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this version is dedicated to Nargis for she made me see the episode again and showed me a possibility that dev is not actually headed to the church...just something CVs put to confuse us souls..and i was so lost in Maan i never thot about Dev..i dont even watch his scenes..but had to right for this piece..
Boulevard of Broken Dreams
He had thought her silence would kill him. He had thought her shyness would stagger him. But no he was wrong, it was her words. Words he had never thought he would hear. Words she had said, but not what he had hoped for, words she had said were beyond his capability to take. He had frozen in shock, everything fading out except for her words that reverberated around him, that stole his smile and put bleakness in his eyes. His hand had turned cold and he had felt burned with her touch and he had let her go of hands, for their warmth seared through him like hot iron branding a cattle.
He had questions in his eyes but he did not voice them, he was incapable of doing anything. He just turned and dragged his unmoving feet away from her, away from this pain that was suffocating him, rendering him disoriented to everything around him. The same romantic setting he had taken pains to create now seemed to be needling him with their light, the fragrance of the flowers which had seemed encompassing now seemed to be cloying, and he could not get out fast enough from here but his feet were struggling to follow his command.
He stopped the urge to look at her one last time to take in the image of the woman he had handed his heart only to be shattered into million pieces. To see the woman who had said the harshest words in the softest voice. To see the woman his heart still called out to, despite being strewn around him. But he walked towards the darkness, hoping the depth would engulf him and drown him so that he can forget that angelic face, he can come to terms with his pain. He took a step away from her, each step increasing the distance but he felt it was not diminishing her effect on him; he could not cut the thread that tied her to him.
Geet had said those words, she knew she should have held back but it was now or never. She either told him her bitter truth and hope that he would trust her enough to want to hear the rest. To know her enough to understand that there she did not want to say this, not now but she loved him too much to lie to him. She needed to let him know that she was not the one who would decide where their relationship went but circumstances. She wanted to tell him that her burden was too huge for him, too dark for him see the light that may be possible beyond him and that is the reason she had wanted to go away but she had felt the pull, pull of his eyes, drawing her closer inch by inch into their vortex and binding her to him. She also had seen the tangible evidence of their destiny in the Taveez and felt hope that they were meant to be. Should she try and stop him? Should she try and tell him? She stretched her hand out to him but he had his back to her. She whispered his name but he was unable to hear. She took first one step and another to stop him from leaving her, to stop him from misunderstanding her.
She covered the last few steps faster in her eagerness and touched his arm as she reached him. She went up to him, in front of him but his eyes had lost the sparkle of love she had seen just a few crushing minutes ago. She still tried, tried to shake him back into seeing her, to know that she would never do anything that would hurt him and she held his jacket, holding the lapels to make him look at her.
But Maan seemed to have a faraway look, unseeing eyes that refused to acknowledge her presence. She touched his cheek tentatively and then held his chin mimicking his earlier action but she was pleading with her eyes for him to look at her.
"Suniye… Dekhiye, meri taraf…." She started but Maan seemed unstoppable, he seemed determined to take steps away from her and she in her final attempt jerked his jacket lapels and pulled hard to make him see her to listen to her. She saw a flicker in his eyes that told her he was not as unaffected as she thought. That gave her hope. But the very next moment he pushed her away and Geet almost fell as she tried to counter balance his push and had flailing arms that Maan automatically held to pull her up.
But just as she tried so say something, he stormed out away from her, mingling with the darkness leaving her now well and truly alone. He did not even want to hear her. She had been a fool to run behind him. She should have known, he would not understand. She knew no one can understand, her family had not so why had she thought Maan was different? Why she thought if she told him everything he would understand. She then stood there at the brink of where the light ended and the darkness began, wondering if she should follow Maan into the darkness that he had enveloped himself in or walk to the light as she had to keep on for her baby, for the life she had fought for to save, to nurture. She once again realized that she was alone in this journey to fight for her rights, her child's rights and resolved to never let anything or anyone come in between her, her child and their purpose of forging ahead, to live. She made up her mind then to go away, from here, Delhi and Maan to start her life afresh. May be that was her destiny to be alienated from everything, everyone she knew and to live alone, except for this baby which was part of her and someday will share her aloneness.
Maan cursed himself as he stormed out, as he was about to be violent and almost had hurt her, a pregnant woman in his fury, in his need to be alone so he could go and lick his wounds. He wanted to go far away from Geet right now, for he wanted to think once he overcame the agony so that he can use his brains instead of his brawn or even his emotions. Right now he was too wrought to think, right now he needed the space to wallow, to be able to spew all the acid that had developed in him, to cleanse his heart so that his mind could take over again. Be the Maan Singh Khurana he was.
Dev had woken up with thoughts of Naintara but he still did not believe she had left for Canada, he was almost certain she was up to her usual histrionics and he was determined in not deterring from his plan of telling his brother everything. He had to cleanse his conscience, what they had done to Geet was wrong and he could not afford to have Geet tell everything to Maan first once she knows Maan and him are related.
He looked for Maan but found that he had gone to a wedding and realized that he will have to wait when Daadi told him that he had gone to a wedding. He decided he would go look for Naintara to put some sense into her and make her realize that her foolish actions would not get them in any better position if they were to amass the Khurana money. He was going to the place where their journey had started and he was going to woo her the way he had done years ago, with his bike, the suave attitude and be the boy she had fallen for. He needed to get Naintara back only then could he feel justified in telling everything to Maan. He knew where she could have gone and he wore the outfit she had once told him looked well on him, the biker jacket, boot and reckless attitude.
Geet decided to pack her bags and leave tonight itself. Just as she entered the outhouse, she saw everything in the office turned upside down as if a tornado had come and destroyed everything in its path. She saw the papers, the lantern and just as she was wondering what had happened here, she heard a shattering sound coming from her bedroom and she ran upstairs to see who could be there destroying everything in this house.
"Boulevard Of Broken Dreams" – Green Day
I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know where it goes
But it's home to me and I walk alone
I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
and I'm the only one and I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk a...
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone
Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Aaah-ah,
Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah
I'm walking down the line
That divides me somewhere in my mind
On the border line
Of the edge and where I walk alone
Read between the lines
What's f**ked up and everything's alright
Check my vital signs
To know I'm still alive and I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk a...
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone
Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Aaah-ah
Ah-ah, Ah-ah
I walk alone
I walk a...
I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk a...
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone...
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