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Originally posted by: ursrithika
EXCELLENT... that's the word which cme to my mind, when I read the intro... Just today, I started with your FF. I was waiting to turn more than 5 parts, so that i can read it in one go... I will post my views and comments, after reading the FF...
Sorry for the late ... but ending of GHSP made me so upset that I couldn't concentrate in my writing...
*This update is dedicated to my muse MAANEET... coz without them Mrityunjai won't be possible
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Part 8: Ek Boond Ishqiyan
It was the most colorful day of the year. It was Holi. It was the one day which was fully celebrated by the Devdasis of the temple. They all decorated the temple, they sing, they dance, they played with color'. It was their day, their celebration. Geet so much wanted to take part in this celebration but couldn't. No, not for Devdutt but for her own ego. Actually she was detached from the other Devdasis from the first day here. So she used to feel uncomfortable. This year she decided to throw away all hesitation and join them. She went to the room where all the Devdasis were planning for the upcoming Holi.
"Can I join you in this year Holi? I want to participate in the celebration."
Everybody was surprised but they agreed. In just one or two days she managed to be friendly with them. Other girls thought snob and arrogant Geetasri has became sweet Geet all of sudden butt couldn't recognize that the reason of her 'sudden' change was love.
Geetasri discovered there is a thing called girly gossip. She was amused to see how someone will disclose a secret to her and would say "Don't tell it to anybody it's a secret." And then someone else will also say the same thing with the same tag line ssshhh don't tell it to anyone haan' it's a secret. At the end of the day she will see everybody knows 'The Secret.' It was fun. She would know how one of them has a crush on a local guy or some one has an affair with a devotee here. Some of them even has interest on Devdutt ji too' chii' yes he is handsome but crush on Devdutt ji no way. But one thing annoyed her like hell. Most of them have a special interest on Maan.
"You know Geetasri it's very unfortunate that you didn't get a chance to become his model. I have never seen such a handsome man in my life."
Then some will say, "but he wouldn't look at anybody or talk to any one of us." It made Geet a little happy but again she would be infuriated when she heard, " but now he talks to us, asks about our life, our likes dislikes."
'huh itna kuch janne ka kya zarurat hai. Kabhi mujhse to nahi pucha .. he never asked me what I like, what I dislike.' She thought.
The rehearsal for Holi program was going on. Girls were practicing one Radha Krishna act where Radha was expressing her jealousy and anger on Krishna.
Madhuban mein jo Kanhaiya kisi gopi se mileKabhi muskaaye, kabhi chhede, kabhi baat kareRadha kaise na jale, Radha kaise na jaleAag tan mann mein lageRadha kaise na jale, Radha kaise na jale
And Geetasri was listening all these sitting there making some garlands with other girls. All the girls were shamelessly telling about how they like to drool on Maanendra's bare body while posing as his model. They don't know how Geet wanted to blind fold them for lifetime. She was fuming in anger but couldn't express it in front of anyone. It feels very strange how a ordinary girl of a not so known temple shares her feelings with an epic character. Actually whatever they are both are women in love, possessiveness and jealousy can't be avoided. And look at the men here so easily they utter this,
Gopiyaan aani jaani hain, Radha to mann ki rani hai Huh... Geetasri made an excuse and left the place.
She went to her Thammi's place. In these days Geet visited Thammi almost every day. There was something she couldn't share with any one but this old woman used to understand her silence.
"meri ek baat maanegi?? Ekbar usse milwaegi mujhse?" Old woman asked.
"Aap miloge usse?" Geet was excited. "Haan kyun nahi' zaroor milwaungi"
"Par soch le agar wo tujhe chodke mere pass aa jaye to?? Waisebhi maine usse dekha hai' roz ghur ghur ke mujhe dekhte rehte hai." Old woman laughed.
"Thammi aap bhi na ' kuch bhi kehte rehte hai." Geet made a face first and then laughed.
