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Part 16
Innocence...Lost
Geet was very nervous about meeting Muskaan. How do you explain a child about the complication of real life. But life is never fair. Muskaan smiled at her innocently as she began running towards her in reckless abandon. She hugged her waist as tightly as her little hands would allow her.
Geet picked her up placing thousands of little kisses all over her face. Muskaan wasn't far behind and was giving sloppy kisses all over Geet's face. In that moment nothing in the world existed as mother and daughter reunited.
Maan smiled watching from afar. It was beautiful to watch and something deep ached in his heart. He could have had thousands of little moments such as this if only...In moments such as this he truly hated Sameera.
"Mumma are you here to take me with you?"
A simple question yet the answer so complicated.
"Yes baby. You are going to stay with me."
Muskaan was pacified for the time being. Harder answers would come later. They had planned on staying at a hotel. But before that another introduction had to be made.
"Muskaan meet Maan Khurana. He is a friend of Brij mamu. Say hello beta."
Muskaan turned her doleful eyes onto Maan and smiled beautifully.
"Hello Mr. Maan."
Maan crouched down on his knees and held Muskaan in front of him. He cannot explain but from the moment he saw Muskaan he felt an inexplainable yet fierce love towards the little girl.
"Hello muskaan. Do you think you would like to call me Maan uncle?"
"Ok."
Maan placed a soft kiss on her forehead and carried her up as the group proceeded towards the reception. He couldn't even explain the beauty of the joy when he felt muskaan encircle her arms around his neck and place her head onto the crook of his neck. The way a child loves is so complete and unconditional that it makes you alive in a completely different way.
Before coming to Darjeeling right when Maan met Geet at the NJP station, he had known he could not give up the chance of knowing Geet. Geet and he had a connection that could never be explained through words. But now meeting muskaan he knew he could never let either of them go.It is the only way he can move on from the pain Sameera had inflicted on him.
The official works would take some time and they had to return the next day for the final paper works and the trio retuned back to their hotel room.
Geet smiled watching Maan and muskaan yet a familiar ache spread through her. Watching Maan and muskaan she ached for what should have been Dev and muskaan. Dev!!! A constant fight of her lost dreams and future with the reality was razing inside her.
Muskaan smiled. She was happy. Mumma was here. Maan uncle was fun but she missed papa. Maan uncle asked her about her favoirte flavour of ice-cream. She loved chocolate and he got her one. It was yummy.
She smiled naughtily watching her mother preoccupied. She went and slowly put a bit of ice cream on her nose using her finger tips.
Geet was brought back to world when she felt something wet and sticky on her nose. A throaty manly laughter made her look up.
"Geet, I never knew you eat with your nose?"
Geet laughed as Muskaan clapped. It was something so innocent and incredibly sweet.
"Come on Maan... It is not that bad is it??"
"You look like clown Geet."
"Now you are doing it...we simply can't leave you spotless can we now?? What say Muskaan..."
And it was full blown ice-cream fight as Geet pinned Maan down and Muskaan and Geet decorated his face with chocolate ice-creame.
In fact Geet made sure that some of it was also on his hairs. Maan put up a fight or pretended to for Muskaan's sake. He could have easily overpowered had he tried. After all petite Geet was no competition to his muscular build. But some fights were worth losing.
Once Muskaan had completed completely done her decoration Maan got up and picked her up and proceeded to tickle her merciless. The room was filled with Muskaan's laughter and Geet's heart sored up. This was how her dream house was supposed to be. It was supposed to be filled with laughter and happiness and moments like this.
Geet felt a hand grip her shoulder as she looked up to watch a concerned Maan look at her.
"Are you okay Geet?"
The genuine worry in his voice did not let her lie. What is it with this man that she can never pretend?
"I just was lost in a world of what could have been"
"Don't let broken dreams of yesterday stop you from enjoying your today."
"Huh?"
"I am sure what could have been' is a beautiful place but is it worth losing what is'?"
He pointed towards Muskaan who was laughing round and making faces on the mirror. Her actions brought a smile on Geet's face but her anxiety returned.
"I don't understand it Maan. It was supposed to be Dev I was holding down as Muskaan painted her father and then Dev was supposed to tickle and play with Muskaan making her giggle. I had never imagined an equation with Dev permanently gone and someone I barely knew filling the role! I don't understand it."
"You don't understand it or you don't accept it?"
"Fine, I don't accept it. What is it...? This this thing between us..."
"I don't know. Not all things can be explained with words nor all relationships can be named. But why do you have to decide about it today? Why don't you just live it...What is the hurry to name this thing between us?"
"What will I tell others?"
"You don't need to explain us to anyone Geet. Your friends won't need it and your enemies won't believe it."
"Us?"
"Deny as much as we can but there had always been us. Right from the moment we first met on that stormy night."
"But..."
