Tum Se Hi (MG) #2 (last part/Epi @pg 71) 15th July - Page 43

Originally posted by: spvd

part 38
OMG yeh kya tha...
didnt except such transfer of words to happen...
poor Maan...
hes so broken and hurt...
what is wrong with Geet?
cont soon dear...

THIRTY NINE

A week later, Geet shut off the laptop and leaned back in her chair, staring at the darkened screen. She glanced at her watch, then got to her feet to roam around her spacious office.

Geet, she told herself, it's time to gather some data.

She had relived the final encounter with Maan over and over in her mind, seeing the raw pain in his eyes, hearing his harsh accusation that she was living her life through the characters in her books, even transporting herself back in time, because of her fear of reality and 'now'.

Her emotions had swung continually back and forth like a pendulum, moving from tear-producing sorrow to rip-roaring anger.

But two facts remained constant: she loved Maan Singh Khurana with every fiber of her being, and she missed him with an aching intensity.

Those items, however, were not the topics on which she was presently data-gathering. No, the subject at hand was her work.

The morning after the disastrous evening with Maan, she'd headed for her office, knowing she still had several vacation days left, but having no desire to be idle.

She hadn't expected to be able to accomplish a great deal of writing due to her emotional state, but found to her surprise that the outline for her new book fell nicely into place.

The next day she'd returned to office with the mind-set that she was still off duty, didn't have to be there, and, hence, anything she produced would be viewed as a bonus against her future deadline.

To her amazement, she once again was pleased with her output and the knowledge that she'd been able to set aside her personal turmoil the moment she'd stepped inside the room designed only for writing.

In a week that followed, she'd met her daily quota of pages in half the normal time allotted each day, half the time.

Why? She wondered, continuing to wander back and forth across the room.

She stopped and wrapped her hands around her elbows in a protective manner, having realized that the truth of the answer to the question was stark and painfully revealing.

She had subconsciously, for a very long time, made her day-to-day production schedule take up more hours than were necessary.

"Babaji, he was right," she whispered.

Maan's accusations were on the mark. She had escaped into her office, into the lives of her characters and the place in history where they existed, rather than face her own reality. She'd been hiding like a frightened child.

"Oh, Geet, what have you done?"

She'd lost the man who loved her, the man she loved. Her fears had caused her to forfeit a wondrous future with Maan. There would be no marriage, no home overflowing with joy, no miracle of a baby created with him.

Tears misted her eyes and she left the office to go to the sofa in front of the warming fire in the living room.

It was all so clear to her now. She'd lived the majority of her childhood in a fantasy land born of her imagination and providing an escape from her loneliness.

When she'd gone out of her protective shell to marry Vikram, she'd been betrayed, terribly hurt. So she'd returned to a world mostly of make-believe, where it was safe, risk free, under her command and control.

She was long overdue to grow up; to behave like the mature woman she professed herself to be. She would muster her courage, defeat the ghosts of the past, and throe them into oblivion.

Geet sniffed, then swept a tear from her cheek.

She'd been the woman she was meant to be, whole, embracing life, functioning as a complete person.

But she would not be with the man she loved.

"I love him," she said hiccuping along with a sob, "I want to spend the rest of my life with the man. I want to have his baby—two babies, four, a whole bunch of babies. I want it all, and it's too late. I've lost him. He's gone. And it's my fault."

If she didn't stop talking aloud to herself, her next stop would be a place with bars on the windows whee weird people were kept.

Geet jumped to her feet and narrowed her eyes.

Wait a minute, here. She'd spent more years than she cared to admit being defeated by her worst enemy—herself. Well, this time she wasn't giving up the battle without a fight. If there was any way possible to share with Maan the future he'd once wished to have with her, she'd find it.

Oh, yes, she was ready. Well, she would be, once she figured out a genius level plan.

Geet Handa was on a stride.

Settling back onto the sofa, she squeezed her eyes tightly closed and began to concentrate on The Plan.

She had a vivid imagination. It was time to apply that creativeness to real life. The heroine was intent on winning back the hero. Victory would be hers.

*************

In the late afternoon, one week later, Dev appeared next to Maan's desk at Khurana Constructions.

