Precious Love MG FF Part 11 PG 58 20/06/2011 - Page 14

loved the update!!!!

maan nd anne convo was so cute!!!!

wonderful update!!!!!

Originally posted by: 7thHeaven

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Past

Geet stood up in a jolt as she heard the crashing sound of waves as if a boat was approaching near. She looked at the ocean with hope; water'she saw nothing but water . . . endless water. She fell to her knees as she cried. She was weeping; her sobs were making it difficult for her to breath. She was suffocating. She needed her father. Every day she would spend hours at the beach with a hope that one he would come back'come back to his baby doll.

She never cried in front of her mother or anyone else because she was her father's brave daughter. She knew how to control her emotions when with others but what she didn't know was how she was supposed to hide her emotions from herself. In front of other she was strong just like her father would want her to be but when alone she was a young girl who missed her father, a young girl who longed to put her head in her father's lap and sleep, a young girl who wished to feel her father's caring hand stroking her hair. When alone, she was that young girl who lived with a hope to see her father again but was that possible.

She was brought up to be a self righteous, brave, strong headed girl and she would always be that because that was what her father wanted her to be like. Her aim in life was to fulfil her father's dream. He wanted his daughter to go after her dreams. He wanted her to be a singer, the best singer. And she would give up her life for this one dream. Though Geet's mother was never against her ambition, she never really supported her either. She did not know what it was that her mother feared but there was something that was stopping her mother from supporting Geet. But it did not really bother Geet as she knew her father was there for her'always. But he was no longer there. The sense of security that she felt when in her father's lap was brutally snatched away from her by fate and no matter how badly she yearned for it, it was gone forever.

From the past three months Geet has bottled up her emotions, not once has she shared her feelings, her sorrows with anyone. Her mother tried but even she knew it was of no use as if there was someone Geet shared her feelings with it was her father and he was no longer there. Geet had always been Daddy's girl, her daddy's baby doll. She never felt the need to find comfort from anyone else as she always had her father. Generally, teenagers share most of their feelings with their peers but Geet was different. For her, her father was her best friend, the one she discussed everything with. She was dependent on her father for everything and this was something that terrified Rano. Somewhere Rano was not in favour of Geet always depending on her father, she felt this way Geet would never be able to take care of things by her. But Geet's father felt differently, he would always say when time demands my baby doll can very well be a responsible independent young lady. And he was right, Geet was mature beyond her years, when her mother should have been the one taking care of her after her father left never to return, ironically it was Geet who took care of everything. She was the one who gave her mother the strength to fight, the strength to live. But was she really strong, Geet doubted it. She put a brave face in front of her mother but no one really knew what she was hiding behind that mask. Even though Geet shared some of her feelings with Channi she still did not open up with her in the entirety. She would simply hug her and cry.

She felt the sea lap round her ankles as she closed her eyes and sat there in silence only disturbed by the sound of waves breaking against the shore.

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Maan did not know why but after the function, after listening to her sing he just wanted to come to the beach'the place he first saw her. It was like some inane force was pulling him towards the beach and once he was there the sight in front of him brought a smile on his face. Mishti was smiling and twirling around happily. But soon the smile disappeared as she held her pendant and tears poured down her face. He just stood there listening to her. The pain in her voice was evident and he realised probably even yesterday she was crying for the same reason'she missed her father. He felt miserable to see her in that condition. Strangely enough, he couldn't bear to see pain in those innocent eyes. He knew nothing about her, not even her name, but he wanted to soothe her pain. He didn't quiet know why but he felt this urge to be there with her'for her. And then suddenly Mishti got up . . . those eyes, they held hope, the way she looked at the sea it was like she was waiting for something but what, he didn't know. He saw her eyes sparkle with hope, just moments later he saw them loose their spark and instantly hope was replaced by pain. He saw her fall to her knees and he felt someone stab him right in his heart. He felt her pain, he couldn't bear it.

He moved towards and put his hand over her shoulder.

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Geet felt a hand on her right shoulder and without thinking she simply got on her feet and hugged the person. That one hand was so comforting, so soothing. It was the first time in three months that she felt safe, secure . . . in his arms. She cried her heart out, he held onto her, comforting her. Her tears soaked his t-shirt.

"It's ok . . . Ssh" he consoled her.

