Distorted Lives..FOUW..Thread 2..... updtd note pg 105 - Page 68

Thanks for the note

will be waiting for you in September

glad that your uncle is recovering

while its great that you stood as a pillar for family and friends during tough phases

Originally posted by: aditi_2010

NOTE

Hello everyone. I know I am late about updating again and I am so sorry but several different factors have contributed to this delay. First of all I think this is a very tough one to write and I am still not satisfied with the update. And am working on it. It's half written. Secondly, my uncle had corona and severe post corona complications. He is getting better now but things were touch and go for a long time, Thankfully, nobody else in my home were infected.

And now I am going to share something very personal with you guys because honestly I want to unburden myself. I have an elder sister of sorts. She is daughter of a family friend but we are very close and have always treated each other as family. She had lost her husband last year but I couldn't visit her because of my own issues. Recently I visited her.

A little context, she and her husband had been married for ten years and had dated two years prior to that. Her match had always been a very happy one and her husband was someone I looked up to. In fact whenever I heard about a failed marriage, their marriage made me believe in love.

Any way back to the story, I visited her this Monday. After some small talk we talked about her husband. I knew he died in a road accident. What she told me was shocking. Her husband had been having an affair with another married woman. In fact he was returning after spending the day with this woman and the accident was because he was drunk driving. Not only that but it also came to light that he had at least three other affairs behind his wife's back and had been cheating on her for almost the entire length of the marriage. She didn't want anyone else to know so I can't talk about it. I can't even begin to fathom the extend of this betrayal and what my sister is feeling. Many other things have come to light and I can't believe how badly everyone of us were betrayed. I have no one to share it with so I am telling you guys. Frankly my faith in love has been badly shaken.

I will update but maybe in September. I am truly sorry for the delay but I need some time to accept this betrayal of my sister.

Aditi.

thanks for note .

take your time to come out of this hard situation of life.

Hello Aditi

hope you are well?

Hope all is well on your side

Hello Aditi... how are you?

Hi everyone. I was severely ill for last month and that's why the update got so delayed. I am also sorry for not being able to respond you individually.

Thank you everyone for such overwhelming response. Before I start I would just say this is not just an ordinary story. Neither Maan nor Geet are perfect people here. they are both imperfect and here's a story of few people who are no where near perfects. This is the story of their flaws...their imperfections...their incompleteness. Do comment and press like. They inspire me to write better. In case anyone wants pm please add me as buddy. Awaiting your honest opinions.

Please stay safe everyone. Let's do everything that is in our power to help people who need it in these turbulent times. Take care everyone.

Part 53

Answers

The house had changed much over the years and Geet looked around trying to match it with her memories. She was in turmoil and had clutched Maan’s hand quite tightly. She had yet to let go of his hand and he was making a circular motion with his hands that she found soothing.

An onslaught of memories assaulted her; so many hurt feelings, so much disrespect and so much belittling of her self. Maan turned and gave her a tentative smile.

Geet looked up and tried to remember that she had left, that she had grown up and moved on and had a different life now.

Mohinder came out of his room slowly. After Brij left the house this big house had been too empty. He had expected Geet to come but was surprised to find Maan there as well.

“Arey Maan beta, I didn’t expect you here today. How are you doing Beta?”

“I am fine uncle. Now that both Rey and Annie have joined office I find my workload a lot lighter.”

“That is good. You work too much Beta. Anyway, I didn’t know you were coming with Geet.”

Maan could feel the unasked question in Mohinder uncle’s voice and looked at Geet to gauge her reaction. Geet’s expression however gave nothing away.

“Geet is a dear friend uncle. She needed a friend today and so I am here as Geet’s friend.”

“I didn’t know that you both are aquainted.”

“We met in Darjeeling and have become friends.”

The deceptively simple sentence couldn’t describe whatever it is they have but Maan didn’t know what more to say. Thankfully Geet intervened.

“Papa, we are not here to discuss my relationship with Maan. I came because you had something to talk tome about.”