"Bro?"

"What?" he said not looking up.

"See my face?"

Maan shifted his gaze to Dev. "It's as ugly as it usually is. What else do you want to know?"

"Whether you still recognize this kind of thing," Dev said, pointing to his lips. "It's called a smile. Remember smiles?"

Maan redirected his attention to the file in front of him. "No." he glanced at his watch. "I have a meeting in one hour in Hyatt. I'm out of here."

"No," Dev said quickly. "You can't leave yet."

"Why not?"

"The phone might ring."

"So answer it, or have my secretary answer it. She's really into answering the phone." Maan got to his feet. "I hope you didn't pass on your crazy gene to Shreyansh. Poor little kid. That would be bad. You're strange, Dev, very strange."

The telephone on Maan's desk rang.

"Ah-ha." Dev said pointing to the shrilling phone. "It rang. One should not doubt those who are wiser than you, Bro."

"Shut up."

"Answer the phone."

Maan glared at his brother, then snatched up the receiver. "Maan Singh Khurana."

"Bhai. It's Annie."

"Hey, Annie. How are the babies?"

"Phase one of The Plan," Dev said under his breath, as he walked away, "is a done deal."

"The babies are super," Annie said to Maan. "I wish they'd get together more on their sleeping routine, though. It seems that when Sanskar goes to sleep, Sankruti wakes up."

"I'll talk to then about it," Maan said. "They will surely listen to their dear mama."

"How nice. Listen, you wouldn't happen to be leaving the office, would you? I mean, I just couldn't possibly know the schedule around there these days. Did I, by some chance, get lucky?"

"Yeah, I am just about to leave."

"Well, look at that. If you don't have plans for tonight, could you do me a teeny-tiny favour?"

"Annie, I haven't been able to say no to you from the day you were born, and you know it. What do you need?"

"You're such a darling bro. Arjun has a business dinner to attend, and Pari suggested that she and I go out for a meal. You have no idea how wonderful it sounds, especially having something and not get interrupted by Sanskar or Sankruti. Would you come over and stay with the twins?"

"Me? Annie, I don't know the first thing about taking care of babies."

"There won't be anything for you to do. They'll be fed, diapered, and sound asleep. Guaranteed."

"Yeah, sure," he said dryly.

"Hey, these little ones were the means by which you won the bet, remember? Would they do something bad to their favourite mama?"

Maan sighed. "Oh, God, I've got to be crazy, but I'll do it. You're lucky I am even speaking to you, or to Pari, for that matter, considering the fact your stint as Cupids was disaster."

"We're so sorry Bhai. Pari and I feel just terrible about what happened between you and Geet, or what didn't happen, or whatever."

"I don't want to talk about it. I'll be at your place after my meeting."

"Great. Just come in. I'm going to be putting the finishing touches on my make-up. I am going to be gorgeous."

"To go and have food?"

"Mother of twins do not take the gift of time off lightly. Food calls for gorgeous."

"If you say so."

"I say so. See you soon. Bye Bhai."

Anvesha replaced the receiver and beamed at Pari. "Phase two of The Plan," Annie said, "is a mission accomplished."

"Fantastic," Pari said.

A circle of warmth tiptoed about Pari's heart ans showed itself as a soft smile as she recalled the long talk she'd shared with Geet as they sat on the floor in front of the fire at Geet's house.

Geet had poured out the sad take of her marriage and her desire to put those ghosts to rest for all time. She'd talked about her career, and with love shining in her eyes, had spoken of Maan.

Her friendship with Geet, Pari knew, had deepened that night, bonded as sisters.

"The Plan will work Annie. It has to."

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Originally posted by: Maaneet099

me!

EDIT:

finally geet has accepted her fault so there is no stopping her... if she wants to go get her maan she will for sure! aaww i cant wait!! yippiiieee!

superb update... but very short yaar!

u better type up the plan in action soon varna... main rone lag jaungi 😭

Originally posted by: nats0101

superb👏

finally geet has accepted d truth abt her feeling n hw she was running away fm dem!!

pari n annie aint gonna give up as cupids till dey succeed!! lol..😆

waiting 2 c wht dey hv in mind!!