Mein kya kahoon ' kaisay kahoon '. Maan nay jaisay aaj mera dil chooua hai, waisay pehlay kabhi nahi chooua ' or should I say, Maan Singh Khurana has this way of touching my heart in a unique and powerful way every day; Maan Singh Khurana has this way of stirring my soul in a distinctive and alluring way every day.
Their love had been defined. Their emotions had been expressed. Their feelings were conveyed. And the way they looked at each other day, they had never done that before. His eyes were possessive, hers were submissive. His looks were commanding, hers were shy. He was teasing her with his seductive gaze, she was blushing with ever breath.
She thought of the statement he had made last night; a subtle yet heartfelt promise, "ab zondagi ki har subha tum say shuru ho gi, aur har raat tum say khatam ho gi '" and she opened her eyes, only to find him standing right in front of her, fulfilling the promise he had made during that divine moment. Their eyes promised love yet again and as if the message went straight to Maan's heart, he blushed a little.
I was touched by the way he looked at her when Dadi was talking to her. For the first time, I saw submission in him. He was content, he was happy, and above all, he was ready to surrender to his lady love. Loved had played its game, and Maan had lost it all in the hands of love.
And a moment, when I saw Ram ji ' when I saw the glimpse of Ram ji in him. The Gurmeet we all had fallen in love with as Ram ji ' I saw the same man today. When Geet touched Dadi's feet and looked at Maan. He blessed her ' the tej on his face, the brightness of his expressions, the belief in his body language ' you have to see it again to feel what I am saying. Here is a pic of that beautiful scene '
I was stunned, I was overwhelmed with Gurmeet today. His hands are beautiful, his arms are slender, his purity is overwhelming, and his genuineness is irresistible. He is THE MAN ' what else can I say .. words are not ample, so I guess I'll move on'.
He entered her room, controlling and authoritative. She stopped him, and then they heard Dadi ' o boy ' geets harbarahat was awesome. Loved the way she hid him behind the divider. And the best part, the ladies wanted to give her a bath ' that's what you call perfect timing. But the stealer of the moment, his intense looks. The pleasure of seeing his lady love in that vulnerable position; respecting her yet wanting her; admiring her yet longing for her.
He moved towards her, taking his own good time, knowing she would not run anywhere, not right now, not like this ' and sat at the edge of the tub. He cleaned her eyes, and touched her cheeks '. And as if wanting to touch her more but restrained by the moment or the surrounding, he stopped himself. She cleaned the petal off his cheeks and the gentle yet triumph smile touched his lips. A smile which said, I have conquered you today Geet ' I have conquered your love ' I have conquered your trust '
And then their forehead touched each other's ' to me it was perfect symbol of submission. Just loved the way their foreheads touched and their breaths mingled. And the best one, "kuin, aap ko meray saath akelay mein dar lagta hai" ' words slipped her tongue and he smiled, happy and content, yet never forgetting to tease her, "tumhari himmat tu barh rahi hai '" . His teasing mannerism was brilliant as well as heartwarming.
Another lovely one, "abhi meray paas tumhari himmat test karnay ka time nahi hai, lekin aik din '" and she couldn't hear him complete his sentence. She knew she was never herself when he was around. She knew she was never able to control her emotions when he was around, and she knew he was right; her love and his emotions had made her brave, had given her the courage of expression, and she knew she would never be able to control herself with him. She knew her love for him was beyond any limits, beyond any boundaries and with time she knew it would grow more and more. But he ended the whole thing by saying he wanted to take her somewhere '. And where was that we all know.
Ab is kay baad mein kya kahoon ' I am short of words. I don't know how to say and what to say. When I saw him bringing her to the gynecologist and on top of that, booking the entire ward for her, I lost myself, I lost my heart, and I lost my soul to that man. Tears of joy, emotions, and respect filled my eyes, just the way they filled Geet's eyes. She was amazed at this man, she was surprised by the depth of his love, she was flabbergasted by the sincerity of his emotions. She knew he was in one of the toughest situations with Geet and the baby, but she saw that responsible, dependable, trustworthy, and reliable man in him who loved her from the core of his heart and who equally loved her baby.
Such men are rare to come. Such men are a gift of Almighty. Such men are precious and one of a kind. Such men are worth each and every bit of love, respect, admiration, devotion, affection, dedication, commitment. Such men are worth even your life .. kuin say Maan jaisay insaan pay jaan lutana zindagi ki mairag hai ' pyar ki mairag hai '.
I don't have words to say any more. I am speechless.
Lots of love,
Kashish
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