that are available...
M-zorry...I..mizunderstood
G-ermm...why don't we talk about it when you are more sober?
Maan closes his eyes and lays down
Geet goes and sits near him feeling infinitely better like a huge weight has been taken out of her shoulder
She massages his head a little
M-I am fine...don't lemme get habituated...you aer addictive...more than alcohol
G-Hmmm... I'll try
Jo Maan ko relax feel hua to Geet ko bhi neend aa rahi hai, sarr to uska daba rahi hai par relax khud ho rahi hai
Maan relaxed thoda thoda snore kar raha tha
Geet bhi thodi der baad ludak gai near Maan curling up beside him
With all the psychic stress bearing down on her all the weeks, finally she feels a bit relaxed
The lady is combing her hair and she dressed as a Christian bride
That lady with white hair is putting the final touch in her hair, putting on her veil, telling her to walk down the aisle
At other end of the aisle is a man in charcoal black tux and snow white shirt, slowly turning to face her
A mild smile lighting up his face
A smile...a private smile just for her
He is not drunk
He looks genuinely happy
With every step she takes towards him, she feels happier, feels how much she loves him
Just as she takes the first steps towards him
He extends his hand
The lady with white hair behind smiles in approval
Lady says- This is how it should be, take his hand'
She is there, reaching out, taking his hand
Before the hands could meet, the dream starts disappearing...
He becomes hazy
Her hand falls through his...as if he is just a projection...
Geet wakes up with an anguished gasp
But he is right there, lying next to her
He isn't disappearing
Geet moves her slightly trembling hand to touch his cheek, his warm skin assuring herself of reality
Then clutching his shirt sleeve with both hands, she close her eyes again
This time thankfully no dreams
Geet ki neend khuli raat ke 10 baje, par pas mein Maan to hai nahi
She gets up looking around for him
She does like it, to have him near by
But her brain tells her to stop being foolish and this has got nothing o do with her liking and disliking
Ramsingh knocks
Ramsingh-Madam dinner
G- umm thank you...ermm.. su... erm.. Mr Khurana kahan hain?
Ramsingh-Sir to office gaye. Call aaya tha. Aap khaalo...aapke liye gaadi aur driver bhi bheja hai
G- Office? Iss time? Koi problem hui hai kya?
She asks picking up food and eating
Ramsigh-Nahi bass shayad Amrika ke client ka phone hai
G- oh..wa he... unki tabiyat theek thi?
Ramsingh-Ji
Ramsingh gaya
G- um suno!
She stops him
Ramsingh-Ji?
G-Wo... itni saari bottle kyun hai yahan alcohol ki...jitni ek din mei piini chahiye utni hi bahar nahi rakh sate? Baaki saari chupa dein to?
She asks innocently
She didn't even feel she was intruding or anything
Ramsingh bina kuch kahe chala gaya
She also shrugs
At least usko ab sar dard to nahi ho raha tha
She continues eating ki achnak dhyan gaya aaas paas to realize hui ki wo to Maan ke kamre mein hai, uske bedroom mein hai
She feels a bit embarrassed and also intrigued
Maan ne to dab dekh rakha hai uske ke ghar ka, : par to snoop into Maan Singh Khurana's private room...aesa pata nahi wapas kabhi karne ko mile na mile, and after all she was just paying back the favor
He snooped in her house, she would snoop in his
Her brain rationalized her crazy actions
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