MG FF- PARINEETA THREAD 8 - Page 39

Originally posted by: Madhuri53

waiting.. hope Maan doesnt change again..

intazaar horahi hai intazaar ki..

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He stood there numb..how could he forget? It was her second death anniversary…and he just forgot all about it!!! how could he? He stood there motionless…. For a moment he had completely forgotten that there was someone called anisha who was his life..his love..his beloved wife…everything… and he forgot all about her death anniversary? It was actually a shock for him… and a feeling of shame and guilt washed over!

Anisha's pic was right in front of him…and for some reasons he just couldn't raise his face to meet her! it was her 2^nd death anniversary… and it was never a day for the past two years he ever forgot a tiniest thing about her…and today he just forgot her most important day? He felt so suffocated within himself…what was happening to him? How could he? He looked at gayathri and anisha's dad who were actually very shocked to see this coming from Maan..he had never forgotten anything about anisha till date…and today it actually hurt them. It was heartbreaking to see him drifting apart…and probably gayathri knew the reason. She sighed…and walked to him.

Maan saw her come towards him and stand quietly. He even felt ashamed to look up her and apologize. He still turned and dipped his head in guilt, "am sorry aunty….i…i.."

She saw him feeling really really guilty…and she would have probably forgiven him for this folly of his if it were for some other reasons but the thought that it was all because of Geet actually made her blood boil. She felt as if Geet was taking Maan away from anisha's memories. She was never even against Maan's remarriage..but then that secret marriage… and with none other than Geet… was just too much to bear. Anisha was her one and only daughter… she somewhere felt sad seeing her friends see their married daughters so happily. Tears burned the corners of her eyes but that hatred within her actually turned into poison.

She turned away and spoke back a bit rudely, "its okay Maan… but its sad to see you so busy in your life with Geet that you even forgot your most beloved person."

He felt even more guilty…. He couldn't even speak anymore. he organizes puja at km and gayathri does that her her haveli as well and this time..he did nothing! Nothing for that poor soul….it pricked him further. He just finished with the rest of the puja and drove back. He had no mood to get back back home..instead he drove to his office and switched off his phone, seeing Dadima call him… and then one from jasmeet..and some from his clients. He was too distracted to even think anything as of now.

She woke up lazily stretching herself and slowly opened her eyes, adjusting her vision to the morning light. The spread slipped down her naked bosom, tickling her. she looked around missing that warmth and found him nowhere. She looked here and there..and her eyes fell on her torn shirt and her bra discarded mercilessly. A deep shade of red settled over her cheeks…remembering the last night….those passionate eyes and his touch all over. She sat up gently pulling the spread up covering up herself and sat there for a while thinking about him. She was probably too much drowned in his love that the party thing probably didn't matter anymore…least did she know what damage it had done to herself. She just wanted to think of the most beautiful moment with him and forget the world. She yawned and found her in her room. She smiled and got off the bed, holding the sheet closer and that's when she realized her pants were on. For a moment she stopped…thinking what could have transpired between them if she hadn't slept off…but she was happy that it never happened. She didn't want to give in like this…when he still hadn't accepted her whole heartedly. She knew he had feelings too deep for her...but she wanted to hear it from him as well…something that just came naturally to her even after her 'no expectation' bit. For her love was something extreme… too deep and something just put of this world.

He sat alone in his cabin, giving strict orders to not allow any one to enter or pass any call. He rested back on his chair and closed his eyes. How could he have forgotten? And then gayathri's words echoed in his mind….she did talk about Geet.. and his mind drifted back to her…her running into his arms.. her giving in to his every demand… and his heart yet again mocked at him…'best friends..'. he felt humiliated…those trembling lips that burned him alive..those moans that drove him crazy… deep inside he knew he had fallen for her..Something more than 'best friends' relation they shared. But the harsh reality was not letting him delve further into his feelings… a sense of right and wrong played tug of war with him…a sense of responsibility and guilt played on him, making him go crazy.