That brought her back to reality as she instantly moved backwards and almost stumbled but he was quick to save her from falling.

Time stood still for them. That moment she saw something in his eyes that assured her was all going to be fine.

He lifted her carefully as she regained her balance and said "I am sorry . . . I didn't realise what I was doing . . . I am really very sorry"

"It's all right"

She didn't know what to say, she just stood there glued to her spot. He didn't want to say anything; he just stood there staring at her.

Finally he broke the silence "if you want you can share'

She didn't let him complete as she said "I don't really like talking about it"

"You'll feel better . . . you can trust me" Maan replied.

"I haven't really talked about it ever since da'

"I don't want to talk about it" she just could not talk. She hated to say it, because somewhere she still had this hope he might come back.

"Your performance was great" Maan sensed her discomfort and tried distracting her.

"You were there" Geet asked as she looked at him.

"Yes . . . my younger sister was among the dancers so I'd come there to see her dance. You really have a beautiful voice" Maan replied, he did not yet want to tell her about Annie.

"Thank you" Geet said as she sat down folding her legs.

"So you are an aspiring singer" Maan stated as he sat next to her.

"Yes I wish to be a part time singer" Geet replied while her fingers made circles in the wet sand.

"Part time . . . interesting" Maan looked at her amused at her answer.

"I want to sing but I also want to handle my father's business . . . so part time singing" Geet said as she smiled.

"Why do you have to handle . . . you know what I mean" Maan did not want to sound intruding.

"I am the only daughter and it's my responsibility" Geet replied promptly.

"What sort of business" Maan asked as he kept looking at her while she was busy making designs on sand.

"You would have heard of 'Handa empire" Geet replied as she looked up.

"You are Mr Mohinder Handa's daughter" Maan was kind of surprised, Mr Mohinder Handa was one of the prominent business men of the country. Though Maan did not know much about him but he knew his dadi had worked with him for a project.

"Yes" Geet replied with pride evident in her tone "so what brings you here at the beach at this time of night"

"Well . . . let's say I was mesmerised by someone's song and I needed time to collect myself" Maan said rather truthfully.

"That was a good line" Geet chuckled.

"Finally something impressed you" Maan said.

"what makes you think so . . . that line is good for others I have heard people say that all my life . . . you see, that is nothing new for me" Geet smirked.

"How can you so sure it was you I was talking about" Maan counter attacked but all in good humour.

"I have confidence in my singing besides no one was as good as me in the concert" Geet replied.

"Over confidence . . . you think too high of yourself" Maan stated though he was well aware she was the best.

"Why wouldn't I . . . I know I got the voice" Geet said as she got on her feet and strolled around.

"So you come here often" Maan said as he followed her.

"Every night" Geet replied with a smile but he could see the pain behind that smile.

"Your parents let you" Maan again tried distracting her.

"My mom probably doesn't even know about this and even if she knew she wouldn't stop me . . . she never stops me from doing anything coz those are the orders my dad . . . no one stops his baby doll from doing anything" Geet answered and she walked into the sea.

"You love him a lot" Maan said as he stood a few feet away from her.

"When I was a kid he would always bring me here to the beach, we would have loads of fun . . . just me and daddy" Geet said but soon realised where it was heading. She'd never shared it with anyone as she did not want people to know she was weak "I'm getting late . . . got to rush nice meeting you again Mr Ajnabee"

"Nice talking to you too Mishti" Maan replied as he saw Geet run away.

Once on the road Geet shouted "that's not my name"

"Well then what is it" Maan asked as he ran towards her.

"You think I'll tell my name to a stranger" Geet replied.

"I hope so" Maan stood before her.

"Guess" Geet smirked.

"How can I guess" Maan replied.

"then find out . . . it's not a big deal to find out Mr Mohinder Handa's only Childs name . . . all the ventures are in my name, you knew my father's name finding my name shouldn't be a big deal" Geet gave him a wide grin as she winked.

"Well . . . I'll wait for you to tell me" Maan said as he smiled.

"If that is the case is prepared to wait forever"Geet replied back.

"I wouldn't mind, besides you will tell me your name the next time we meet" Maan said and he sounded very much confident.

"You sure there will be a next time" Geet smiled.

"I bet" Maan smirked.

"Well then . . . till next time" Geet said as she ran from there.

"Till next time" Maan shouted as he saw her retreating figure.

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