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Chapter 10
ALL THE NAMES & PLACES ARE FICTITIOUS (if any resemblance to persons & places is purely coincidental). Any royal titles, POLICE & LEGAL PROCEDURES, MEDICAL TERMS, MEDICAL PROCEDURES, RELIGIOUS TERMS, Punjabi terms, architectural terms, IT terms & programs, office hierachy, wedding rituals, etc. are from my imagination hence THEY ARE NOT TRUE. !!!!!
ALL THE PHOTOGRAPHS DOWNLOADED DO NOT BELONG TO ME BUT BELONG TO THE ORIGINAL UPLOADER. I HAVE JUST USED THEM AS THEY GO WITH MY STORY!
“Geetanjali aur Neelakshi judwaa beihane (twin sisters) theen.” (Geetanjali and Neelakshi were twin sisters.)
“Geetanjali aur Neelakshi judwaa beihane (twin sisters) theen.” (Geetanjali and Neelakshi were twin sisters.)
“Geetanjali aur Neelakshi judwaa beihane (twin sisters) theen.” (Geetanjali and Neelakshi were twin sisters.) This sentence was hammering in Neelakshi’s brain.

Was this the reason that Neelakshi was getting drawn to that Maan Singh Khurana? As Geetanjali’s twin she was having romantic feelings for that “adherumar ka bhalu” (middle aged bear), Maan Singh Khurana.

There was no doubt that despite of being a middle aged man and long haired, he was fitter and more handsome than any other youngman of her acquaintence especially his those warm liquid chocolate brown pools (eyes), his taut abdomen and chest muscles that she......

Dee behave youself. He is your sister’s husband no matter what Dad says! But why was Dad falsely accusing him, “Aapne bhalhe hi Geetanjali ko uss pahadi se dhakka nahi diya ho magar aap hi mukhiye kaaran hain ki unhone nadi mein koodh kar apne pran tyaage bina apne santaan ki parvaah kare.” (You may not have physically pushed Geetanjali off that cliff but you were the prime reason for her jumping into the river without even once thinking about herself and her unborn child.) However, Neelakshi knew from her sister’s diary that her father wrong and it was Geetanjali and Geetanjali’s decision alone when she decided to go to ***** cliff which was few Kilometers away from city of Rishikesh. Neelakshi may not condone Maan Singh Khurana’s behaviour but at the same time she cannot ignore the fact that he was Geetanjali’s husband and as her husband, Maan had a right over his wife’s diary (as it was a very private and personal thing) and her personal belongings!
Neelakshi slipped out from her room making sure no one saw her i.e. Ranvijay as well as Bhuramalji. As Sunshine Constructions were footing the bill of its contemperory Construction Companies Head’s stay she was aware where Maan Singh Khurana’s was residing. Therefore Neelakshi knocked the Presidential Suite of a renowed six star Hotel with confidence. Maan opened the door. At first Maan’s eyebrows raised in surprise but then slowly a lopsided smile which turned into a smirk gracing his lips. “Aaj Rajkumari Neelakshi mere kamre mein kaise?” (How come Princess Neelakshi is in my room today?)

“Mr. Khurana, hum aapke paas kewal iss liye aaye hain ki hummein aapki “amanat” lautani hai jo humare paas hai.” (Mr. Khurana, I’ve only come to handover one of your precious possession.) Dee said turning her back towards Maan and groping inside her bag for Geetanjali’s diary and clothes . Before, Neelakshi could realise what was going on, two muscular arms slid to encircle her slim and delicate waist.

Neelakshi was too stunned to react which Maan used to his advantage and turned Neelakshi to face him and Maan’s lips fused with warm, soft and surprised lips of Neelakshi.

Maan pushed tongue inside Neelakshi’s open mouth which had open due to audacity of Maan getting close to Neelakshi against her permission. But Maan was unable to control himself and his accumulating desires of past five (5) years after seeing his love so close to him. Unable to control himself, Maan pushed his tongue inside Neelakshi’s mouth and started sucking her juices.

Initially Neelakshi was too shock to react. But then when she became aware of her whereabouts, Neelakshi started struggling but Maan refused to release her instead held her tighter and plunged his tongue deeper into Neelakshi’s mouth. Neelakshi anger was slowly rising as Maan’s tongue was still inside her mouth, Neelakshi bit Maan’s tongue thereby making Maan release her immediately!
“Mr. Khurana, I never thought that you will stoop so low and try to molest your wife’s younger sister. Mr. Khurana, you may have forgotten your manners and sense of decency but I’ve not. I came to return Geet didi’s diary as you are her husband and its her personal and private item. Kindly read it thoroughly so that you can see how despicably you behaved with a lonely, innocent and simple orphan girl!”