"Remember our talks about grey areas. This is one. Us' is a grey area. Is it right o rather was it right when we both were married to different people? I don't think. But it wasn't wrong either. Some things just cannot be explained in the realms of right and wrong."
"So does this mean us' is the reason for our broken marriages?"
"Tell me honestly, would you have divorced Dev even if we had not met?"
A minute of contemplation but Geet knew the answer in her heart. She could never have lived with Dev after his betrayal. Maan or no maan, the divorce was inevitable. The night with Maan just helped her think from dev's perspective and made letting go a bit easier.
"Yes, I would have."
"I would have divorced Sam anyway. Our relationship had broken long before that night. So us' didn't break our respective marriages. It just gave us another reason to divorce. If our marriages had been whole and fulfilling us' wouldn't have happened."
"Strange, meeting sameera I thought you both would have worked out if both of you had tried a little harder."
"The fact that I and Sam could let go so easily proves that we were wrong for each other."
"What would you have done had Sameera been the right one?"
Geet didn't know why she asked the question but she felt so lost in her own mind wars she needed his answers to find her own way.
"I would have fought, fought tooth and nail. I would have fought fair and fought dirty... I would have tried every trick in the book, I would have lied and manipulated but I would have never let go until my last breath..."
It was the passion and conviction in his voice that made her understand what he was trying to say. Right relationship is one you fight for with every fibre of your being trying to make sense of it because it is worth all that hell you go through for it. She realized that dev and she hadn't been worth that fight and suddenly she wanted something like that, something you read in fairytale books... Soemthing so beautiful and alive, that you can brave thousands of storms for it. She never had it but she wanted it bad.
"Mumma, when will we be going home?"
Geet smiled at Muskaan and beconed her nearer.
"We have to stay at least till tomorrow to get all your papers organised. Do you want to stay few more days? Once we go back to Mumbai I doubt we would ever come back really."
"I will miss it Mumma. It is beautiful."
"I know sweety. Mumma is going to miss it as well."
"I am hungry."
And just like that Muskaan brought Geet out of the settling melancholy of her heart. They went out to the restaurant and had their dinner while talking about silly things and laughing. To an outsider the three looked like a perfect family.
Once Geet made sure Muskaan was asleep she left her room and came out on the balcony attached. Maan was already out on his balcony. They had been lucky to get the side by side room though for the majority of the evening Maan had been inside their room plying with muskaan. It was only when Muskaan had been sleepy that Maan left for his room.
He looked handsome in slight moonlight. He had taken a shower and his wet messy hairs were making him even more handsome.
"Muskan fell asleep?"
"Yeah. Thanks."
"What for?"
"For being so good with Muskaan. I think you diverted her from any question about her father. I will of course talk to her but I wanted her to enjoy one day before I destroy her innocent world."
"I am a selfish man Geet; being with Muskaan healed a bit of the wound left in my heart. "
"Just because you had a reason doesn't mean my gratitude is any less."
There was a silence. It was a beautiful clear sky and the view from the balcony was awesome. Sometimes the beauty of nature can be so much that you become speechless in front of it.
Maan's silent presence was giving her a strange sense of comfort.
"Geet..."
"Hmm?"
"When are you and Muskaan leaving?"
The question startled her. From the very beginning the journey was confusing. Maan had been connected to her journey in so many levels that she had forgotten that Maan really wasn't the part of their life in that way. But she needed to answer her.
"Umm I have to be at Muskaan's school tomorrow for all her paperworks. Then I guess I need to explain her a bit of the situation. So may be I would be leaving a day after tomorrow."
Maan listened to her attentively but did not reply. After a minute of silence Geet realized that Maan wasn't really supposed to answer anything.
After a moment of contemplation Maan broke the silence again.
"I have got a meeting day after tomorrow and then my work would be done. Do you... would you...? What I am trying to ask is that would it be alright if we go back together? We can catch a flight from bagdogra."
Geet had known about the question even before it was asked. But it wasn't an easy question.
"Why?"
"I just thought..."
"No, I need to know why you want us to stay back. Now that my daughter is involved I can't think irrationally anymore. This won't be like last time Maan. One night and never meeting again won't happen this time around. So I have to know if you are ready for that kind of connection because I can't let you in our lives if you don't plan to stay."
The desperation yet the steely resolve of Geet's statement caught Maan's attention.
"Geet, I understand your responsibilities but... You see, the hole in my heart left by Sam was filled up a bit when I was with Muskaan today. I don't want to give up on that."
Geet nodded her head in acceptance. A new truce was forming between them. But did she want that truce? Can she afford it?
As she went back and lay beside Muskaan lots of such questions haunted her. She was almost asleep when the shrill sound of her cell phone woke her up. She picked up the call without really checking who it was from, more so muskaan will not wake up.
"Hello", she said in her sleepy voice.
"Hello Geet, it's me Dev."
And reality swept in waking her up from her dreamy slumber.
Edited by aditi_2010 - 9 years ago
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