"why? Don't you believe me? I have seen him from this window. Roz wohape khade hokar wo mujhe dekhta hai. He is very handsome I must say. Mujhe bhi wo bohut pasand hai' wheat like skin tone, sculpture like body'"
Geet stopped her, "bass thammi bohot ho gaya' you seems to have a crush on Maan."
"And it seems that you are possessive about Maan'. natni" Old woman squished Geet's cheek.
Geet was going to the rehearsal hall she discovered Maan standing in front of uglies again, observing them. 'Don't know what he see in this stony women' she thought. 'Oh,
This place is visible from Thammi's room' now I know how she knows him.'
"Aisa bhi kya hai issme?? Why you always admire those figures?"
"oh Geet you know this sculptures are very similar to the sculptures my guruji made in south. He was very old when I met him but I have seen some of his old works there. He told me he worked here in Orissa, I was wondering'"
Geet cut him in midway, "will talk to you later, first come with me' I want you to meet someone."
She hold his hand and dragged him inside Thammi's room.
"Thammi dekho tumhara Maan ko leke ayi hoon' now ask whatever you want to ask."
Maanendra was startled by the sudden actions but after entering the room he was all silent. The old woman had an aura that he couldn't move his gaze from her. Thammi dragged Geetasri closer, "Dekha natni' how he is staring at me. Be aware ' abhi se samhal apne Maan ko nahi to koi or gopi ke sath bhag jayega."
Geet was all scarlet as thammi said it in front of Maan. She rolled her eyes. Maanendra smiled, "Thammi you are really beautiful."
"Thank you young man. Thank you for telling it in front of this girl. She thinks I am ugly and she is the only beautiful girl here."
"When did I say that you are ugly huh?" Geet's reaction came promptly as she strongly opposed Thammi keeping her hands on her waist.
"waise thammi you look better than her." Maan smirked. Geet disliked the statement but gave a toothy smile to prove it doesn't bother her. "But you know what I think I have seen you before. Your eyes are much known to me."
" see I told you your Maan use to stare at me everyday. Now you believe me na? So not only me it seems your Maan also have a crush on me. From today we two are sautan haan natni what say."
Maanendra started laughing in this old lady's joke but poor Geetasri was so ashamed that she ran way from there.
Geetasri stopped in front of the rehearsal hall. She was panting when two girls pulled her inside.
"Geetasri change your dress and wear this." They gave them their traditional dress which includes a small piece of cloth to wear as corset and a sari which they used to wear like dhoti.
"But why? What's wrong with my lehenga choli?"
"don't ask anything just do it. We have something to show you...hurry up"
Geetasri changed her dress without protesting. She used to feel little bit odd in these kind of dress, so she put on her dupatta with it. She entered the hall. A girl was doing some act and all were laughing. "Geetasri you stand there in the right posture among those girls." Geetasri noticed two girls were standing in a dancing posture. She couldn't understand anything. The girl said again, "go and stand there and remove dupatta and corset."
"what?" Geetasri was shocked.
"Geetasri don't be afraid, she is just mimicking that sculptor. You don't have to do it. Just enjoy it." Another girl told her.
This answer made her angrier. She bit her lower lip to control her anger. The girl who was mimicking Maanendra went on with her act. She went to Geet, "uh Geetasri your posture is not right." She hold Geet by her waist "stand like this, your curves should be vividly visible."
It was enough. She just rushed away from the hall. She was feeling like she will cry in any time. She had a lump in her throat. She went to Thammi's room' "Maan kaha hai thammi?"
"wo to chala gaya hai."
Geet didn't wait for a moment and went to Maan's place. Maanendra was not in his hut but he was standing near the river bank. Geet was finding it hard to control her tears.
"look at sky Geet' dark clouds are covering it. I think its going to rain' its so odd but nice too' its nt seasonal rain but a special one."
