Gehraiyan [2] - (Resuming) Author's Note pg. 58 - Page 12

Originally posted by: kaamchorni

Nisha Di!! 😃

Would you believe me if I said that your presence is the greatest gift? (Cliches are cliches because they're true! 😆) Although I won't say no to what you're offering either! ;)

Hmm. So I'm the exception that proves the rule of cliches?😆

Hi Zarin. I'm so happy to see you🤗

Playing catch up at all threads.

I was MIA for 8 months on IFand everybody's been delivering and I'm making rounds with my gifts.😆

Originally posted by: Susegad

So good to have you back! 🤗 Haha, I love both of my gifts. We missed you around here but I hope it was a nice break.

Dev & nt seem different
Don't know wat is the rt word here
Umm

Not a Bingo chapter... Ummm...still the point to be noted...which I think chapter wants us to notice...is phenomenon between Dev and Naintara...secondly, silent interaction between Maan and Geet..."he know to read her silence"... I love the way this couple makes me smile...
love

SANJH

Even I love Chritian Bale And "The Dark Knight" series,kya batau,my family is so irritated wid me coz everytime they are aired on star movies I would be watching them.

Now coming to d update.First of all thank u for updating.I know its really difficult to squeeze out time fm d busy schedule.

The discomfort in NT's body language and Dev noticing it,says that they too have a past like Maaneet.Then the sarcastic comment by Dev hmmm...mysterious.But yet its good to see all 5 sitting in d same room,trying to or not to watch tv 😆

Great part.

Arre ek baat to main bhul hi gayi,loved d silent eye talk of Maaneet

[Music]

Pariyon ki Kahaani

Wild jasmines lay scattered across the damp floor, leading her to the water's edge. They looked good to her, like little rain droplets lying frozen on lily petals. Her bare feet made a delightful squelching sound as she walked across the mud. She kicked a flower with her toes and watched as it floated through the air, landing in the water with a quiet splash.

It was a beautiful morning.

She dipped her foot into the river, shutting her eyes as familiar and not entirely unpleasant chills travelled up her spine. Goosebumps rose on her skin and she drew the hot cup of coffee closer to her lips, the rising steam curling her damp hair.

The past week had passed not unlike an avalanche - impossible to describe and yet the sure signs of its existence marked her at her core.

Somewhere, a week ago, she must have fallen into the realm of dreams, an impossible world that had only ever been real in the fairy tales from her childhood. A world where magic was real. How else could she explain it - the freedom that she was feeling?

The freedom to let her imagination run away with her without spending the night perfecting every last touch. The freedom to grab Maan's arm in excitement and run around the site shouting her ideas without weighing out the (in)appropriateness of doing so. The freedom to work alongside him in silence and for once, not have their personal failures loom over them.

Everything felt new again.

She couldn't pinpoint exactly what was making her feel this way. In truth, not much had changed. Work had begun on the regeneration of the historic theatre. She was in charge of the design while he oversaw construction. They were, in their own little way, equals.

That old restlessness in her heart had subsided but she knew it had not been silenced just yet. She knew it would awake again and she thought she might even be ready for it. But for now, it felt nice to just be.

For now, Maan was not her husband nor her friend or confidante.

He was just Maan, she was just Geet and she was leaving the rest of the story to write itself.

R

PS: Feels good to see you around! 😊

-Edited-

I sure don't mind the short length, not for this particular chapter. 😃

This chapter was like the beginning of a beautiful new dawn which comes after the darkest hour of the night. There was a freshness in it and I give more credit to you for that. You have written this chapter with a new light. And with what beauty that it made me see everything! 👏

There is something about freedom, isn't there? About being able to shed every shackle that binds you, and run, run without having to think about the what ifs...

Inner peace. Geet has found inner peace and that gives her the strength to feel ready for whenever her restlessness decides to resurface. It gives makes her feel happy just being and letting herself write her story without the burdens of her past.

"They were, in their own little way, equals."
If that is what Maan thinks too, then perhaps they both have started anew, because considering your better half your equal is the first step to happiness.

The story has definitely taken a turn for the better and I'm loving it! 😃

Thanks for updating, Z! I really hope you'll be able to update soon again. 😊