GHSP 7 th Year Anniversary Celebration - Page 5

Dear heart!

Dear heart, you had to see this coming. How could you be so blind? You are to blame for this torture!

It wasn't a normal day, nor anything from my nightmares. I walked along the pebbled path in the heavy rain searching for peace but that wasn't for me, it seems. Her words, her adamant voice burnt my passion to live a peaceful life.

I have a life, a life which doesn't stem from you and her, Maan. I'm not just a mother to an ailing daughter, or just your housewife. I am more than that, I want more than that' she screamed shutting her ears to the cries of their 2year old.

I can't do this anymore, I won't do this anymore. I'm going' her determined luggage rolled down the porch and drove away in a hurry. He stood there, all alone on the driveway looking at his fugitive wife and then turned around to see their baby, no his baby screaming in neglect.

The wind pushed and pulled at the branches, scratching them against my numb body which was immune to these measly attempts. Every so often, the wet leaves kissed past my skin igniting a fear yet my valiant legs continued through the route of obscurity. The wind was venomous tonight, it stung every inch of my bare body; hands, face and ears, making it different to even breathe. But did I want to, not without her at least.

Dear heart, how can you just die a soundless death? Why are you so selfish?

The acidic rain dribbled down my hair and fell silently on to my cheek, the next drop followed the same pursuit but nothing angered my confused demeanour. She had it all, a caring husband and darling daughter, then why would she want more? Falling onto my knees, I scream a why?'. Why me? Why is it that my wife wasn't happy with me? Why it is that my daughter is ill, why revert all bad effortlessly onto me? But other than the thundering sky, there was silence. Echoing heart-breaking silence.

Dear heart, I can feel you racing in your cage even though my breathing is constant. I burn in your agony and I pain in your torment. But why should I suffer when you were too weak to notice the change?

Sitting on the cold curb of the pavement, I thought of how much she's changed over the past year, she wasn't no longer my Diya. Diya wouldn't mourn about my wage reduction nor would she care about the hospital expenditure, and she for sure wouldn't argue on every minute issue. Rather she would have cocooned our baby in her warm and basked in the glory of our love. Gone was my Diya, gone were those days of love and warmth.

Dear heart, is this another one of your tests? Because I feel like I'm failing, a bad husband, a bad father and a bad son. Is there anything I'm good at?

Maan I've brought Muskaan to the hospital' I heard Dadi cry lurching my dead body into guilt. Muskaan should have been my priority but in my sorrow I left her, much like her mother, I left her alone with Dadima and now she's ill, all because of me. I knew she's a heart patient, how could I be so careless and leave her crying? Please' a referent prayer escapes from my mouth while my legs break into a run, all the way hoping for the well-being of my baby and her heart.

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Dear heart, o the ever silent organ why did you leap forward, what was it in that child that made you squirm in pain. Are you alive to yet again leave me squandering in your presence?

I looked at the child in front of me, heaving in pain. Life was truly unfair, a motherless child and a childless mother.

Oxygen now' I shouted looking at the small purpling body, unknowingly a tear escaped from those stubborn eyes. Why now?' I feel the question rise from within me, haven't I trained my body to not react. Seeing children like this is normal for a paediatrician but somewhere I knew this child wasn't normal, for she made my heart beat increase. She also managed to come to my life on the day when Kabir left, that day which still kills me to live.

Dear heart, have mercy on me. Don't remind me of my bitter past! Die the same death you died long ago. Leave me alone!

Don't worry she'll be OK' I promised stepping out the theatre after a good few hours to be stopped by a frail old lady and an angry young man who had eyes as red as lava.

Be honest Dr Handa, how is my child?' He questioned back alarming my heart, she'll be fine' I reassured myself before answering him.

Mr Khuranna you have a strong child in there, she's responded well to the operation and medication so far' it was all true but why did it feel like I'm persuading myself and not the distraught father, why?'

Once in the confines of my cold cabin, did I dare to weep feeling my empty stomach at my lose, my Kabir; my child that was brutally snatched away.

Dev don't please, I beg you' she cried balancing herself at the top of the stairs but he didn't stop, those menacing steps rampaged the floor and pushed her back in horror.

I DON'T WANT THAT CHILD' she heard him bark from the top while she curled into a ball of pain below. Dev wasn't like that, he was compassionate and endearing but it took one patient, one female patient and a few mishaps for him to turn from Doctor Dev to a devious suspended cold blooded murderer. Killing not only Kabir that night, but Geet too.

Dear heart, do you dare to feel the same pain? Are you ready to open the old bespoken wounds?

Kabir' I cried looking at the last sonography of my child who died on this exact day. A cold dark night and a hideous monster stole my child two years ago on this precise night. Kabir was gone but so was Dev, now an ex-husband and a prisoner sentenced for GBH (grievous bodily harm) and manslaughter. Kabir' I hear my tear laden voice whisper brushing my small excuse of a hand over his picture. He, my baby malnourished of my love and I, a figment of my former self.

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Dear heart, don't betray me this time I might just loose the hope to live.

Muskaan smiled at Maan clapping her hands in glee, to which Maan just kissed her soft cheeks whispering a sorry' for leaving her behind in his misery.

Geet stood a few metres away, looking at the chart in hand while in reality all her attention was on the baby who beckoned her forward. MAMA' she called finally breaking into Maan's and Geet's thoughts, forcing them to finally acknowledge each other in shock.

