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CHAPTER-33(FOOTPRINTS ON THE SAND)

"A moment lasts all of a second, but the memory lives on forever."

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True love it comes_________
Making footprints on the soul and heart.
Securing paths through this world of woe.
Desperately struggling never to be apart..

Footprints of love make the heart stronger.
Fate causes others to drift far away.

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Geet knocked and entered MSK's cabin.

Adi started to tell her that they should now plan something for Sasha, Geet heard everything with half a ear, her complete attention held firm within Maan's eyes. The moment she entered Maan couldn't take his eyes off her. The room which till then had been nothing to be taken into account for, suddenly seemed more brighter and better.

Geet couldn't break their eye contact. A wealth of emotions in Maan's eyes were holding her captive.

LOVE so stark and clear seemed to leap out and engulf her. An answering need to express and share became so great in her that she had to pull all her will power to make herself break the eye contact and pay attention to what Adi was telling her.

Maan realised for the first time how much he had missed seeing her without the tension surrounding them for the past couple of months. Her eyes were reverberated on his face, expressing her love so clearly for him to see. He wondered how he could have thought she could stop loving. He tried to focus in on what Adi and Geet were talking about but try as he might his attention was diverted whenever Geet shook her head and set her curls dancing, or when she smiled at something that Adi had said.

when he missed his cue to answer to something for the second time and Adi again started to give him very concerned looks, Maan decided that he had to talk to Geet alone and that too right now!

Geet had been holding her composer and her attention very firmly together for the past half an hour. She was very much aware how Maan Sir had been either staring at her or had brooded down to look at some files that he had on his desk. A thrill ran down her as she realized that the man who could sense anyone standing behind him even without turning, was now so distracted that he had not heard what Adi had asked him, twice. And she was the reason. A smile tugged at her lips with the glow that her heart acknowledged with this knowledge_______ Maan Sir loved her!

She could sense his impatience even while sitting with the desk between them.

"Adi could you run down to the accounts deptt. and see that they hurry up with the budget file for our project. They are so very slack here. I am fed up with these people here and I will need that information for our meeting this evening."

"Yes Sir, right away, Geet think about what I said and devise something around it. You know perfectly well why she had done that." And Adi went out of the cabin.

The moment Adi left the room, silence prevailed. Geet had her head down over a notepad that she had been scrolling on. She knew he was watching her and yet she didn't look up.

"Mere taraf nahi dekhogi Geet?" Maan asked softly.

Geet raised her eyes and looked at him and felt herself burn from the scorching heat of his eyes. She opened her mouth to breathe through her lips.

She jumped up, "I need to go and finish the drawings of the interiors for the children's ward." But with her Maan too stood up. He slowly came around the desk and as Geet made to circle around him she felt a tug on her duppatta. Maan held her rooted on the spot, holding on to her duppatta. Slowly and slowly he pulled her towards him and trapped her between the desk and himself.

"Maan Sir, anyone can walk in_________"

Maan put a finger on her lips to silence her.

"Let the world be Geet, I don't care. It seems like a dream to have you here with me. So much has changed since yesterday morning and yet we haven't spoken to each other what we desperately want to say to one another. I know my heart is bursting with the need to spend hours to just look at you and then some more to just talk to you and then even more to just hold you. We have lost so much time with these misunderstandings, I want to make up for it to you. Once I had thought that I could never love anyone ever again, but then you came into my life and changed everything. I should have known when I started to depend on you for everything, that you weren't just a fling. But I was blind and stubborn. That day when you first told me you loved me, my heart had tripped and I thought it was just annoyance and amusement to hear you say so. But in reality my heart had wanted to let me know it too loved you, sorry, I was slow to realize my own love and you had to suffer." He cupped her face in his palm______________

"I love you Geet. Now that I have realized it, I cant stop myself from wanting to say it to you again and again. Can you tell me those words again?"

Geet was overcome with such a heartfelt confession from Maan. Her Maan Sir a man of so few words was today in reality baring his heart out to her. She raised her palm and held his face. When she realized what she was doing, she blushed and drew her hand back; Maan caught her hand and softly kissed her knuckles.

" I love you Maan Sir, with everything I am, with all the love I am capable of."

"Geet I want to do everything that I had not done in Delhi. I want to tell you everything from my past so that if ever I do something wrong again, you will understand me and reform me again. Just never go away from me Geet, I cant seem to be able to survive without you. I am only half of what I am without you in my life."

"ahhem'ahem!" a very embarrassed and blushing Adi stood at the door looking for a crack to slink in.

Geet had jolted with Adi's cough and wanted to remove her hands from Maan's grip, but Maan didn't let go.

"Come in Adi."

Adi had just heard a very important news and he wanted to share it with both Maan Sir and Geet and so without a second thought in his head he had barged in without knocking. He was deeply embarrassed to have invaded into something so private, but his heart was glad with the scene he had just witnessed.

"I am sorry Maan Sir, I should have knocked."

"Its ok Adi, you. What is it?"

