It was hustle bustle some people were moving from one place to another while others were gazing their surrounding in amazement and why not after all it was the day of the wedding.
Chants were playing in the background and everyone waited for bride to enter the place from the hotel stairs. Time was passing but there was no sign of the bride, it was weird. People were talking among themselves thinking about every scenario when they finally saw the glimpse of the red bridal lehenga but instead of coming towards the hall where wedding was taking place, the figure was running away.
Everyone looking at the scene were shocked with the happening, the bride who was supposed to make her way towards her groom was running away from him? Not only that in fact away from the venue towards the exit. All stood rooted at their spot. They came to their sense when they heard groom screaming asking people to stop the bride, everyone too started running behind her and before she could reach the exit of the place, her wrist was held and it still her at her place.
She was caught by someone from the groom side and they turned her holding her arm and removed her veil in a jerk, but what waited for them was another shock of their life the girl wearing bridal lehenga is someone else, they all stood frozen at their spot.
On the other hand, a man came inside the bride’s room and escape with the real bride, when whole crowd was running behind the fake bride. Everything was going according to the plan; he just prays his partner also gets free from this so they can leave and their tasked will be over.
“What the hell! Leave me now or else I will call police.” The girl shouted twisting her arm to free the hold but the person just holds it tighter “Where is Niyati?”, the person holding her hand asked.
“Kaun Niyati, Kahan ki Niyati. I don’t know anyone.” She asked making confused face, making everyone more confused than her “And leave me I am already late for my shooting”. She again tried to free her arm but the hold was tight, it was scaring her but she didn’t let it show on her face
“Geet….Geet” she turned hearing name and relaxed and a smile came to face when she saw who it was.
“What are you doing here? We are already late.” He came towards her ignoring the crowd.
“Acha mujhe toh pata hi nahi tha. Main toh soch rahi thi yahan pe rangoli banati hoon, aa jao saath main banate hai” listening to her talk everyone standing there were confused “Idiot can’t you see, they are holding me captive.” He looked at the hold and his eyes were filled with anger, he turned towards the guy “Any problem?” He asked with an authority resulting in loosing man’s hold on Geet
“Where is Niyati?” The man asked after stepping back seeing guy coming in between the girl and him
“Who Niyati?” The guy asked he shielded Geet behind him
“Our bride”
“Then go and check in her room. Why are you wasting your time with my bride? We are already late.” He holds Geet’s hand in his and pushed back the man with his shoulder and left from there.
“Where is she? Did you leave her alone? Is she hiding somewhere?” Geet was asking question back-to-back without any break
“Shut up and move along quietly, we haven’t left thisplace yet” He commanded her, making her pout but she didn’t say anything further and just followed his lead. They sat in the car which was in parking and left the place.
After reaching their destination they both got down and made their way towards back of the car, he opened the boot “You can come out now.” He said and moved back giving space to the girl.
After coming out Niyati gained her balance pulled out the money out of her sling bag and gave it to them “Thank you” Niyati said “If it weren’t for the two of you it wouldn’t have been easy to escape” “It’s okay. It’s our work and we get paid for it” Geet replied with a cheeky smile, “You are okay to leave now?” Geet asked “Yeah, the difficult part is over and now I just have to catch my flight. Thank you again for your help. Bye.” Saying that Niyati left from there.
They both again made their way towards their car and reached a warehouse. They made their way inside the worn-down place. No one could think someone would be inside this place, it was so worn-down because of the less maintenance and it being abandon for at least for a decade or two. But this is their place and inside shows that too.
“Maan” After they made their way inside Maan just left her at the entrance. She again shouted his name “MAAN” but there was no reply,she just huffed and went to change into something comfortable. The wedding dress was too heavy for her liking.
While trying to unhook her blouse, she felt his presence behind her and turned around.
“Where were you? Main pagal hoon jo tumhe awaaz diye ja rahi thi” she said with attitude but he ignored her words and took hold of her hand and put ice on her wrist making her hiss in pain and closing her eyes. Slowly opening her eyes, she tried to see into his but he was avoiding looking into hers. She cupped his cheeks and lifted his face so he would see her, she tip-toed and kissed on his eyes trying to absorbs his pain, hurt and anger. She knows it hurts him more. “It’s okay. This is nothing. All this is normal.” She tried to make the moment light but even she knew it wasn’t nothing, her wrist has marks and was turning more red. And only if she is lucky it hopefully won’t turn ugly shade of blue. “Maan, listen to me” She again tried but before she could utter any more Maan just left from there.