She took a warm bath..still lost in his touch. Every inch of her skin seemed to come alive just by his mere thoughts..how it felt when his lips traced those soft curves…his fingers treading into her most secret place, making her come with that touch it self only. She blushed with the thought and came out wiping her hairs. She hadn't seen the kids since morning. She dressed up and walked down.

Dadima sat worried on the couch..it was anisha's death anniversary and somewhere she was a little happy that Maan didn't remember it. it is considered inauspicious to conduct a barsi of your late wife when your present wife is with you. But more than that she was scared for Geet. She wasn't back from her place and the thought of Geet breaking down just scared her further. She was surprised to receive a peck on her cheeks by a cheerful Geet who wished her a sweet good morning. She was surprised to see her back..and more than that she was too surprised to see not a tinge of sadness in her.

"Geet..when did you come back?"

She smiled, "wo Dadima..i came back last night itself… you were asleep."

Dadima wanted to ask of she was okay… but then the happiness in her eyes was too much evident that scared her even more.

"does Maan know that you are back?"

She was amazed to see her blush all of a sudden and nod her head, "ji Dadima.. he was with me last ni…"

She bit her tongue realizing what she had blurted out and dipped her head. she just could never hide anything from dadima. Dadima's eyes widened in happiness as she lifted her chin, "are we hearing correct?"

Geet blushed more..and this was just the conformation that she needed. She smiled and kissed her forehead, "we want both of you to be happy beta…"

She was happy for Geet…but somewhere she still couldn't understand why Maan made that statement when the result of their closeness was right in front of her and then Geet's not reacting to it was even more confusing. she dare not speak anything to Geet lest her happiness was affected. She wanted her to enjoy every bliss of a married life and left.

Jasmeet had gone too worried not finding Geet in her room. She woke up roops and told her about Geet missing to which she just coolly replied, "aunty..don't worry…wo Maan ke saath hi hain..i had seen her leave.." she yawned and slept off again.

[aunty..don't worry… she is with Maan…I had seen her leave..]

Jasmeet wondered what her mad daughter was upto..she absolutely had no problem with what she does but Maan's words had hurt her too deep. She didn't quite understand why Geet chose to go back when she knew her mumma would have kept her protected from everything that hurt her...even Maan! But she actually saw her own self right in front of her eyes and probably that's why she could never say anything to Geet.

Geet checked on the kids..they were done with their exams and were just too happy to see Geet staying back at home after a long time. So they had a whole list of orders that they wanted Geet to follow…and fulfill all their demands to which Geet happily agreed. She had not been able to give them much time..and she really felt very bad..they didn't even complain. They knew their mumma went to office, she took care of them...their papa...their Dadima…their house and then her music contest. They kissed her cheeks and plonked themselves on her lap...starting from their very first demand—a good yummy junkie breakfast.

Maan was too much disturbed… he knew Geet was making a difference in him..she could make him do things beyond his will… she could make his breath go uneven..she could make him want her so badly that whenever felt for anyone else before…and she was the only one who could fill the colors back in his life after so much pain and agony. But again his conscience rebuked him… he had loved anisha so much..where was the love then? How easily he forgot about her? she was his wife...the one who gave him his most precious possessions—his angels! His moments with Geet flashed in his mind… what had gotten into him? Yes he did feel for her..but then anisha…his thoughts went back to the time when he had realized Geet missing…from the next day of his marriage as well. Jasmeet told her she had gone to Chandigarh to meet her cousins..but then she would have ddefinitely told him right? That big mouth was always the first one to scream about anything she did, to him..then why did she not think for once before telling him?