Adi still went on looking at both of them with an expectant look.

"ADI!"

"y-ye'ye-yes Maan Sir!"

"The important news?"

"Yes, the important news_________ No, sir, can I ask you something first?"

Maan smiled and looked at Geet and she gave a very small nod.

"Yes Adi, you can ask anything, you are entitled to."

"Is everything ok now?" he again looked at both of them for confirmation what he already knew at heart after seeing them together.

Maan bought both of Geet's hands which he was holding, close to his chest and looked deep into her eyes and said,

"Yes, Adi, everything is alright now. Geet has forgiven me and God has given me the greatest gift that she still loves me after all that had happened."

"I told you so!" Adi caroused totally forgetting himself for a second and then he sheepishly looked at MSK to see if he had overstepped his boundaries.

And both Maan and Geet smiled at him.

"Now for the news?"

"Yes, Maan Sir, I just now spoke with Pinky and she told me Sasha is coming to Kolkata with the pretext of signing some papers. She had been trying to come up with some excuse for some weeks to come here."

"Sasha is coming here? Good! It saves us the need to think of something else to bring her here. Now I have already though of something. Listen carefully both of you, and Geet tell me whether it is ok?"

Maan outlined the plan and both Adi and Geet agreed that it was a brilliant one.

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Later in the evening during the meeting, Adi very discreetly slid a piece of paper towards Geet on it was written_________ 'Dinner?'

Geet looked up to see Maan looking directly at her with the question in his eyes. She shook her head to signal 'NO'. he put up a pleading face which made her giggle.

The next note came with the message, "I am very hungry, but I won't eat if you don't come with me."

"How can I come? What will I say to Ved?" Geet wrote back.

"Tell him the truth."

"No Way, not now, they all hate you, so first I have to make them understand, so not tonight."

"PLEASE-----."

"Will you tell me about Sameera tonight?"

"Whatever you say."

"Ok, then fine, I will see what I can do."

After the meeting Geet made some excuse to Ved about staying back at the office to do some additional work and Adi vouched for it saying he would drop off Geet after she finished her work.

Maan took her at a very upscale restaurant and there on the dint of the Khurana name, they were shown to a secluded spot to give them some privacy.

Geet didn't prompt Maan to tell her as she knew he would do so whenever he felt comfortable . Maan had never disclosed this part of his life to anyone other than his Dadima, but he wanted to tell her everything so that no more secrets or misunderstandings could ever mar their relationship.

After their starters arrived Maan took Geet's hand in his and said, "Whatever I am going to tell you, you might not like it. I have never told this to anyone other than my Dadima. Just don't hate me Geet after listening to this."

Geet opened her mouth to say something, but Maan silenced her saying , "First hear me out."

"I had just come back after completing my studies and I met Sameera at one of the parties thrown in by my friends. She was very beautiful, confident girl and we hit it off after a couple more meetings. She used to hang on to every word that I uttered and I too liked having her around me. As time lapsed I fell in love with her and even told her so. She also told me that she loved me. It was at Dadima's birthday party that I first brought her to my home, to Khurana mansion. As I fully intended to marry her one day, I wanted her to meet my family. There I introduced her to everyone from my family and almost everyone liked her.

Sameera was studying Business Administration and I fully intended to have her come and work with KC. I put forward the idea to my Dadima who was looking after the business then and she asked me to give it some time as she had yet not received her degree.

Sameera too wanted to come and work with me, but then I explained to her that KC belongs to Savitri Devi and that I am yet to get the reins to the empire. I explained to her how Dadima wanted her to get her degree and to wait for the appropriate time to come. This became a point on which we started having our fights. Whenever we had a fight she would ask me why even though I was the rightful owner I wasn't yet the MD of KC. I tried to explain to her why Dadima wanted me to start working from the lower rung of the ladder so that I may know the complete business inside out before stepping into my father's shoes. Our fights were mostly on the same topic as to when I would become the MD, or when I would have an even better position than that I was holding in the company. She would point out how other members from my family were holding far better positions then me.

Sameera was by nature very impatient and at times her anger got the better of her. Whenever something like that happened and we had a spat, afterwards she would be so submissive, loving and so affectionate that I could never stay angry with her. She loved to flaunt the fact that I was to be the next owner of KC. I tried to stop her but then she would tell me it is the truth, so what if she was saying something before it had happened, it will eventually be so. I loved her so much that I accepted this thinking that every person has one or the other folly in their nature and high flying was that of Sameera."

Maan paused and Geet understood that something very bad was about to come up now. She gripped his hand more strongly. Maan turned their palms together and laced his fingers with that of hers. Focusing on the reality and warmth of Geet's hand in his to chase away the cold memories that still had the power to hurt him.

"One day she came to the office, to my cabin in tears. I got concerned and then she said that she was pregnant and that she didn't know what to do now. I didn't have a single doubt in my mind that the baby was mine. I told her that we will marry immediately . I was elated off course. I wanted her and the child and the life that I imagined I would have with her and I went to share this information with my Dadima. She too was very happy. She hadn't liked Sameera at first, but when I told her that I loved her and intended to marry her anyway and that she would be getting a great grandchild too, she too agreed and was very happy."