“Yes. Let us go to my office. We can have privacy there. Maan beta, why don’t you stay here?”

It was clear that Mohinder uncle didn’t want him there. Maan wanted to protest but he let Geet response.

“Papa, I think Maan should come with us. I brought Maan today to support me and he can’t do that from here.”

“Beta, it is a family matter.”

“No papa, it is not. It stopped being a family matter long back.”

“But…”

“I know you think we should not air the dirty laundry of Handa family in front of others but you don’t understand papa. It stopped being a Handa family matter when Maan knew more about my life than you, papa. Maan had to convince me to go visit hospital at first and it was Maan who was there when I was uprooting my entire life. Heck, Mrs. Sood insulted me at Maan’s party. What do you think gave her that audacity? My mother. So stop trying to save face. There is nothing left to be saved.”

Mohinder was silent. He could hear the vehemence in Geet’s voice. Truly there was no saving face.

“Please come to my office.”

He turned and slowly started walking towards his office hoping they would follow.

“Was I too rude to him Maan?”

“I think Geet that you have a lot of pent up anger inside you. I think deep down that little girl is still there and she demands justice. So you lash out to those you think are responsible for the pain. Is it right? I don’t know. Is it understandable? Of course. Come on, let us listen to your father.”

They went inside the office and took seat opposite Mohinder. Mohinder was looking tired and fragile. Geet promised herself to be calm. Her father was ill and she needed to remember that.

Now that they were in the room neither knew how to begin. Years of complaints and neglect was not easy to address.

Geet too a deep breath and started talking.

“Papa, you wanted to talk about something.”

“Yes beta, I wanted to tell you about your childhood. But before that I wanted to listen to you. Talk to me Geet.”

Geet looked round the room. This was a room of mystery for her growing up. She had always been warned that Papa’s office was off limits. Looking around she let her memories wash over her.

“This room represented everything I wanted growing up Papa. You were just here locked in this room with all the love and protection. Yet, when I needed it badly you were not there, papa. And I think that in a way made life difficult for everyone of us. Mother might have been unreasonable but your lack of action caused most of the problems. Brij veerji and Yash bhai had to be the father for me because you didn’t. All my life I tried to understand the reason behind your inaction.”

Mohinder was silent but his face showed his turmoil.

“I don’t think any word is enough to apologize for what you had to go through. You are right Geet. My inactions were what destroyed lives. But you don’t know the half of it. I think I need to tell you. Maybe understanding where and how things became so wrong will help you.”

“I don’t know papa how much things would change. I think I am too hurt now. But I think I need to understand so I can move on from the past. “

Mohinder had a faraway look on his face.

“You know right that we never took you to your maternal grandfather’s place?”

“Yes. As far as I remember, they were based at some distant village in Punjab.”

“Hoshiyarpur. Or near Hoshiyarpur. Rano came from a very poor family in a very small village near hoshiyarpur. Rano was the youngest of five children and as far as I understood, least valued. Your maternal grandfather did not value girl child and treated them as burdens.”

“Them? I didn’t know mother had a sister.”

“You won’t. She passed away before I even met Rano.”

“Okay. “

“Preet was few years older than Rano. She had done something that Rano’s family would have never accepted. She fell in love with a guy belonging to lower caste. Preet was an intelligent girl and she had realized that her family will never accept her relationship. She planned to leave the house and ran away with her lover. He had a good education and a job lined up in Pune.”

“Something did happen right?”

“Not at that time. She was successful and ran away. From what we know, they got married and lived quite happily and she later died due to complication during childbirth.”

“Then why are you telling me of her?”

“I wanted you to understand your mother and her upbringing. Preet was nineteen when she ran away and Rano was fourteen. Rano was a bright student and was always working hard so her parents would not stop her education all together. After Preet ran away however things became very difficult for Rano at home. Her parents and brothers became harsher with her. Any simple mistakes of her were punished with undue severity. She grew afraid of her own shadows. As soon as she passed her tenth board her parents were eager to get her married.”

