Part- 1
Geet turned restlessly on her bed. It is almost midnight 1:00am. Still she didn't sleep…her sleep not nearing to her eyes. maan rushing in her memory. she hugged her pillow tightly "maan when will you back. Really I am tired..when you will be back…."her expectance for him is not ending.
She is not waiting for him from today, not a week, not a months, not a year…from eleven years she is waiting for him. her sole is for him, she made for him, her bhabhaji send her only for maan. ..but where is he…why you are not coming in front of me….maan pls jaldi ajana…mey bahuth tag gayi…mere choti si galthi ke liye ithana bada saza math dena…."she buried her face in pillow.
Geet confirmed that she couldn't sleep any more. She went to near her wardrobe. She opened it…maan cloths were neatly hanging in wardrobe. Each and every cloths were almost eleven years old. But all are washed and ironed like new cloths. She is taken one shirt in her hand and inhaled it…still maan flavor is present in that shirt. She remove her top and wearied his shirt. Now she got a feel that his presence covered her.
She opened her laptop. She started to have a look on her child wood photos. Each and every photo is digging her memories. She can feel that all those incidents were happened like yesterday . she smiled in pale…she is taken his taveez which is placed in her secret drawer. Yes while maan separating from her, he returned her taveez to her… don't know why she couldn't cry. Its seems all are tears were dried in her eyes it self. she want to pour her pain by crying…but..many times she tried to cry but finally she will be failed. Her pain is becoming solid and eating her inside.
"maan kaha ho tum…." ….she saw the watch. Its going to be early morning 5.00am. she ran to wash room. She dressed within 10 minutes. She got a call from cab driver. She rushed to catch her cab.
Yes she is living in Bangalore. Staying alone in apartment. No one her remained with her….she cut all her relations bcoz of maan. she had a beautiful family. In her family there is her darji, mama, papa, brij bhai, arjun bhai and lucky. she is a prince of handa mansion in delhi, but why they all went from her far….
She sat in cab . meera smiled at her…"hi geet.." geet smiled. Meera knows very well she won't speak much with anybody. Both are working in wipro technologies from lost four years. Still geet remains mystery for her. She had a contact with only with meera. Even meera watching her from lost four years. Geet behavior seems little strange…she won't enjoy her weekends, she won't attend any official parties . she won't attend any functions. Even her dressing sense also not improved. She remained same like old geet. she wear only traditional dresses. It made her funny thing for others some times…. But she won't care……she is walking in her way. No one can cross her path. She is a brilliant…. just for twenty five years she achieved many things in her prophetinal life. she is now . she is not wasting single second. Each and every movement she working or either reading books. She is a seiner technician in wipro technologies. Her superiors had a different respect on her…some of them try to knock her heart door but no one succeed.
After her working hours she go to college. She is a final year student of engineering. She is specialized in software. This is her dream she is the top scorer of every year.
Meera knows her from four years…till today she didn't seen her parents or any other family members. Staying alone in her apartment don't know how she will spend her time. many times she looks like a big mystery. Once she entered her work place she is become a robot. Without time sense she can work.
At night geet reached home at 10.00pm. she went to kitchen and cooked some pasta and coffee as usual. Yes she forget to taste other dishes after maan left her... After her maan left her only she ate pasta and coffee which is favorite to her maan and which is non favorite to her before eleven years.
Today is her twenty fifth year birthday. Without her maan she didn't celebrated her birthday all these days….today there is a strong trust in her mind that he will come today. This is not first time she is waiting for him from past eleven years in same confident each day she wait for him.
Her mornings start from expecting him and nights end from another new hope that she can meet him on next day.
Some how she spend her time reading books till midnight .clock needles were about to gather for 12.00am there is a doorbell out side. Geet rushed out expecting her maan. she didn't confirm that looking out at window and she didn't scare to open a door being girl that to in midnight.
She froze after opening door. her maan is standing in front of her door… she waited for him for eleven year finally she succeeded. He spread his arms and welcomed her to his arms. Geet still didn't wake from her trance. Maan grabbed her to his arms. Now geet hugged him tightly. "oh maan…"she couldn't speak much…her eyes started to flow tears after eleven years…her lips widened with a big smile which she stopped to smile before eleven years.
Both of them hugged each other tightly where even air couldn't enter between them….both are not willing to broke their hug. They didn't care for others….after a long time geet invited him in breaking his hug.
She is become dumbfounded….again and again her eyes were scanning him from top to toe…how much he changed….his face become more rough and his eyes were sharp and shining like black diamonds. Her eyes stuck on his broad chest, yes his chest is more majuscules and broad compare to before…. Where she can hide her entire body in his….
"geet …wish you a happy birthday….."geet smiled….finally she heard his wishes. Her mama, papa…her brothers , specially her darji and dadima how much they convinced her that he is dead but geet didn't agreed …her mind not accepted that he is dead….finally her trust become true. Today he is in front of her….wishing her birthday.
"maan…" her voice is trembling. Its too tough to digest her happiness. she hugged him tightly again. Maan understood….she is become speech less…her hands were moving all over his body. she is kissing him again and again. She is hugging him again and again….she is not letting him to breath….she found the treasure in the name of maan singh khurana in front of her……once her gaze moved to top …she shown her thumb to her bhabhaji "…bhabhaji I am the winner…."she smiled….she cried…."…but thanks for giving him…again…"
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