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Chapter 13
The morning incident still played on her mind, it would be a lie if she said she didn't like Maan taking her side but she also knew Maan too well to know that something was definitely up. What was brewing in his head? Maan taking a stand against his sisters was like the moon appearing during the day, well then again the eclipse was also a rare but magical sight. But still something bad must be round the corner waiting for Geet.
'Ma'am Maan sir has sent this for you for tonight's party' the helper informed placing the designer outfit on the bed pulling Geet out of her mulling's
'Please call me Geet, I don't like this Ma'am or Madam business' life at the Khuranna Mansion would have been harder had she not made friends with the helpers, who helped, guided and taught her the principles of how to live in the Khuranna mansion within a day. Living as a guest and living like a family member was as different as chalk and cheese. As a guest there was no expectation but as Mrs Maan Singh Khuranna, life was everything but easy.
'The stylist would be here by 5' the helper smiled and slowly walked out the room.
'Geet this house is so awkward' she finally voiced, she never realised just how creepy it was here last time with Pari and Anni by her side but this time round she had no one. Smiling a sad smile, she headed over for a shower.
'Where the hell is Geet' Naina questioned Maan who shrugged in response. The reception party was on full swing, guests and media were waiting for the presence of the newly wedded bride. Maan Singh Khuranna, the undistributed business shark getting married to a nobody was creating great buzz, so naturally everybody was interested to examine this girl who came from nowhere and snapped up the golden bachelor.
'What's wrong with that girl?' Anni groaned in frustration seeing people whisper amongst themselves
'All she wants is attention, first Dev's, then Brij's and now Bhai's' Naina emphasized seeing her brothers rising temper. If nothing else, the least Naina wanted was to keep this wall of hatred between Maan and Geet.
'Wow' an echo resonated in the hall making everyone tune to the stairs and there she stood, dressed in a simple white netted saree looking an angel. Maan forgot to blink seeing her walk down so elegantly, smiling a small smile at the guests. His feet automatically walked towards her but before he could reach to her, Brij was there by her side. He saw her take Brij's hand and walk over to a few guests and away from him. Maan fisted his hands feeling the insult. How could she just ignore him like that? In anger he headed over to the bar seeing her mingle with people he didn't even know. Geet stood there beside her brother, smiling and answering questions. She hated parties and ceremonies, frankly speaking anything to do with class and Khuranna's. But she had no choice. The reception party was grand, business associates; local socialites; family friends and even media heads were invited to celebrate this joyous occasion. Which unfortunately neither the groom nor the bride were happy about. Geet noticed Naina shooting daggers at her and how Maan sat at the far end drowning himself in alcohol.
'Geet agar meeting hoyaga then go and stop Maan bhai. Can't you see how intoxicated he is, your his wife remember, so go and help your husband Geet BHABI' Naina whispered but the last bit was said in a sharp tone indicating the sarcasm and her anger. The insult still rang in Naina's ear making her wilt in jealously seeing Geet happy.
It's ok I'll go' Brij announced looking over his shoulder seeing Maan's dishevelled state
Why should you, Geet BHABI GO' Naina reiterated loudly drawing attention from the nearby guest forcing Geet to walk over towards the dark corner where Maan awaited.
'Maan bas' Geet said stopping him from drinking further by taking his glass away
'Tum hoti kaun ho' he questioned remembering how she felt him standing alone
'Please Maan, people are looking' she murmured seeing all eyes on her
'SO LET THEM' he shouted causing her to flinch
'Your my wife, this party is for OUR WEDDING' he screamed holding her tightly by the shoulder, the shutterbugs were flashing blinding Geet. This was news, something must be up between the nearly wedded couple. Maan Singh Khuranna was untouched territory for the media, but there's a first time for everything, isn't there?
'Ladies and Gentlemen I hope you have enjoyed the party but the best bit was kept till the last, now my wife MRS GEET MAAN SINGH KHURANNA will announce her love for her husband, to her beloved Maan' he staggered to the stage taking her along, too drunk to walk or think straight
'Say it Geet, bolo I love you Maan' he slurped taking both her hands and placing it over his heart. Anni and Brij stood aghast, what was this? While Anni was worried about the morning papers, Brij was more cornered about his sister. Maan was making a show of himself, of her and their marriage. However Naina looked on in happiness, this she knew would only create bigger misunderstandings between the two. A happy Geet was never meant to be and nor would she let that be. But the women failed to recognise that the girl she hates is now married to the brother whom she claims to love, if Geet was never happy then how can Maan ever be happy?
'SAY IT I'M WAITING' he shouted throwing her hands back, Geet looked at her brother; her only family. It was her way of telling him to intervene, to save her from this onslaught, to protect her one last time.
'Maan bhai your drunk' Anni said in a low voice grapping him by the arm
'Geet please help me take him inside' she requested looking at the crying girl in front trying to take charge of the situation.