Neelakshi opened the suite door and walked out of the suite banging the door on her way out.
Maan was in too much of pain with a bitten tongue (by Neelakshi) to respond. As Maan was unable to talk, he went to the refridgerator in the suite and took out few ice cubes to suck. While sucking on the ice cube, he opened the first page of Geet’s diary,
“Dated next day after Naintara’s murder
Jab se hummein hosh aaya hai, hummei sab naya-naya sa lag raha hai. Aur uppar se humari awaaz ne bhi humara saath chodh diya. Hum naa toh kissi ko jaante hain aur naa pehchaante. Kewal ek sparsh thaa humare haathon par jo jaana-pehchana sa lag raha thaa. Jo humara haath apne haathon mein pakade the sab unhein “DCP Sir, DCP Sir…………” kehke bula rahe the. Aur woh DCP Sir ka hi sparsh thaa jo naa jaane kyon jaana-pehchana sa lag raha thaa? DCP Sir ne humse karak kar poocha, "Tumne uss ladki ko kyun marra?" (Why did you kill that girl?) LADKI? Kaunsi ladki? Kaisi ladki? Hum DCP Sir ki taraf dekha toh dekhte hi reh gaye. Ek taraf DCP Sir ka gussa hummein bhaybheet kar raha thaa aur dusari taraf DCP Sir ke saath hum surakshit mehsoos kar rahe the jaise woh koi humare bhool bichade rishtedaar hain. Magar unhone humse phir garajte huye poocha,"TUMNE USS LADKI KO KYUN MARRA?" (Why did you kill that girl?) Jiss se hum tharr-tharr kaanpne lage. Tabhi ek aur Police officer jo ACP Aditya Mishra the aur jinhei sab “Adi Sir” kehtein hain humse bahut samvedansheelta (sensitivity) aur somyeta (gentleness) se baath ki aur kuch prashan pooche jo humne likh kar jawab diye. Magar unke prashano se humare sar mein dard hone laga aur doctor aur nurse ne hummein injection lagaya aur hum so gaye.
Jab hum so kar utthe toh humne dekha ki nurse aaye hain humari drip badalne. Nurse se keh kar lady constable washroom gayeen. Tabhi ek aur naqabposh (Masked) nurse aayeen aur jo nurse drip badal rahi theen uspar vaar karke nurse ko zameen par gira diya. Aur uss naqabposh (Masked) nurse ne humare sar par bhi kuch cheez zor se maari aur humari aankhon ke saamne andhera chaa gaya.” (Since I have regained my consciousness, everything seems strange and new. As if that newness was not enough, I’ve even lost nmy voice. I don’t recognise anyone but there is one touch which seems very familiar. The person who was the owner of this familiar touch, everyone was calling him “DCP Sir, DCP Sir…………”. I don’t know why the touch of DCP Sir felt so warm, familiar and as if it belongs to me? DCP asked me in a very angry voice, “Why did you kill that girl?” GIRL? Which girl? Whose girl? When I looked at DCP sir’s face, I was completely lost in him. On one side DCP Sir’s anger was frightening me and on the other side DCP Sir gave me an invisible kind of protection as if he is my well-wisher as well as a long lost relative of mine. But again he thundered and asked me, “WHY DID YOU KILL THAT GIRL?” His booming and thundering scared me so much that I started shivering. Just then another police officer ACP Aditya Mishra whom people referring as “Adi Sir” came near me and spoke to me gently with lot of compassion and sensitivity. He asked me a number of questions whose answers I wrote down on a piece of paper. But after sometime my head started paining so the doctor and nurse injected me with something and in sometime I fell asleep.
Next when I got up, I found that a nurse is changing my drip. Seeing the nurse there, the lady constable went to the washroom leaving nurse in charge. Just then another masked nurse arrived and attacked the nurse changing the drip. The nurse fell on the floor with the attack. Suddenly the masked nurse came towards me and hit something hard on my head and darkness danced in front of my eyes!)
Maan remembers how harsh and brash he was with Geet. As his brain was saying that Geet is a murdress and there was circumstantial evidence but his heart refused to believe any evidence and considered Geet an innocent. Also every time ke looked into Geet (accused/murdress that time)’s eyes his soul felt that this accused belongs to him and him alone. It is Maan’s eternal right to protect accused/murdress (in eyes of the law).

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