Mohinder took a little break from his retelling. He drank water from his glass and continued.

“It took another two years before our marriage was fixed. Rano had been a beautiful girl but the scandal with her elder sister meant that most families in the nearby villages didn’t want the daughter of that family as wife of their son. My parents though were village folks had a different outlook. They didn’t believe in attrocizing someone for other’s mistake. That’s how our marriage was fixed. I was already working as a junior lawyer for a prominent lawyer in Mumbai. I met Rano only on our engagement day.”

“After marriage we came and settled here in Mumbai. Soon I was made a senior lawyer at the firm and things began to look up. It was also around the time that I became friends with your father and uncle Gill, Maan beta.”

Maan nodded his head in acknowledgement and Mohinder continued with his story.

“I had by then come to know the attitude of Rano’s family towards her and decided to limit our relationship with Rano’s family. But what I could not have understood was the influence they had on Rano already. I won’t say that I was passionately in love with Rano. But I respected her and was protective about her. She was such a timid thing in those days. I encouraged her to complete her education as she was so young. Rano did but something had changed in her. She was as I said afraid of her own shadows. Some part of her spirit had been broken during the last four years of her home life. She was soon pregnant with Brij just after her graduation. I was also making a name for myself on the field of Corporate law and my earning increased. Brij came and we were happy.”

Everyone was silent as they tried to absorb all the information given. Mohinder didn’t need an answer as he continued.

“Brij was followed by Y…Yash a few years later.”

Mohinder’s voice shook and a tear dropped from his eyes as he spoke of the child he had lost.

“We were happy. Rano doted on the boys though she was always partial to Brij. I thought it was just a favouritism showed to her eldest. I didn’t think any deeper and I should have. In my defence I was not equipped to realize what was happening with Rano. I think life was peaceful for few years. And then Rano became pregnant again. The pregnancy wasn’t easy and she had been bedridden for most of it. The boys on the other hand were ecstatic at the idea of having another sibling. It was strange but both Brij and Yash wanted a little sister to dote on. I was too worried about Rano but the idea of having a little girl thrilled me.”

“What changed?”

“Rano had to have a C-section as you were breached. The situation was quite drastic and It was a touch and go for sometime. I didn’t realize that Rano wasn’t as enthusiastic about having a girl as the rest of us. We brought you both home but Rano was not as active with your care as she was with the boys. There was an apathy about your wellbeing that was subtle.”

Maan was silent but he could guess what the story will bring.

“In today’s world I think we can agree that what she had was probably postpartum depression. And along with that her upbringing had almost beat into her that a girl child was not of any value.”

“Wow! I didn’t know anything about the condition of mother’s home environment. Was she truly physically abused?”

“I don’t know Geet. She rarely talked about her family. But knowing the attitude of male member of her house it is entirely likely. Continuing with the story, Rano couldn’t form any sort of emotional bond with you as a child. I think it disturbed her at some level that she couldn’t feel anything for her daughter. Her anger was at least in the beginning more at herself than you.”

“I never thought of it this way but in a weird way that does make sense. And it also explains why my earlier memories of mother were better than the more recent ones.”

“It got worse as you grew up. You had always been a strong spirited child and you were stronger than most people. I think a part of Rano was jealous of your opportunities. You were a girl child yet you were adored and given every opportunity to enhance your natural talents. I don’t know if I am explaining this very well but I will try.”

“You mean to tell me papa that all the abuse heaped on me were because my mother couldn’t bear that I wasn’t treated by you the same as her father treated her? How sick is that?”

“That’s what I am trying to explain. Your mother was sick. I am so sorry Geet beta that I didn’t realize the extent of her sickness in time. I was busy establishing my career and I didn’t realize how bad my home had turned into. Anyway, a part of Rano knew she was wrong I think. But in her twisted mind she blamed you for making her do wrong. It was wrong Geet but I am telling you about her past so you can at least understand.”