"I hate you Maan' you are a pervert, you are a flirt, you flirt with all the girls here' hai na?" Geet uttered it in a heavy voice.
Maan was shocked at first but smiled at her innocent query. "Geet tumhe aisa lagta hai? You really think I am a pervert" He replied playfully.
"I know you are. You touch them, flirt with them."
Maan decreased the distance between them. Geet could feel his warm breath on her face. His hands were not touching her but she felt he touched her with all his presence. a faint smile in the corner of his leaps made her shiver. He made her chin up with his finger and their eyes met. His deep eyes locked her gaze on him and spoke in a flirty way .
"Listen, O lovely lady
Cease your anger
I promise by golden pitches of your breasts
And by your necklace snake
Which now I gather in my hands
If ever I touch anyone but you
May your necklace bite me;
And if my words do not ring true,
Punish me as I desire.
Bind me in your arms, bruise me with your thighs
Choke my heart with your milk-swollen breasts
Lock me day and night in the prison of your heart. "
"You never asked me to be your model or you never touched me like them." Oh no why it always happen with her. She always realized she has said something wrong just after uttering it. Now she knows the handsome men standing in front of him is smirking and his eyes are giving the most mischievous looks. "and if they are only objects then why you talk to them, ask them about their life."
"Coz you told me to do so." Maan answered innocently. "you told me that I make only dolls coz I don't understand human emotions. That's why I started to talk with them, tried to know them better."
Geet's eyes failed to control her tears any more. How insensitive this man is. How easily he made her responsible for everything. She just wanted to go away from the place but a strong arm caught her by her wrist and pulled her. She tried to get free from his tight hold but Maan was way too stronger than her.
"Geet listen to me.. look at me Geet." Geet stopped wriggling. Maan cupped her face with his hands, " Geet I never asked you to be my model coz you are my muse. You are the inspiration of my art, you are my art Geet. Everytime I have tried to create something I have created you. You are my inspiration...you are my passion ... you are my creation...without you my works are mere stone, you give life to them...I curve only the figures you bring the passion in them. Geet you are the one who used to live in my imagination. First day when I saw you I thought I have seen my muse in front of me now it will be easy to give my imagination a figure. But it became more difficult. You were always here in front of my eyes but still inaccessible. So near yet so far"
Maan paused for a moment. His hands were not in the same place any more. He moved his fingers in her hair. His eyes were seeking something in her eyes. Geet was melting in his warmth when rain started. Usually water helps to seize the fire but here it only infuriated the fire that was smoldering inside these man and woman. "Geet I am sinking in you... be my bacon and save me... let me touch you... let your self touch me ... let me be loved by my muse and make me a complete artist."
Geet was all silent. She didn't understand what Maan said but she felt everything that Maan didn't tell. She was drenched both from inside and outside. An unspoken desire made her shiver once again. In a moment Maan claimed her lips with his. He strengthens his grip over her locks, tilted her face a little and kissed her hungrily. Geet couldn't understand how to react. Before she could understand, she felt Maan's teeth bite her lips and his tongue started to devour her mouth. Geet gave him all the access. She was enjoying this hungry attack. She didn't know how to kiss him back but she knew how to surrender.
