A peak into the Stalker's Mind!

He was sitting in the dark, with lit candles at each corner of the room. His eyes closed imagining having her with him….as he quietly walked up waltzing in his room thinking of holding her in his arms, smelling her, touching her. He saw her hiding behind the men of the family for the first time when she had walked out during the Diwali festival. At that time he was just a mere villager, but today he used her as his encouragement to become someone powerful and rich with status, now he was it all and he was here to take her with him.

He opened his eyes slowly breathing in slowly inhaling some scents of the candles, he looked at the pictures of the girl of his dreams as they were placed throughout the room, the walls, ceiling, every nook of the room was filled up with her pictures. He looked at her smiling pictures, Geet I am here, abh koi nahin rok sakta mujhay tumhare paas aanay keliyeh.

When I take you with me, you will be filled with so much love from me, that you will forget that Maan Singh Khurana! Finally he picks up his cell phone and rings her phone…..he heard her soft sleepy voice, and enjoyed it, as he tortured her more.

Geet on the other side could hear someone breathing on the phone and felt it could have been Maan; but even so she felt strange because the way she heard the breathing on the call it didn't sound like her Maan. She felt a chill go up her body as she laid on the bed hearing this cold breath pass through the phone into her ears of someone on her call.

Geet-Maan…..Maan, kyaa aap bhi na…..tang karahe ho mujhay….kuch to boliyeh na…..

She felt weird talking like that to herself….and at the same time was shivering for some odd reason….

she quickly hung up and tried to calm herself down.

Geet-u crazy girl, it could have been the wind on the call...and u crazy thinkin of someone breathing….jhalli…...as it is London and India there is a time difference na, if it is Maan he shall back again.

She looked at her phone sighing, thinking of Maan…..she held the phone close to her heart thinking that Maan would call, as once again she went into her beautiful sleep, where she would meet her Maan.

Back to the stalker….

He cringed in pain….anger…..as he threw his phone down on the floor…..he laughed and howled at the same time….

Stalker-Maannn……(screams like a Maniac) main usay kitna pyar karta hoon….aur woh sirf uska naam leti hai……..(he calms down as though nothing was wrong) koi baat nahin (he looked at Geet's pics in a psychotic way) main usko bhi tumhare dil se nikal dunga. Tum sirf meri ho….(he walked up to large blown up picture on his wall) …..aur kuch dino ke baad tumhare dil main…..tumhare lafzon main (he was caressing her Lips) sirf mera naam hoga.