As Mohinder stopped talking both Maan and Geet absorbed what was spoken. Geet could feel tears building up but stopped them from falling. But under the table she was clutching Maan’s hand tightly as if reminding herself of the present.

“I think Rano resented that your brothers doted on you while her brothers were her abusers. The more you were doted upon by us all the more her resentment grew. She started by scolding you unreasonably but her words became harsher as the time passed. I think Rano was trying to break your spirit as her own had been broken. But she failed. You stayed true to your self and allowed nothing to destroy you. You reminded her of her failure and she couldn’t deal with that.”

“So she bullied me hoping to break me and resented me for not allowing myself to be broken?”

“In essentials, yes. We should have consulted a doctor long back. But we didn’t understand or rather I didn’t understand and you had to bear the burnt of my faults.”

“Well, all this explains why I didn’t have a mother though I can’t forgive her for destroying my childhood. But what justification can you provide for e not having a father to protect me? Why was it left upon my brothers to rescue me?”

Part 54

Need

Mohinder didn’t know how to answer Geet. She had asked an obvious question but he had no straight forward answer.

Geet however was not done. She continued.

“I wasn’t the only one impacted by your inactions, you know. Yash bhai had left home to get away from Mrs. Handa’s daily drama. Brij veerji could have walked away too you know; he could have had everything. He sacrificed his own happiness because he understood my need for protection. My elder brother had to step up and be a father to me. My spirit as you call it would have been broken had it not been for the nurturing of my brothers. They saved me from my mother. But they shouldn’t have to save me had you been a proper father to me. How could you ever account for your behavior?”

Geet was panting and Maan slowly raised his hand and held her in a half embrace. She turned to him so only Maan could see her tears.

“How could he Maan? How could he?”

Maan made a soothing motion on her arms with his fingers and the regular pattern calmed her down a bit.

“Let your father answer you Geet. “

Mohinder looked older than ever. He looked into Geet’s eyes and answered in a halting voice,” I don’t know if I can answer this properly Geet. “

“Try. For once in your life try to be a father to me and put my needs first.”

“I was selfish Geet. And I didn’t understand the depth of your mother’s illness. I was busy with my career and providing for all of you financially and neglected your emotional needs. “

After a pause Mohinder continued,” Marriage and parenthood doesn’t come with a guidebook. I was young and had no prior experience with mental illness. I didn’t have the awareness and didn’t take the necessary steps. I was wrong Geet. I didn’t understand how bad situations actually were. I should have been there for you and your brothers.”

“Too late papa! Too late. It is already too late for Yash bhai. Nothing could bring back Yash bhai now and you lost years of time with him. Brij veerji had lost his prime years of life that should have been spent with the woman he loved. You were supposed to be playing with your grandchildren but you are alone here. Sorry papa, but your sorry is just not enough.”

“You didn’t speak of yourself Geet. What did my inaction cost you?”

“I can’t papa. I can’t even talk about it with myself. Maybe someday I will be able to speak about it but not today.”

Another pregnant pause engulfed the room and nobody knew how to break it. It was Geet who broke it.

“Papa, I can’t forgive you. But I will try to. I have eighteen years of neglect and inaction to forgive and no matter how sorry you are, I can’t. But I can promise you this much that I will try. And thank you for telling me what you suppose are reasons for mother’s action. Understanding the situation helped a bit. It doesn’t make it right but it helps.”

“Thank you Geet. You are being kinder to me than I deserve. “

Geet turned to Maan who had been silent till now.

“Let’s go Maan.”

Maan nodded at her and looked back at Mohinder.

“I am taking your leave Mohinder uncle. I will visit someday soon and we can have a chat.”

Both men understood the unsaid words between them.

Once inside the car Maan turned to Geet and asked,” Where do you want to go now?”

“Can we go somewhere private please?”

“Want to go to khurana mansion? Only Dadi will be there.”

“No, not today. Can we go somewhere else? I want it to be just us.”

