SURROGATE RELATIONS ...part 11 on pg 142 - Page 46

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PART 6

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7.The Anguish

" I saw a lady go into Maan sir's cabin, now. She is really beautiful, like a model. Who is she Rosi di?

"That must be Sameera. She owns a ' Enchantress' the boutique. it is thru her that Dev met Naintara."

"She herself looks like a model. I've never seen any one so beautiful before!"

" She is MK's very close friend and the daughter of Kashyaps. MKs daadaji and Sameera's daadaji were bosom buddies...the friendship between the families exist even now. Both the families expect the friendship to turn into relation... There is a possibility that Sameera will soon become Mrs. Maan Singh Khurana." Mrs.A said with a smile.

"Really? They will make a perfect couple, hein na Rosi di. She will complement Maan sir so well with her gorgeous looks."

Geet was happy with the new information. It helped her keep her mind off the strange unknown feelings that assailed her in Maan sirs cabin. It was not fear, which accelerated her heart beat, but some other kind of tension... fear was something she was so familiar with... this was a strange unsettling, an anticipation which she had never experienced before... for a moment time seemed to stop. All she could see was those fascinating eyes...all she could sense was the gentle touch of his hands and the smell of his cologne combined with the fragrance of mint on his breath as he blew gently on her forehead... she was engulfed by his essence. What would have happened if the phone hadn't rung? No, she didn't want to think about it. Maan sir and Sameera were perfect together.

On reaching home she was about to escape into the wide stretch of hiding space that KM provided, when Maan asked her to go with him to the out house.

"Geet I need you to find something for me. Sameera said Naintara was working on some sketches for the new collection. Could you just look for them? Naintara used a corner of the guest room as her working space. I'll be in the adjacent room, in Dev's office."

A strange keening sound made Maan go to the guest room. He saw Geet shivering and taking quick breath as if she was going out of breath. She was hugging something close to her chest.

"What is it Geet?" he asked, concern making his voice rough.

"Maa..." she said in a bewildered voice. Looking at the poster of the mother and child she was clutching to her heart.

"Maa..." she said again, tears starting to spill over. Her shuddering breath spoke of the control she was trying to gain back.

"I know..."Maan said softly, trying to put his arms around her. She resisted, pulling away and said in the confused voice of a wounded child.

"Maa ...ma mujje chod kar chali gayi..."

"You miss her don't you ...Mishty?" calling her by the endearment he had heard her mother use, cursing himself for doing this.

"No ..." she shook her head. "no..."she said louder, flinging the poster aside, "NO..." she screamed as she hugged her arms around herself and started rocking on her feet.

"I know, baby...I know." He whispered as he encircled her with the strength of his arms.

He held her close, absorbing the tremors of her sobs , wishing he could do the same for her pain. Geet was unaware of everything but her loss, unaware of the hand that gently rubbed her back or the soothing voice that tried to comfort.

"Don't cry so, baby..you'll make yourself sick."

Seeing that the sobs that racked her body was not subsiding he carried her to the chair and sat down holding her in his lap. Her tears soaked his shirt as he rocked her gently, until her sobs became sniffles and occasional shudders. He kept her warm in the protective circle of his arms, not wanting to trigger off another outburst of weeping.

After a while he felt her head drop as she fell into an exhausted sleep. Only then did he move to carry her to her room and lay her on the bed. He pulled the comforter over her, after removing her sandals and sat down beside her, looking at her tear stained face. He thought about her loss and the sacrifices she had made in her young life. Her brave decision to save her mother had gone unfruitful. He thought about the conversation he had overheard, between Geet and her mother, the night before her mother's operation. Daadi had sent him to the hospital to get the mobile she had left behind at the hospital, along with Rano's favourite sweet dish. A ploy he had understood well enough, yet had not protested for he too wanted to offer his aid to Geet. Rano had been crying...

Flash back

"...I was a coward. I didn't want to move away from the security of the family bond, after your Baba's death. By clinging to the familiar, I put your life at risk..."

"No, no let me accept my guilt, my fault..." she said as Geet started to deny. "I should have realized that my decision was wrong once Brij turned abusive...but I never imagined he would be so..so..." Rano broke down completely and Geet hugged her.

"Maa...don't cry ma...I don't blame you. I never blamed u...it was my fate."

"But I blame myself...I am your mother. Oh! Mishty, how will I face your Baba...he will never forgive me for not protecting his daughter."

" Don't talk so, ma...you are not going to meet Baba anytime soon...you are not going to die. Don't even think about leaving me alone."

The sound of Geet's sobs echoed in his ears as Maan moved away to give them their privacy.

Now reflecting on the moment he had witnessed, he wondered who Brij was and what he had done.

"Who is the monster I turn into, when you look at me with fear filled eyes? Is it Brij, Geet? Who is he? What did he do to make you distrust men?"

He asked softly. He could find out easily, all it would take was a trip to Hosiarpur, but strangely the notion did not appeal to him. Maan Singh Khurana, the man who believed in being prepared, who didn't trust easily didn't want to look into Geet's past life. No he wanted her to tell him that herself...he wanted her trust...he wanted her to confide in him to trust him enough to share her past with him. Yes he would wait for her to consider him her friend. He wanted her to believe that he would never hurt her intentionally and would protect her from any harm. Brushing aside an errand strand of her from was stuck on her cheek tenderly, he bend down to touch his lips softly to her for head and made a silent vow to be there for her always, to shield her from all further pain.

8.Keeping Vigil

did i succeed in making u as emotional as i became, while i wrote this part? plz leave ur comments...

i m d first one to comment...u did justice in emotional scenario of the story...js't a suggestion though dn't make it to heavy in the upcomin parts otherwise it will be motonous...c is too naive n young try to build a companionship btween maan and geet and let it blosoom...luv d update..👏

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very emotional...her pain is unimaginable...her sacrifice itself is unimaginable...i hope Maan gives her every hapiness she deserves