Maan closed his eyes for a second then, his throat felt dry and when he opened his eyes he found Geet holding a glass of water with her other hand towards him. He drank, but couldn't wash away the bitter taste brought along with the memories. He could still see it, still feel it, every moment, every gesture.

"It was a Sunday, I was about to go for my flying lessons when the doorbell rang and my sister Anwesha came in. she was weeping, trembling and very pale. She too was pregnant, but a little further along, just showing, so I was instantly worried at the state she was in. she clung to me, sobbing and sobbing and after much asking she told me that her husband was having an affair."

Maan's voice changed then, darkened, flattened as did his eyes.

"She told me that she'd gone to a pregnancy session and then as they had finished an hour early, she had come back home and there she found her husband and a woman in her bed. Her own bed."

"How horrible, for her." Geet felt her heart go out to the girl.

"How awful for your sister. She must have----------." Geet trailed off as it clicked. Geet covered her mouth with her hands, her eyes huge_______

" Oh God, Oh my God, Sameera?"

"I introduced them for the first time at my Dadima's party. I had brought her to my home. A woman so calculating, who can play a man brilliantly, all for money, for power, for the possibilities? She wanted to stop Anwesha from telling me the truth and so she followed her to my home and there as Anwesha saw her she rushed out of the home and drove herself to her death in a road accident and all because I couldn't recognize what a calculating woman I was bringing into my family. That day I lost my sister and my trust in love and relationships. If only I wouldn't have brought her home, if only I hadn't introduced them then might be today my sister would have been alive."

Maan dropped his head on his palms.

Geet went to him then.

"You have been carrying a guilt so huge for no fault of yours Maan and I know your sister would also agree to it if she would have been here. How could you have known what Sameera was made up of? If you want to blame someone then blame your sister's husband who is the culprit here to have had such an affair, even though he was married and was about have a child. How can you blame yourself. You loved with an open heart and that can never be a reason for anyone's guilt."

Maan turned his head and encircled her waist with his hands and laid his head on her. Geet stood like that running her fingers in his hair, looking down on his head. After some time Maan realized that he felt lighter. The guilt that he had carried round on his shoulders had intensified with the thought that Geet too would think him to be the cause of his sister's death, but she had been so understanding. Her love like the waves of ocean had washed away the footprints of guilt on the sands of his mind and heart leaving behind her imprints which were there to stay. The feeling was glorious. He felt lighter after years of inner suffering.

The waiter came back and Geet reluctantly walked back to sit on her chair.

" You know my greatest failure is I haven't been able to seek justice for my sister as there is no law yet punish such type of criminals."

Geet wanted to know what had happened to the baby but didn't dare ask Maan sir for fear that she would hurt him more.

"She aborted the baby after Anvesha died saying as she knew I won't marry her now, she didn't want to carry the responsibility any more."

Geet's heart went out to the young Maan who had suffered so much for the betrayal of one single person. He had lost not just his sister, but his baby, his trust and his dreams for the future that he had seen. That experience had created the man who was Maan Singh Khurana, the unrivalled business tycoon. Looking at Maan now she thanked God that even though he had faced so much pain he still loved her enough to have shared with her something that has the power to still hurt him.

The magnitude of MSK's love was not lost to her. She thanked God for this gift that he had granted her.

"Your Sister's husband was Mr.R.K.Mitthal?"

Maan nodded. He was astounded with the depth of Geet's understanding. Without being told she had added two and two together and come up with the right answer.

" And so losing out to his company that day had made you so angry."

"Yeah, he had apologized after the incident as if asking forgiveness can ever make everything alright, the inability to punish him is still a sore throne in my mind."

When they came out of the restaurant Maan turned and said, "dinner tomorrow?"

Geet looked at his face, traces of the pain still lingered there and she thought something to herself.

"No, but if you trust me I can suggest something that I had desperately wanted to do with you in Delhi."

"Tell me what is it?"

"First you have to promise me you will not back out of it after I tell you. Promise?"

"O.K. I promise."

"O.K. then bye for now!"

"Hey when are you going to tell me your wish?"

"Tomorrow!"

Geet started to hail a taxi, but Maan caught hold of her hand and made her get in his car.

"O.K. fine, but I will drop you off."

The confines of the car brought along a wave of longing for Geet. The car seemed to shrink in size with him sitting beside her, radiating heat. She fully expected Maan to make some sort of move or try to kiss her, but he remained the perfect date and delivered her to her doorstep without even holding her hand. Geet was very puzzled. Maan's eyes and his attitude were giving her two different signals.

She didn't know what to make of him and smiled let tomorrow come let's see what he thought of her wish.

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Here's Chapter-33, now get to work everyone and give me loads of likes and comments.

Some memories are like footprints which wait for the sweet wave of love for them to be washed away for fresh prints to form on the damp sands...

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