A MOMENT, ONE LONG SILENT MOMENT

Dear heart, why do I feel your rapid beat? O the mute one is this something? Are you giving me a sign?

Maan stood motionless staring at Geet with renewed eyes, for she was also stuck for words. Mama' Muskaan cried holding her hands out for Geet while the two elders looked at one another in apprehension. Somewhere both wanted the same, a mother for baby Muskaan.

Dear heart, I think I may find peace soon.

(Note: 1^st portion is Maan as first person, 2^nd is Geet and the 3^rd portion is done in third person and the heart soliloquies in the 3^rd part is relevant to both Maan and Geet. Their past story is in 3^rd person and in italics. Sorry for the confusion, if it causes any.)

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Part 3

She placed both hand own ear and don't able hear qbool hai qbool hai qbool hai

Her heart screaming in pain hear this from his mouth...she close the eyes and just want to remember his words qbool hai for own...

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This is for you

Geet : ek toh hum aapko jaante nhi

Aur ek aap hai

Jo humare piche hath doke pde hai

Maan : hath doke nhi geet

Am taking bath daily

Preeti laugh hear this and said sorry

Wo kya hai na geet

Tu na bhut badi wali jhalli hai

He wants to do friendship with you

Maan : shi pakde hai

Geet : aap babaji ghar pe hai dekhte hai

Maan : ji mujhe toh pata hi nhi tha

Geet : mujhe nhi krni hai inse koi dosti preeti

Tu chal

Jb dekho ye mera mzak udate hai

Maan held her hand and said ye dil kehta hai

Ek din haseena maan jaayengi

Geet : nhi maanegi

Preeti : ab bs kro dono

Chalo ache bacho ki tarah dosti kr lo

Geet :

Maan : geet

I just want to confess something

I really like you first time when I see you na

I just froze to see your cute naughty smile

I don't know what is all this

But I really like you

Preeti : ye kuch aur nhi

Bs pyaar hai janab

Maan : abhi usme der hai madam ji

Aapki dost se toh puchiye unki ghadi kaunse station tak puchi hai

Geet : asa kuch nhi hai yaha

Yaha close ka board laga hai Mr.

So no entry

Maan : entry toh hum kar lenge

Ek mauka toh dijiye

Isse

Geet : acha

So friends

He take her hand and said qbool hai hume aapki dosti

So

Geet : so

Maan : coffee with me

Geet : no

Maan : dosto ko NA nhi khte

Geet : in which book you read

Maan : this is very special book

And written by someone special too

Geet : oh really tell me please

She irritately said

Maan : Maan ne likhi hai wo

She smile little bit and next moment laugh to hear his voice

Finally haseena maan gyi meri

She realized in talk, she waling with him and come to parking area...

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Maan : geet

She stand from floor and hurriedly wipes own tears...

Maan : tum yaha kya kr rhi ho

Geet : ji kuch nhi

Maan : mujhe mubharakh baad nhi dongi

Aaj maine nikah kiya hai

Geet : maan

Congrates

Maan : ase nhi

Chalo mere sath

He held her hand and take her down with own, she feeling all one only looking her...

Maan : sanjana

Sanjana : maan ase beech mein kaha chale gye the

Maan : sanju

Geet bhut khas hai mere liye

Aur mein humara nikah uski aankho ke saamne pura krna chahta tha

Qazi ji

Ab aap firse puchiye

He come and sit own seat living her in mid of hall, where she can't scream or cry , only have to bear this, she trying to take step back...

Maan : geet tumhe tumhara vaada yaad hai na

Her promise make her stop on one point she only hearing voice all around , both said qbool hai then all start giving congratulations both...

Sanju : maan this is for me

Maan : no sanju

Phle hi sbne mujhe itni sweets khila di

Sanju : mere liye

Maan : ok

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Are geet

Tum nhi khilayongi hum dono ko

Humari shaadi mein tumhara hath toh sbse jyada hai

Geet : kyun nhi

Congratulations sanjana

Maan : pura naam lo na

Sanjana Maan Ahmad khan

Sunane mein acha lagta hai na

Geet : maan aapko bhi mubharakh ho

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Maan : are fir chal di tum

Geet : bs kriye ab maan

Maan : kyun dard ho rha hai

He take her to side in one corner and asked again kya huya haar gyi tum

Geet :

Maan : dekho meri taraf

Jaha sanju khadi hai na

Waha tum hoti

Ydi tumne mujhe choda nhi hota

Mujhe yu dard nhi diya hota

Geet : maine dard diya aapko

Apni family ke liye

Par aapne mujhe ye sb diya

Khud apne liye

Aapke ego ne aapko mujhe maaf nhi krne diya

Maan : dard asa hota hai geet

Ab jaisa tum mahsoos kr rhi ho na

Maine bhi ye feel kiya hai

Mere hisse ka dard mein jhel chukka hai

Tumhe tumhara hissa de rha hu

Humne vaada kiya tha na

Dard

Khushi

Sb ek sath batenge

Toh mein usse hi nibha rha hu

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My wife waiting for me

So my future wife

Be ready for becoming my second wife

Aur ha Khana kha lena

I want my wife will be fit on night

But today night for my sanju

She waiting for me

So take care

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