'NO TODAY SHE WILL ACCEPT HER LOVE IN FRONT OF THE WHOLE WORLD FOR ME' Maan shouted pushing Anni away before clutching Geet's hand pulling her towards him
'SAY IT NOW' he repeated firmly holding her jaw giving her pain, a dam of fresh tears were let loose. Was she not embarrassed enough? Why was she tested in each phase of her life? Why was Maan making her life a living hell?
'Maan please' she managed to utter for him only to squeeze her jaw harder asking her to say the three magical words. But did he not realise the three words were only meaningful when spoken from the heart, not in fear nor in force. He was drunk today, but the effects was with him since the beginning. Like the first time he saw her or the time when he ruined her life thinking that she would run into his arms. Was he that deluded? Yes he was drunk, drunk in ego, selfishness and power.
'Iii lllovve yyyou' she stammered between her clenched teeth feeling the pressure of his hands rub against her cheeks
'Say it again' he ordered
'I love youuu' she cried
'No say I love you MAAN' he ordered standing a feet away from his wife. He loved it, finally she declared her love but the fool didn't realise it wasn't love, it was hate that was consuming his spouse ever so slowly, before he knows it he would burn in his whole hell, made solely by him; for him.
'I love you Maan' her voice cracked, the audience watched the show, some in shock; some in disgust and others in joy. Naina obviously fitted into the third set of audience, who cherished each moment
'SAY IT AGAIN' he shouted in happiness stretching his arms as if his flying, it felt magical to the drugged Maan, finally she loved him even if its forced. But they say don't they 'if we were meant to fly, then we too would have had wings' but we're not. The next second Maan fell to the ground unconscious after all he too was just a mere mortal. He crashed with a thud much like his future, where he will succumb down before her. Where she will rule and he would obey. But until that day, poor Geet needed to bare these unfortunate incidences. If you thought that then no, she had enough. She was no toy, this was no show, this was her life and she needed to command it. While the bodyguards and Adi handled a drunken Maan taking him to his bedroom, Brij followed Geet who ran off to her bedroom feeling ashamed of herself, of her life and of this 'forced' relation to such a man. A man who insulted her, who broke her, who ruined her.
'Geet beta are you ok' Brij asked the minute he entered her bedroom seeing her rip the necklace off resulting in a deep gash on her neck
'Is this what you wanted veerji' she sounded hollow and distant, too broken to care
'Bolo na is that what you meant this morning' she said looking straight at his reflection in the mirror making him cringe. The hurt, the humiliation, the questions where all there, on display accusing him for her this state. The eyes spoke a million things but the final message was that how he failed as a brother.
'I'm I happy uh' sarcasm was dripping out of each word
Does it look like I'm happy veerji' she questioned still looking at her brother through the mirror
'See I'm smiling, my so called husband just humiliated me in front of the whole Delhi and you're asking if I'm ok' she screeched turning around finally facing her brother who was too ashamed to face his little sister or look her in the eye.
'You asked for your happiness veerji and I gave it to you but what about mine, do I not deserve happiness, someone who cares me. More importantly someone I respect. How could force your sister to marry a criminal like him?' she questioned, her eyes beseeching his for an answer
'Did you honestly think I can stay happy with such a man, veerji. Look at me' she screamed, her voice echoed to the corridor. The soft spoken Geet was slowly being replaced but who could blame her. Life wasn't the same and neither was she.
'Well then I hope you stay happy' she finished with a grin. The smile could be heard in her voice seeing him not meeting her eyes. Brij stood there head hanging low while Geet walked into the bathroom, ready to strip down another layer of hurt, pain and disgrace. Sometimes it felt like she was made of glass, made of paper. Did they not realise, she too was all flesh and bones, that she too had a heart. A pure and innocent heart which was repeatedly attacked.
Anger is like poison, it slowly invades and destroys the human body. Geet too was experiencing the same. Anger, his or hers but will lead to the same, DESTRUCTION. Will she be able to fight, after all she was a SHE, and SHE is stronger. She can tackle both physical and mental yet remain sane whereas he fails at the first hurdle. Will SHE be able to resurrect this drowning marriage? Would she care?
Next: Double A-trouble: Aftermath and after thoughts
Note: I know that was a heavy part, I'm not doing a good job of showing a good Maan, am I? Rather than us falling in love with him I'm making you all hate him more, SORRY. This part is influenced by the show, unfortunately I don't think I've done justice to it, but do watch it guys ITS AWESOME. It's my fave scene from the show and just for this scene I wrote the whole story really, so imagine that. Obviously I've changed it to match my characters. I hope you all like it and view the YouTube link if you like. Tell me if I've done Ok?
View from 10.00 for the EPIC I love you scene, if you want to. No pressure :)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yIZ0nXW3_84
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