Geet released a sigh and quickly ran behind him but the dress was making her a bit slow but when she put her hand on his shoulder, he just pinned her to the wall nearby and kissed her trying to lessen his pain and anger. She let him do what he wanted, she knows he wouldn’t express his feeling – he was never good with words but his action and his eyes spokes volume to her, in fact she could understand his silence more than his words –she just surrendered herself to him. “I don’t like this; I don’t want to this anymore” Maan said after breaking their kiss with heavy breath. “I will do any odd jobs; I will do any labor work if its needed but I can’t see you in this situation anymore. Any ways we were doing this for quick money and we don’t need it anymore.” Taking a deep breath, he continued “I don’t like when someone holds you or tries to hurts you” She just listen to him not saying anything and just hugged him placing her head against his chest feeling his breath as well as his heartbeat
It has never been easy for them, they were both left in orphanage at young age, him because his parents died at young age and her because she was a girl. They had their struggle daily because even the people at orphanage were not good, they became friends while sharing food. It was always them against the world, they have always been each other support but when they left orphanage, they had to do something to earn money and it wasn’t easy. It still isn’t but with what they do at least they are able to keep a roof over their head and their stomach full.
To convince Maan about the work, of helping anyone who need to escape from any situation, -just like today where the bride wanted to escape her own wedding- was most difficult. Because this job has high level of risk anything can go wrong at any point and he wasn’t ready to risk anything with her. But they tried every other method to earn money but not having a background or proper education was making it difficult to have a job which gave them enough money. The small work they did was not helping them and when they had no option, he agreed. It was the only thing at that point which could help them afloat.
“Okay, okay so tell me, what have you planned?” She asked him calmly because even though even she was tired from everything she has accepted this but this wasn’t the life she wanted besides if he doesn’t want this then, how can she? It was never him vs her, it is them against the world. And when Maan agreed for her to do this job, then even she would leave this work for him. But before that they need a plan.
Even though they have money now because of the saving they did but it won’t last long if they will just remain depended on it. They don’t have proper education or any degree, and to survive in this world they have to figure out something to leave this for once and good.
“I have been helping a construction company with prototype and ideas, they are impressed and have called me for interview” Maan told her thinking she would be happy knowing about this but the reaction he got from her was opposite. She stepped back and was confused “What? How? When?” she shook her head to clear her mind and asked again “From when were you doing this help work? And why didn’t you tell me?” “It was just odd job. I was searching some job when this company ad caught my attention but in starting it was them giving me lame jobs like converting the files or arranging them and while doing it, I also added my inputs which seems to impressed them and worked for them as well as me, it helped me gain insight of the work and how it is done. So now to make things official, they have asked me to come to Mumbai for interview.” He told her truthfully
“And since when you have been working for them?”
“8 months”
“8 months and you are telling me about this now?”
“I didn’t want to give you false hope. It would have hurt me more if nothing had worked out and now when things are on right track, I don’t want us to lose this chance.”
She could understand him, how can she not but still it hurts her that he hid such a big thing from her, he didn’t bother telling her about this from last 8 months. She just left from there and made her way to their room.
“Geet….Geet meri baat toh sunn” he tried talking to her again but she wasn’t listening and he didn’t know what to do now when she locked the room from inside. He tried talking to her knocking on the door too but she was not giving any response. So, he left and sat on the couch giving her some space, waiting for her to cool down.
It was next morning when she finally opened the door, Maan didn’t even slept a wink, he didn’t want to lose the opportunity, what if she opened the door sometime in the night. No he didn’t want to waste any second away from her and now after hearing the lock being unlocked, he rushed to their room only to see her packing her cloths, he was shocked with the state in front of him, he tried to stop her but she just kept putting things in the bag. Not giving him any attention
“Geet, why are packing? Please stop. If you don’t want this then I will deny them but please stop packing” he pleaded
“If I will stop packing then what are we going to wear in Mumbai” she questioned him back, he was surprised hearing her
“What?”
“Kya what?” “Ek toh sab kuch akele kar liya aur ab jabmain packing kar rahi hoon toh woh bhi nahi karne dena chahte” She narrowed herand gave him a suspicious look “Kahin akele toh Mumbai jaane nahi soch rahe thena? Agar soch bhi rahe ho toh bhool jao. Kyunki main toh tumhara peecha kabhinahi chodungi”
“But mujhe abhi job mili nahi hai” he said not able to understand her mood, last night she was angry and today she was packing luggage to come to Mumbai with him
“I have faith in my Maan” her these words just sent a spark of happiness through him. How can he thought she wouldn’t understand him, he was so stupid to even think like that she was his Geet. He hugged her tight which she reciprocated by hugging him back and wrapping her arms around his neck while legs around his waist.
“I love you” he whispered against her neck while planting a soft kiss there.
“I love you more” she whispered back and just kept hugging him.
They both know when they have each other they will be able to conquer any struggle. It doesn’t matter what life throws at them till the time they are together they will come out as winner and they are ready to face the world together again.
Because it will always be them against the world
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