“Okay.”

He was driving on silently. The oppressing silence was too much for Maan and he switched the on the radio. The cheerful voice of RJ Raj filled the car.

“This is 98.5 FM and you are listening to soulful music with RJ Raj. The next song has been requested by Mrs. Sonia singh for her husband with the message ,’you have always been my rock’. This is for you Mr. Singh from your wife.”

Teri is baat ne

Humko hairaan kiya

Teri is baat ne

Humko hairaan kiya

Thi meri daastan

Dil tera ro diya

Thi meri daastan

Dil tera ro diya

Maan stopped at the signal and looked at Geet. She had been crying silently this whole time. Maan turned her face towards him and slowly wiped away her tears. He nodded in negative telling her not to cry.

Kyon humein bheer mein

Tu sab se juda lagta hai

Tere seene mein kahin

Humko khuda lagta hai

The lyrics of the song had been so apt for her. As if the universe was telling her something.

Mere ashkon mere zakhmon

Ko samajh paaya tu

Teri is baat se dil

Mera bhar sa gaya

Maan was checking her now and then as he was driving to make sure she wasn’t crying. It inspired another bout of tears in her. She hadn’t been this cared for by anyone other than her brothers.

Woh mera dard

Tha jisko tune jiya

Teri is baat ne

Humko hairaan kiya

Thi meri daastan

Dil tera ro diya

Maan looked alarmed with this new bout of tears. Her tears made him feel helpless when he couldn’t comfort her because he was driving. He increased the speed as much as he could in traffic.

They soon reached the apartment complex where he owned a penthouse. This was the nearest place where they could have complete privacy.

Geet wiped her tears and looked presentable enough for the lift ride. She guessed that Maan had a place here.

The lift ride was silent and awkward. Once inside the penthouse they felt like they had no idea how to begin talking.

“I liked that song. We couldn’t listen till the end. Would you mind Maan, if I play it on You tube?”

Maan shook his head in negative. It was a nice song.

Soon the song began playing again and Maan concentrated on the lyrics. It was easier because he couldn’t begin to understand the kind of trauma Geet had suffered in that house as a child. He couldn’t fathom how a parent can hate a child.

Sochta hoon tu mera

Kaun hai kya lagta hai

Kyon tere gham se magar

Dil mera sulagta hai

Maan looked up to find Geet shaking with repressed tears. He jumped forward and took Geet in his arms. Slowly in a soothing voice he said to Geet,” Geet my dear, you can let go now. I am here. You are safe. You can let go now.”

Mere jazbaat mein

Dheere se chala aaya tu

Ab tere saath ne

Yeh yakeen hai diya

Ke chhupi hai kahin

tujh mai meri subaah

Geet started crying earnestly holding onto Maan. It was like Maan was her only lifeline and she was drowning. Maan held her and rocked her gently to comfort her.

Teri is baat ne

Humko hairaan kiya

Thi meri daastan

Dil tera ro diya.

It was sometime before Geet could even begin to control her tears. She realized that she was almost on Maan’s lap. Somewhere during the crying session, she had climbed on his lap. She could smell him, feel the texture of his skin beneath her finger.

She raised her head up from the crook of his neck and looked up at him. He had such soulful eyes. In fact, his eyes were the first thing Geet had noticed about him that night. They were brown with a tinge of gold and he had such long eyelashes.

Her eyes traced his features and came down to lips. She knew exactly how soft those lips were and how he tasted. But she wanted to test them again. She raised her lips and captured his. he was surprised but soon was responding to her.

He was kissing softly, gently but she didn’t want gentle. She wanted fierce and hungry kiss. The type of kiss you have when you simultaneously know that kissing was both right and wrong . She changed the pace of the kiss. She bit him softly so he would open his mouth. She used her tongue to taste every inch him. He soon understood her need and matched her pace.

Only when her lungs started burning with the need for oxygen did she break off the kiss. She began licking along Maan’s neck when Maan slowly untangled her and looked at her.

