Mg SS- It Takes Two...THREAD #1 - Page 62

As Geet moved to her seat beside annie, she did feel his gaze all over her... she felt so conscious of it...she had always felt like that from day 1. Annie's eyes followed maan's surprising her to no ends. She looked at dadima and winked. Geet took the bowl to serve herself when their eyes met...once again! it was just a fraction of second..she blinked in acknowledgement for the forms and looked away.

He sighed and left, thinking all the way to office what was actually going on in her mind at the first place! She screams..she laughs...she understands... what can he make out of this? He knew he was getting too involved whish was so not him.

"its just a matter of time maan...", he convinced himself, "she is just... too irritating?" he settled with that question, lingering in his mind the whole day.

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He noticed her quite nervous and restless in the morning. She was wearing a faded jeans with a white top, letting her hair down. He sighed...he didn't want to notice her or anything and thats why they hadn't even talked for the past one week, trying to keep distance. But he did see that worry on her face, clearly visible and why would she not when it was her first day in college. Annie and she got into the same college but different departments so timings were different. dadima tried to encourage her and make her understand but she was hell scared.

Maan was supposed to drop them in college for the first day. annie plonked herself on the passenger's seat in the front while Geet sat at the back, hell nervous, sweating even in the ac. Maan tried hard to ignore...but each passing day seemed difficult, not to notice her. he stole glances at her from time to time and she just kept looking out the window. They stopped right infront of their college when annie squealed and rushed out, "Geet... am checking the time tables in the notice board..jaldi aana.."

Geet just nodded but she knew what was going within her. her stomach churned and twisted and she felt like throwing up whatever she had eaten. Not that she was afraid of the studies, she was more worried about the new place, its people..their behaviour. Maan watched her as she slowly got off the car and unwillingly tunred to leave. He just stepped out of the car and held her hand, making her stop. She gasped feeling that grip on her hand, almost knocking the breath out of her.

She really needed help now and for the first time, she did see a glimpse of softness in his eyes yet his face told exactly the opposite thing. She looked at his grip on her hand and then back at him. his touch...their first touch perhaps...she stood numb for a while, letting the feel sink in.

He watched her expression change from shock to something composed. He pulled her close to him in a jerk while her heart just stopped beating at all. She was so close to him that the scent of his cologne reached her nostrils, making her head spin.

"Geet... there will always be difficulties.. new things and new people. Be strong and face them..."

She was lost in the way his lips curled while he called out her name.. probably for the first time she didn't let her pain resurface. He just left her hand and drove away. It was then she let her breath out which had started choking her. he spoke... my my..he spoke to her. she glanced at her hand where he had held her...does he even feel anything...anything at all?

Maan drove back to office contemplation on what he just did!!! He wasn't supposed to get this close to her...he had been trying so hard to ignore her but he somehow just couldn't take her off his mind. he wondered if she would be alright. Even in between meetings, he felt like calling her once and checking on her..she was way to nervous. But then his ego stopped him big time... why should he in the first place!!

The day started good for Geet but it did turn out to be one of the nightmares for her as the day progressed. There were students teasing sessions and someone caught Geet off guard. She was not very fluent in English and that led to all the more issues, making her feel pathetic. Her mind went back to her wedding night when maan had asked her the same questions and how he had walked out on her. Millions of needles pushed through her heart like ice cold daggers and she just made a dash towards the exit. She had leanred to use the subway by now, being with annie all the time. She quickly took train back home...all the while sobbing ceaselessly. She is the one who lacked..thats why people made fun of her. her accent..she couldn't even speak properly and couldn't understand half of their sentences. She had been glad in the morning that maan did care about her, somewhere down the lane but it all crashed with whatever happened in college. She just got into the lift and pressed the topmost button.

Maan had been back to take a file. It was just 3 in the afternoon and dadima had gone to a friend's place. He took the file and headed towards the lift. He pressed the button and the next moment, the door opened and she rushed out, dashing with him and not even caring to see who it was. It took him some time to realize that it was her and that she had been in tears. Something just irked him... he tried to step into the empty lift but somehow he just couldn't. Something told him there was something not right. he hated his heart for being this manipulative as he walked back into the house and keeping the files on the table. He looked around for her and found her in the kitchen drinking water. She was sobbing badly and spit out some of the water. He was worried.

"Geet..."

She got alert hearing his voice and quickly wiped her tears. She kept the glass away and tried to rush out of the kitchen. She didn't want to face anyone right now..especially him out of all people. But he held her arm and jerked her to a stop, "Geet...kya hua?"

"umm..nnahi.kuch nahin.", she tried to avoid his gaze and move away but he wasn't convincd. He held her tighter and didn't let her move, "Geet.. tell me tum roo kyun rahi ho?"

Tears spilled out of her eyes as she tried hard to hide them. he didn't like it... he was somehow not liking this at all. She tried to look away from him and her hairs fell on her face, hiding her well. he jerked her once again and brought her close, causing her hairs to move away, "batao kya hua..."

Her tears made him quite restless as she just couldn't hold herself and burst out crying. she fell on her knees and cried while he kneeled down beside her holding her. her head leaned on his shoulder while he held her close, "shh...its okay... just tell me whats wrong.."

She had never heard this caring tone of his...she was so upset, her heart was heavy but jus the thought that he was beside her was like a dream for her. she clutched his shirt and sobbed and he just caressed her head until she was calmer. He helped her stand up and led her to her room and made her sit on the bed. She just looked down, sobbing.

"Geet...", he called out gently that touched her heart for the first time, "look at me..."

His hands that held hers, squeezed them gently and she just couldn't deny. She looked up only to see him smiling...she was awed by it..he smiled!! And he looks so...so beautiful when he smiles.

"do you want to tell me? College mein kuch hua hain right?"

He was correct. She just dipped her head, feeling miserable. She wanted someone to talk and here he was, doing it for her.

"listen Geet... you can't let people affect you with their talks. Take pride in what you are and if needed, hone your skills and fill the void in the fields you lack. Or else you just can't move on."

He stood up and walked away, letting her think! He was the one who had dumped her on their weding night and she wondered of he was the same man who was talking so sensible just now. he indeed had very good thoughts. She just fell on her bed, trying to understand what he said. And he was right. all these days, she had let people decide for her... first her family then her so called husband and then dadima. If she had to move on... she had to fae the situation. She didn't realize when she slept off thinking about everything.

"kyun mujhe aap aisi kashmakash mein daal rahe hain maan jissey mein bahar hi nahi aa pa rahi..."

[why are you pushing me into a dilemma maan that i am not able to come out of it.]

Later dadima woke her up, asking why she was back so early from college. Geet felt fresh after a good cry and then his words. She thought for a while and held dadima's hands, "dadima.. mein theek hun... bas mujhe aapki ek choti si help chahiye."

Maan reached home right at dinner time and was welcomed by the mouth watering aroma of chicken birayni. Its been long since she had a proper Indian meal. He walked in only to see annie watching tv, lying on the floor. he smiled and walked past when annie screamed, "bhai..freshen up fast..geet is cooking biryani for us today..."

His eyes instinctively went towards the kitchen where he saw her standing by the counter, stirring her dish with the ladle and taking in the aroma. She had a cute smile on her face and she didn't look gloomy. Geet felt something and looked up. Their eyes met for a while in a cute eye lock and she just smiled... the same one that had taken his breath away sometime back. He held his breath as she murmured something.

"thank you...", her lips curved more than usual to let him know what she was saying. He smiled and just got back to his room, feeling so glad that she was alright. For some reasons, all his tiredness was gone and all he wished was to see her again at the dinner table.

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