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She descended down the stairs slowly holding the rallying. She was too nervous and anxious that her feets were not falling at the right place.
He sat on the sofa opposite to her father. Moninder had been talking about some burning issue. Maan could only remember that. What was being discussed ? he was clueless. The buzzing restless had pulled his mind off the topic. Now he just nodded whatever Moninder said. Moninder every words fell on a deaf ears.
Maan looked up. Their eyes collided. She was nervous he could read . He was nervous she knew.
Then a smile curved his lips. Why is he smiling? Am I not looking good? Maan eyed her suit. She was Dressed in the baby pink suit. He looked down at his shirt. Baby pink. Somehow most of the time they happen to colour coordinate coincidentally. But the shade she donned looks innocent, accentuating her innocence more and, complementing her skin , baby soft skin.
She shook her unbelievingly and finally set the foot on the floor. She realised she managed without staggering and her heart was calm too regaining it's normal pace.
She blinked nervously, her eyes moving restlessly. While she rolled her silver laced chiffon dupatta on her index finger.
He raised his eyebrows asking the reason for her nervousness.
She did not reply, instead averted her gaze and paced to and fro after sometime she looked at him. Her brows dipped a bit as her small nose scrunched and eyes uncertain. She shook her head and next moment she raced towards the stairs ready to hide herself in the confines of her room.
He held her wrist. Halting her movement. Shook his head, then his eyelids slowly half closed and opened in assurance. Assuring her. He is with her. Her Maan.
Her lips curved in a faltering nervous smile. She looked up once at her babaji and then settled her hand in his proffered waiting hands.
Moninder looked at their retreating figure. He had excused himself on the pretext of an errand as Geet had arrived. Providing them the privacy.
He smiled through tears too overwhelmed to hold them back. This is the Man he desired for his daughter. In Fact every father would have desired the man like Maan but to him. Before Maan , finding a suitable partner for his beloved daughter seemed like a far fetched dream.
His gifted daughter had been a genius in every means but a deaf and mute. Moninder wiped the tears spilling from his eyes. Despite all the wealth, name and fame, his hold on society. He dreaded Geet future. Though she is fully capable. Would his family accept his deaf and mute girl for their more then perfect boy.
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