“What was that for Geet?”

“I want to forget.”

“I understand your need to escape Geet. But that’s not the right way to deal with things. Geet…”

“Maan, I want… no I need this. You want me as well. I can feel you. What’s the harm?”

“Yes, I want you Geet. Heck I have wanted you from that first night we were intimate.”

“Just imagine Maan, we can recreate that night.”

“But that’s not how I wanted this.”

“I thought you loved me.”

The uncertainty in her voice was heartbreaking.

“Of course I do.”

“Then love me Maan, I need you to love me here, today. Please just love me I beg you.”

“I love you Geet. I love you so much but I wanted our next time to because you loved me too.”

“I don’t think I have the capability to love Maan. I am too broken to love. Please Maan!”

It was the please that did it. Maan knew that Geet wasn’t in a mental state to accept his way of thinking. She would take it as a rejection to her person and he could not bear that. He slowly took her lips into his and poured his desperation into the kiss.

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Part 55

The things we do for love

The kiss was a hungry one. Geet was in no mood for gentle lovemaking. She wanted to be devoured. Maan slowly untangled them. He made them stand up and created a little space between them.

“Are you sure Geet, absolutely sure?”

“Yes I am.”

“I don’t want you regretting once you think about it. If we do this, you have to promise me that you won’t push me away later or stop being a friend to me. I won’t risk our friendship for anything.”

“I am not a naïve eighteen-year-old Maan. I think I can make my mind and handle things. And I promise I will always be a friend to you.”

“Okay then. Just remember, I love you. “

He took her hand and took her to the bedroom. Once he turned her to him and brought her closer he asked her once again,” You are absolutely sure right?”

“Stop Talking and start kissing Maan.”

“If you change your mind you stop me anytime you want.”

“I won’t change my mind Maan.”

This time the kiss was more purposeful and more heated. Their hands were tracing each other. Maan removed Geet’s scarf and started unbuttoning her shirt. Geet was impatient and pulled his t-shirt over his head. Maan finished unbuttoning her and removed her shirt. He unclipped her bra and bared her.

His eyes traced her and her nipples hardened as he slowly traced his fingers on them. But Geet wanted him naked and started removing his belt and unfastening his jeans. He followed her lead and started removing rest of his cloths. Once they were completely naked they both gave in to their pent up desire. The kiss was hungry, the movements lacked finesse. Their needs made them a bit sloppy. Soon they were on his bed and was kissing each other their limbs entangled like they were parched.

Maan was soon kissing her allover and was using his tongue to give her the first orgasm of that day. As she writhed beneath him and shouted his name he was hardened to the point of pain.

He came up and looked into her eyes.

“Are you sure you want this? We can stop right here if you want?”

Once she could reply coherently she did while panting slightly.

“You ask too many questions. I hope you have some condoms stashed somewhere here?”

Maan checked the bedside drawer knowing Rehaan usually had some on hand since he uses the penthouse for privacy. He found some condoms and checked them. They were good to go. He put on the condom and came on top her.

Geet turned them around announcing,” I want to be on top.”

Maan nodded his yes because all thoughts left him as he felt Geet surround him. It was such a euphoric feeling that he had no words to describe. Geet was soon bouncing up and down and he was moving his hips eager to meet her. It was a glorious view, Geet in control and so confident. Her bouncing breasts was a sight to behold. He knew he was in no position to hold on for a longer time. He warned Geet that he was almost reaching his limit.

Soon he was shouting riding to his climax. He could hear Geet’s voice join him as she felt another orgasm hither. She collapsed on his chest as they climaxed together.

Maan held her shaking body as he slowly slid out of her. It had been so long he had an intimate touch of another human being. In fact, he hadn’t had sex after that night with Geet and he could feel the feeling of satisfaction. As he got up to throw the condom in the dustbin however, he felt that his soul was not into it. There was something missing.

“That was so good Maan! It had been so long; I had forgotten how good this can feel.”