He thought may e he was keeping busy with all the marriage ceremonies that she never got time to tell him..but as days turned into weeks..and weeks into months..his restless rendered him sleepless. He couldn't get access to her phone.. jasmeet had shifted somewhere without telling him… roops..prem..aryan all seemed too busy to even see him..neither did he have anyone's contact number… what was wrong with people? Why were they running away from him? He had told his fears to anisha that night—about something happening to Geet to which anisha reacted very coldly—something he never expected. She was behaving as if it had nothing to do with her!! he didn't know how to start…where to start… and then anisha carrying namra in the 3rd month of marriage itself was too disturbing. Anisha was not even prepared to go through that pregnancy...but she did just because of him! Then where was all the love? He throw everything around him...smashing the glass of water into pieces and walked out. What was he doing to Geet? What did he actually want? He was in a dilemma that was never ending…the more he thought…the more he got entangled into the webs.

Geet's day was going too busy with kids...they never left her side. But she missed him..where had he gone? His phone came switched off….was he busy in a meeting or something? She just didn't want to bother him at all and kept herself engrossed with the kids , yet she missed him… like her day was incomplete without him. She couldn't forget what she had seen in his eyes last night… if she wasn't wrong… she had seen deep love in them…longing and a tinge of desire. She just couldn't wait to see him..just couldn't! it was late evening when she saw him back..he looked tired and just walked straight into his study. She wondered if he was okay… but then she was busy cooking for the kids. She thought of making something for him..and blushed! The entire feel gave butterflies in her tummy..like it was something very new to their relationship…and so much exciting. She snapped out of her thoughts when she heard dia and namra squeal in happiness standing beside her, by the kitchen counter and their "maggie noodles" boiled. She let it gas simmer and quickly prepared a hot cup of black coffee. She asked the kids to wait till the noodles absorbed all the masalas and ran upstairs to his study holding coffee.

She was excited to see him after a long day… she had missed him a lot. Her heart pounded in her chest as she gently pushed the door open and walked in. he was standing by his table, reviewing his charts. There was no better option than indulging himself in more and more work to avoid thinking about anything. E had to leave to the US for 2-3 weeks for some important work and he had to finish the carts quickly. He heard the door slide open..but he was not in a mood to even spare a look. He knew it was her..with the soft sound of her feet brushing the carpet…yet he avoided looking at her. the entire atmosphere suddenly turned so warm and exiting. She didn't speak a word and kept the mug beside his table. She stood there for a minute or so and then turned to walk out when she heard him say something, 'Geet..just get me that project file from the shelf…"

She nodded and quickly got the file…well it had so many files that she had to search for it. it was getting tough for him to battle with his eyes… he wanted to just look at her for once and take her in his embrace… but his reality self checked him yet again. he checked the file and returned saying it was the wrong one. She went back again and searched for it… when she heard dia shout, "mumma…humari Maggie… jal jayegi..jaldii aao.."

[mumma.. Maggie will burn..come fast…]

She bit her lips remembering she had kept the gas on… and looked at Maan who actually seemed to enjoy her plight..not even looking at her. it was a kind of a sweet small relaxation from that fight..he checked the file again and retuned saying it was the wrong one. She hurriedly ran back to the shelf and got another file while namra screamed this time, "mumma..fasssttt………….."

She just handed the file to him and ran out, hoping for the best. He sighed in relief.. and went back to the correct file which was not of the shelf at all. He had forgotten that he had kept it on the couch while studying it. he looked at the half open door and then at the coffee… he was just too stressed out. He took his coffee and settled on the couch, lost in his battle once again which just seemed to shatter him bit by bit.

She ran back to see her dish safe and sound and sighed in relief. She wondered why he looked worried..and that he didn't even look at her. what was wrong? She found it strange to see nakul carrying his dinner to his room. She wanted to go and ask him if anything in particular bothered him..but she was probably still scared to go into his room.