For Maan she was his muse, inspiration, imagination but for Geet Maan was her life' or even more than that' he was the one for whom she can sacrifice her share of heaven. And it was the first time she was experiencing the touch of her love. Maan's hand was going down gradually caressing her ear, her shoulder, her torso, midriff and it finally landed on her waist. He pulled her closer. His firm hold made her moun by his name. "Maan" she whispered and made him crazier. He trailed down kisses on her chin, throat and her collar bone. He tilted Geet a little more and started removing her wet dupatta. Geet realized her upper body is almost naked now and his leaps are touching her cleavage now. Unable to take his killer passion she shoved him and tried free herself but Maan caught her dupatta. She was not left with other option but to leave the dupatta and run away. It was still raining heavily. She stopped near Maan's hut and started panting. A faint sound was coming from the temple. Some one was singing there'
[the song : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4OOlu7gUTYA]
Ruth Aa Gayi Re Ruth Chhaa Gayi Re
Ruth Aa Gayi Re Ruth Chhaa Gayi Re
Peeli Peeli Sarson Phoole Peele Peele Patte Jhoome
Peehu Peehu Papiya Bole Chal Baag Mein
Dhamak Dhamak Dholak Baaje Chhanak Chhanak Paayal Chhanke
Khanak Khanak Kangna Bole Chal Baag Mein
Chunri Jo Teri Udti Hai Ud Jaane De
Bindiya Jo Teri Girti Hai Gir Jaane De
Chunri Jo Teri Udti Hai Ud Jaane De
Bindiya Jo Teri Girti Hai Gir Jaane De
Geet felt someone's slender fingers are stroking her back in a perfect symphony. She knows who is it. She closed her eyes in pleasure. Maan kissed on her nape softly and in a moment bite the same place. Before she could moan Maan turned her round with a jerk. He clutched her left thigh and put it around his thigh and put one of his hands on her heap and another around her neck. Geet was imprisoned in his embrace under his strong grip. The only thing she could think that she has seen this same posture in a sculpture made by Maan. Maan observed her fragile form. She was drenched. Her beautifully curved belly could be seen clearly. Only a piece of cloth was preventing him to consume the beauty of her womanly assets which were dwelling under that cover. Though that sodden fabric was unable to hide her curves properly and her buds could be seen through it Maanendea couldn't bare that little barrier. He turned his gaze again into her eyes for seeking permission.
"Swelling breasts, hard, like golden cups.
Those wanton glances have stolen my heart,
O beautiful one, protest no longer.
I am eagr as a bee, let me take your honey.
Darling, I beg you, holding your hands,
Do not be cruel, have pity on me.
I shall say that again and again,
No more can I suffer suffer the agony of love."
Tu Jab Yoon Sajti Hai Ek Jhoom Machti Hai
Saari Galiyon Mein Saare Baazaar Mein
Aanchal Basanti Hai Usmein Se Chhanti Hai
Jo Maine Pooji Hai Moorat Pyaar Mein
Jaane Kaisi Hai Ye Dori
Jisse Bandha Hoon Main Gori
Tere Neinon Ne Meri Neendein Ki Karli Hai Chori
Maan's beautiful eyes changed their color ..they became calm. He was holding his Goddes, his muse, his woman in his hand. He kept his right hand on her left breast. Geet felt her concealed body part is unveiled in front of Maan now and he was touching it tenderly.
"Geet open your eyes ... look into my eyes.. see how beautiful you are.. don't be afraid ... don't be ashamed ... just look into me."
His voice had such an impact on her that she was compelled to open them. She look at him. He was looking deep into her. For a moment she became hypnotized but then remembered her half nude form. Instantly she tried to cover it with her hands but Maan nodded in negative and his unspoken request stopped her. Maan smiled.
"Geet you are beautiful' more beautiful than any one else ' even more than your thammi." He smiled as well as Geet. "and trust me I never touched anyone like I touched you." He said in a loving voice.
Geet couldn't take it any more. She hugged him tightly and lost herself in his embrace. Next day everywhere everyone will celebrate Holi but for Geetasri her Holi was done. Today she has played with all the colors she knows... with his one touch he has dyed her body, her heart her soul... With one drop of his love he colored up her seven seas ... she is all colorful now. Geet smiled in Maan's embrace and her tears followed it.
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Precap:
Thode badmash ho tum ... thode saitan ho tum
Haan magar ye sach hai
Humari jaan ho tum
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[Verses used here is written by Vidyapati...Maithili poet of medieval age... translated by Robert Bates and Azfer Hussein ]
[radha kaise na jale song is from Lagaan and Ruth aa gayi re from 1947 Earth]
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