There, that was what was missing. He loved her, she didn’t. For her, this wasn’t making love, this was just an escape from pain once again. In past two years, his feelings have changed but she was still using sex as distraction.

But he loved her too much to deny her anything. So he pasted a smile on his face and replied her.

“Yeah it was great, wasn’t it? Do you want me to order something? When do you want to return home?”

“I don’t think I am satisfied enough to go home yet. I need more of you. Why don’t we order a pizza and then continue where we left off?”

“Sure Geet, whatever you say.”

She smiled up at him and he bend down to kiss her softly. She was too involved with her pain to realize that his smile didn’t reach his eyes.

*******

Pari had noticed a change in Geet. She was chirpier. It changed the day Geet visited Handa mansion. Geet hadn’t spoken much about the visit but she seemed happier. Now that the weekend was finally here and Muski is gone for her art class Pari could have a nice chat with Geet.

They took their coffee mugs and sat by the window.

“You seem happy Geetu.”

“I don’t know if I am happier Pari. But I feel lighter like some burden had been lifted.”

“So talking with your dad helped?”

“Yeah. I think knowing the reasons behind mother’s actions helped a bit. I haven’t forgiven my parents. I don’t think I can forgive them completely. But now I can look back and see the damages my childhood had done to me objectively. “

“And what did you find?”

“I am still searching but something Dev told me sounds right. He said that I tend to categorize people into two types. If they hurt me they are like my parents, else they are good like my brothers. People are more complex than that. Good people can make bad decisions. There are more than one perspective and I should give more chances to people.”

“Please tell me you aren’t thinking of giving another chance to Dev. He doesn’t deserve a second chance.”

“Relax! I am not talking about Dev. I am talking about being a lesser judgmental person Pari. I want to stop judging people based on their one mistake. I have lost friends because of this habit. I think I am too afraid of getting hurt and push people away at the slightest chance of trouble.”

“So my Geetu is finally learning to let go.”

“Baby steps!”

“Good for you.”

“So Pari, what about Rehaan?”

“What about Rehaan?”

“You know right that he loves you?”

“Come on Geet! We are talking about Rehaan Gill. The Rehaan Gill. He is a serial dater. He doesn’t know a thing about love.”

“As we were just talking about Pari, people change. “

“We cannot be any more different. Plus, I don’t think I can love again.”

“Pari, people can change. Even a playboy can become the most loyal partner if he wants to for the woman he loves.”

“But”

“Pari, you had a beautiful relationship with Yash bhai. But don’t make Yash bhai the excuse to stop living. He wouldn’t have wanted that. What you had was beautiful. But he is gone never to return back, but you are still here. Don’t give up on love just yet. Open your heart to the possibilities.”

“What about you? What about you and Maan?”

“Maan and I understand each other perfectly. We are in same page about our relationship.”

“Are you? “

“Yes.”

“Just remember Geet that communication is very necessary in any kind of relationship. I won’t ask anything else.”

“Don’t worry Pari, we have plenty of communication.”

“As long as you are sure.”

Amazing updates.

Thank you for giving 3 updates.

Mohindra has explained y rano behave such a way towards geet.

Mohindra not at all had role of father.

It's good that brij n yash had taken care of geet very well.

Maan always supported geet in every possible way.

Geet needs to see maan love n reciprocate to him or at least acknowledge it.

I think geet is not mature enough understand maan's feelings.

It should not happen that maan see that geet is using him distracting from pain.

I think pari got hint of geet behaviour towards maan.

Hope geet see maan love n not use n become selfish of it.

Oh what a family a woman bad childhood destroyed her family life. The scar was so bad to the extent of hurting your own child and not of having any remorse on the same. The father more interested in making money for the family having no emotional attachment towards his wife nor children. Not sure where will Maan and Geet relationship lead too with Geet being still in the past.

Wonderful updates..

Waiting for next update..

Hello Aditi.....

hope you are feeling much better.

Appreciate the pm and the updates