She changed and sat on her bed..still worried about him. He didn't even speak to her the whole time. She just wanted to be with him for a while. Will he come to her? she smiled at her own thoughts… she was inviting troubles perhaps… but she waited…and waited…and waited. It was already past midnight and she was sleepy. But she waited. Her heart sank...realizing he must have slept already, considering how tired he looked and went to wash her face. He was not able to concentrate on anything right now! The more he thought of Geet..the more he felt an urge to go to her and see her once…and tell her what bothered him… but then another side of his fought back with the guilt he felt for forgetting anisha! He didn't know what to do… somewhere he wanted Geet… but then thinking about anisha…he stopped himself. He hated himself to have fallen pray to such a dilemma. He knew Geet must be waiting for him… because he was sure they were not wrong with their relationship. They both longed for each other…they wanted each other to feel the peace. But then where was his commitment? For him—commitment had always meant something for lifelong…honesty and trust till the end of your life…love was special and eternal..then what was he doing to anisha? Wasn't it unfair for her? he felt himself shatter…and not able to bear the intensity of his own feelings, he dashed to his gym, working out furiously, trying to distract his mind…distract his heart from anything and everything…he hurt himself..till he bled but that storm within him was just growing by the passing minute. When he was still not able to get away, he fell down…tears rolled out of his eyes… and the only name that came to his mind was Geet.

He went inside her room to see it empty. He looked at the bed…and then around wondering where she was. Will he be able to look into her eyes now? What was he doing to himself..to anisha..and to Geet? He heard the water running in the washroom and sighed in relief. He just didn't want to lose himself..as of now. He turned back to leave when he felt her hug him tight from his back. He stiffened, closing his eyes, just begging her not to make him look at her. he felt her soft kiss on his shoulder…he just stopped breathing. He knew he'd lose himself..he tried hard not to think of her at all..and just go away without saying anything when he heard her soft voice, "mujhse bina mile kyun jaa rahe the? You know meine aaj tumhe kitna miss kiya?"

[why were you going away without meeting me? Do you know how much I have missed you today?]

She felt him ease down from his stiff posture… why was he not speaking? She had seen that love in his eyes for her…and feeling him this intimate last night..that too without any guilt just made her unleash all her love for him. Her hands roamed over his chest softly as she continued to speak, "you even went way without saying anything in the morning…your phone was switched off as well… I was worried you know."

He clenched his fists and whispered painfully, "don't do this to me Geet…please.." but she could hear none. Her attention had gone to his hand which was bleeding. Her soft fingers deftly slid into his bleeding fingers and she pulled him gently to sit on the bed. He tried to resist but that frown on her forehead just let her take the lead. He sat quietly looking away as she ran to get the first aid box and cleaned the cut with the cotton. He hissed in pain. She looked at him angrily, "ye kya kiya tumne? What are you upto Maan? Tum kis baat se pareshaan ho..batao mujhe.."

[what have you done? What are you upto Maan? Tell me what are you worried about..]

He dared to look into her eyes that spoke volumes than her word…for him..they were probably the most beautiful thing in this world. He hated to see that worry in them. She looked down not able to understand his intentions. She was rather irritated at him for doing something so stupid. She wrapped the bandage around it and caressed it softly. He just couldn't hold it. he had been so torn all this while. He gently lifted her face to him, holding her chin and kissed her lips. She was surprised at the intensity of the kiss…it was soft..and sweet…so very unlike his wild self. What was he worried for? He softly took in those red lips, drowning in the whirlpool of emotions. He had his eyes closed..yet it burned with unshed tears.

She gently let her fingers entangle with his hair and kissed him back. He seemed tensed...worried…and sad! She tried to soothe him..but he was too restless. Just when he thought he'd lose himself, he pulled back all of a sudden and stood up, running his hand through his hair. What was he doing? Why can't he hold himself back..why does he lose himself even after knowing the truth??? What was wrong with him? Everything seemed so blurred right now. He probably wanted some time alone. She stood up wanting to ask what was wrong but he just walked away closing the door behind.

He went back to his room and stood near the portrait of anisha… he loved her… and probably he loved Geet as well!!! Did he just accept that he loved Geet? What was happening to him? how could he love anyone else when he had loved anisha so much? or was that even love for Geet? Deep down…he probably knew the answer..but his guilt just ate him up. He fell on his bed…lost somewhere!!!

Geet found Maan missing from the mansion early morning. She was worried…he was too disturbed about something. She saw Dadima speaking to someone over the phone. She ran to ask where was Maan. Dadima wondered why Geet never knew where Maan was when they seemed to be so close. But then..may be Maan forgot.

