Maan sat in his office spinning the paper weight in his hand. Two days has been passed and he made sure that Pammi suffered each day seeing her son's health. Nothing pleased him more but it wasn't enough. He wanted more. He relaxed back in the chair as he dialed the phone.
Maan: Hello...what is the update? (he listened to the doctor while smirking. Apparently, Pammi was begging the doctors to make her son feel better...that is what he wanted to hear..) hmm start giving him the right medication...ohh and make sure the medications are expensive. Overcharge if you have to.
He hangs up the phone..."I want you to come to me again..."You reap what you sow..." He closes his eyes thinking of his mothers death...her looking at him with no hope in her eyes..only sadness...her screaming as she fell down the stairs...the pain in her eyes when she knew the baby died...He opens his eyes with fast breathing...he runs his fingers through his hair in frustration...
He gets up from the table and takes out darts...he looks ahead..a dart board with Pammi and Dev's picture...he throws the dart hitting them both...Dev...he was his main target..his pathway to Pammi..to cause her pain and suffering like he did...but still the his revenge wont be completed...one person was missing..one person he couldn't get his hands on..but he will wait for that day too..he will wait..he waited all these years to get to Pammi so why not little bit more...he smirks...
As Maan was going home, he stopped in front of a building. It was the same building where he had come before. He stops and stares at it once in a while...The police station. His hands itched to go see him in there..He wanted to see how he was doing...
No not to feel bad for him but to give himself satisfaction that he truly is suffering in there but can't...he doesn't know why..his mind and body stops mid-way...Does he really want to see him suffer? Yes, Yes he does. He killed his own kid and wife with his own hands..he starts the car..."one day we will meet...papa..." He says the last word with hatred...as he drove away with one final glace toward the building.
Maan reaches home and saw Geet waiting for him at the dinner table. She stands up and looks at him as he approaches her...
Maan: Did you eat?
Geet: Woh I was waiting for you.
Maan: I am not hungry. You can eat.
He leaves from there...Geet looks at him going upstairs. She tells Nakul to put the food away and goes upstairs to the bedroom. She didn't know why she wasn't hungry when he wasnt? Why she is always feeling restless when he is not home. Why does she wish to see him, hear his voice everyday. Why her day feels so incomplete without him?
She sat in the room waiting for him to come but he never did. Soon enough she dozed off. In the middle of the night, she woke up in a jerk. She looks to her left and saw no Maan. She got off the bed to look for him. His study room was empty. She heard some noises coming from the terrace. She walked toward it and was shocked to see Maan doing his exercise vigorously.
It seemed like he was in a trace as he moved around the room kicking, punching the boxing bag. It pained her to see him like that. Why is he so angry? What is he thinking? She saw him break ice block with his bare hands with anger...his hand was bleeding but he didn't care...
Maan couldn't get his past out of his head...it was all coming back to him...he wanted to forget but couldn't...his mother..her last words...replayed again and again in his head...he bends toward his mother as she whispered in his ear..."Your papa and Pammi..diary in the room..." He looks at her shocked..and then she said the final words...that broke everything.."your Pari is no more..." He kicked the boxing bag in anger until it broke. Geet came running in holding his hands..she looked at them with tears...he comes out of his past and looks at Geet crying...he was about to wipe away her tears when she stops him.
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With stabs in my back
i grow weary
crimson tears of betrayal .
lies are deadly
people are crushed
innocents hurt
for the selfish and greed
Head games ripping flesh
hearts that knew love
now empty
never to mend
power trips
ego boast for the insecure
Fake words
false love , hidden motives
gutton for praise
from anywhere
cry wolf too many times
no one listens
i hear no more
i have closed the tunnel
no light
no sound
only pain
i am now numb to it all
Geet: Don't...if I don't have any rights to know about your past then you don't have the rights to wipe away the pain caused by you either.
Maan: Why does it pain you to see me in pain?
Geet: No it doesn't pain me...(Maan pulls her closer...holding her by the waist with one hand..while he brings his bloody hand in front of her. She looks at the hand..)
Maan: So it doesn't pain you to see this?
Geet; NO it doesn't...(She tried to get out of his grip...he lets her go...)
Maan: You know what this is Geet? (he looks at his bloody hand..) this is a dirty blood that runs inside me...(she looks at him shocked) I hate this blood...I hate the very person whose blood runs through my body..I want to take it out...(he says with anger and pain...) It doesn't hurt me...it makes me happy to see this blood slowly dripping away from my body. (he looks at her...she stood there numb) If it doesn't hurt me then why does it hurt you?
Geet: Same reason it hurts you to see me in pain
Maan: What reason would that be? (He stands before her..looking straight into her eyes...)
Geet: I...
Maan: Are you falling in love with this Shetan? (he looks at her with a smirk and pulls her closer...caressing her face...)
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