"he got some important meeting beta… he had to leave and he will be late too. And yeah gayathri had called up. Since the kids have holidays, she wanted them to spend some time with her….is it okay beta?"

Gayathri's name was enough to send shivers down her spine. Every word of hers just came back to her… she froze right there. Before she could think further Dadima distracted her, "Geet…will be okay beta?"

She shook her head, "yea…yeah its fine Dadima…"

Dadima narrowed her eyes, "are you sure? We mean dia and namra will be staying there for the next 2-3 days…"

Geet smiled, "its perfectly fine Dadima… mujhse zyada unka haq banta hai dia aur namra pe….they have the right to know their mother's family as well.."

[its perfectly fine Dadima… she has more rights on them than me. And its their right to know about their mother's family as well..]

Dadima smiled and went back to her work. She knew she'd get bored once the kids were gone… and with Maan and Geet..she laughed mentally and decided to visit jasmeet and tell her about the happenings here. She knew jasmeet would be too happy. When gayathri came to pick the kids, Geet made sure she stayed away. She was just too scared to face her… she involved herself in packing the stuffs for the kids. They were jumping so happily..but then they wanted their angel to go with them as well.

Geet smiled and kissed their cheeks, "abhi nahi..am busy na..we'll go together some other time. Now hurry up..nanima is waiting na… and behave good okay…"

[not now..am busy na… we'll go together some other time. Now hurry up..nanima is waiting na.. and behave good okay]

Namra giggled, "princess ki tarah?"

[like a princess?]

Geet laughed, "yes…a good princess and not a spoiled one!"

She hid herself in her balcony and saw her little angels off and each of them carried a cute little backpack on her back, holding each other's hands wearing their cute booties. She wondered if Maan knew about this..his behavior had worried her. Dadima got ready and left for jasmeet's place while she left for her first performance. She reached the venue on time and was greeted by roops and Aryan. Prem had gone to his home for a few days as he got an urgent call. The moment she saw roops, she had a huge smile on her face. She ran and hugged her. roops was quite happy to see Geet looking quite happy. That was what she wanted to see. Aryan escorted her till the entrance and left. He was the sponsor of the show…so there was no ways he could have been seen with a participant.

Geet called Maan 2-3 times before finally getting to the stage. She so wanted to at least tell him that she was here for her performance. It was okay if he couldn't make it there because of his work..but she just wanted him to know. She called a number of times but it went to voice mail. He was too busy perhaps. Roops snatched her phone, "stop getting distracted and concentrate baby."

She pouted cutely and waited nervously until she was called on to the stage. It was probably the most exciting yet the most nervous thing she was doing after ages. She wasn't sure how she fared because everyone around her seemd to sing better than her. she got back to roops backstage and waited for the results. And the next moment she knew, roops was hugging her tight and both were jumping and squealing. She had qualified for the next round and the first thing that came to her mind was Maan. She tried his number again but it went unanswered. Was he still busy? Excited she got back home but found it entirely empty. She called up Dadima asking where she was. Dadima was another naughty character…she said she'd spend some time with roops and jasmeet..she could enjoy with Maan by then. She blushed…but then she wanted to tell Maan about her success. She thought of calling him again but then she decided on giving him a sweet surprise. He must be tired. So she carefully yet lovingly planned a dinner in the courtyard. She cooked his favorite and went back to her room to get ready. She had butterflies in her tummy…while she searched for her dress. She opened her cupboard and her eyes fell on roops's torn shirt. She held it up in the air and sighed, "roops is going to kill me for this!"

It was the same shirt she had been wearing that night…ahem. She couldn't even think further. Her eyes fell on the sari he had gifted her…it was long time back..but she felt like wearing it. she changed into the sari and let her hair down. She applied minimal kohl..and that was Geet—all ready! She walked down setting the chairs on the grass, under the starry night and waited for her Maan!

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