MG: DARMIYAAN#5/pt30/pg121/THREAD 6 OPENED - Page 18

Originally posted by: neha512

HADNT JOINED COACHINGS YET

Originally posted by: reachsky2011

Most of the part would be previous year Q... with some tricky ones

no... not that difficult... just need to prepare properly

Geet is so confusing...she does t like maans touch nd hugs or she is jst confused to put in words...nd really hp that she doesn't fall into that duffers trap...:(

Originally posted by: reachsky2011

no... not that difficult... just need to prepare properly

phele update tho de...

Originally posted by: reachsky2011

phele update tho de...

lagta hai so gayi

Originally posted by: aqvum

Originally posted by: neha512

ek maaneet ke hug ki plesae

OKIES.. ME NIKALTI HN..

PART 28

Maan was sitting in hall for approximately one hour wondering if she is really angry again. She hadn't come out from the room for an hour and it was tensing him up. He wanted to barge into her room and confirm his doubts but then if she hated him, he won't be able to take it.

She came out after an hour and saw him sitting on couch with his head on his palms still in the same office clothes. She got worried seeing his condition and rushed to him, placing her hand on his shoulder she asked "are you ok, khi sar dard to nhi ho rha na???" maan immediately looked up when her soft vocal words fell on his eardrums.

She looked at his tensed eyebrows and thought he is having severe pain, "you wait here, I will bring oil and give you a massage". She was about to rush to kitchen, but he stopped her by holding her hand. She turned and looked at him; "you aren't angry??" he couldn't help but ask her. She immediately looked at his face and understood his turmoil; he was tensed fearing she is angry.

She wasn't angry at all, but she was upset because she isn't able to understand him the way he wants her to. She is failing him every time he makes a move. But unknown to her, she is understanding him more than he thought she will ever.

She simply asked, "why should I be??" earning a smile from him. "and you still hadn't changed those office clothes, kitne alsi ho gye ho!!" she taunted him giving a smirk while he just walked away to remove her complain.

Maan came out after few minutes in his vest and trousers, only to smell fresh cocoa in the air. He went to kitchen, where hot coffee was served in a mug while his wife continued boiling vegetables for their dinner. He waited for her to say something, but she didn't, thus he refused to take the tempting coffee till she herself will give him.

"can't you simply drink that coffee or are you waiting for your headache to multiply and pain more" she said without even glancing at him. "I don't have headache", he opposed quite offended about her knowing that without him even mentioning. "umm, yeah I know that, chalo just drink it and you are going in bed for next two hours", she ordered in complete wifey tone, totally mesmerizing him with the authority her voice possessed.

She didn't even notice the change in herself yet. The girl who used to be scared to even speak in front of him was now ordering him around, kafi badal gyi hai kuch din me, he thought and couldn't help but oblige to her demands lest she would again order him.

When he woke up around 7, he didn't found her at home and wondered where she went. He wanted to immediately call her, that insecurity again surfaced seeing her not around. Secondly, sun had already set, as dark sky covered the roads of Mumbai, surely not an apt time to go out all alone. And he immediately realized his previous folly; he had to give her a phone urgently. He immediately made a call to adi, while wearing his shirt as he decided to check the nearby areas.

He had just reached till the corridor when he saw her coming back, with a man next to her. The man looked old, probably in his late forties or early fifties, wearing black pant-shirt. Both man and geet was busy in discussion and didn't notice him as they passed by him and reached to home.

He too followed them as they reached inside and asked "whose he" to geet. Geet was startled with his voice as she looked at him shocked for a moment; "aap kab uthe" was her reply to his question. "just now" he replied as he then raised his brows pointing to the man and looked at geet, "wo he is nakul bhaiya, remember I told you about a worker suggested by Mrs. Agarwal, ye wohi hai." Maan nodded as he looked at the man, he seemed genuine and he trusted Mrs. Agarwal to send a right person only.

Maan asked nakul basic personal details, and then geet said; "maan nakul bhaiya would come for an hour around 9 in morning and 7 in evening to cook the meal and do daily house chores. I had told him about the basic work he would need to do and now I am going to show the house and kitchen"

She showed entire house to him, then she moved to kitchen and explained where every material was kept. Then she said, "bhaiya ensure to not make to spicy food, he can't handle it. And ha never make bitter gourd and bottle gourd for him, he will never eat them. And ha ensure to always give him black coffee once in morning and once in evening. Waise do you know how to make black coffee??"

"ha geet baby, I know it" replied nakul with a smile. "ok bhaiya", geet said but then thought something and said, "still I will show you how he likes, warna sahabjaade won't drink it" she said giving nakul a smile and showed him the way maan likes coffee.

Next day, geet was busy in packing everything. It was afternoon, and in next two hours, she has to leave. She was rechecking everything and was wondering where maan is. Since it was sunday, there was no chance he could be at office, so kha hai??? He had left early morning without telling reason, and hadn't called once, which was quite unusual.

It was just an hour left and he hadn't come back. Even meera had called thrice conforming the time as everyone was waiting for her there. She had tried calling him, but he didn't pick up once. She was getting worried with each passing second when she heard doorbell ringing.

He stood at the door, his face rock hard, without any expression. She got scared seeing his that face, but then asked gathering strength, "kha the subah se, you have any idea how worried I was. Bata ke nhi ja sakte the and call bhi nhi utha rhe the" she couldn't help but tremble her voice as she complained. She tried to control her tears from spilling but it involuntarily slipped, making her look down, as she tried to control her emotions.

Maan couldn't help but took her in his arms, as he tried to sooth her sobs, while few tears slipped off his eyes too. He didn't wanted to cry, but some things are not in your controls and tears take the top positions in those things. Geet kept her face in his neck, as she tried to control her sobs, and so did he.

Good byes are always so painful, but didn't it mean we are scared to go away from that person. Tears aren't just salty liquid that flow off your eyes when they get dirty, but they are the proofs that you really felt something directly in your heart, and they are the signs that the person covers an essential part of your heart. Smiles and laugh could be shared with anyone, its just the tears that flows for close ones.

Maan hugged her tightly, as he patted her back, and whispered, "It's ok, am back. Its ok." "I got scared, whenever someone went away, none came back and I got scared to lose you now" she accepted, her inner fear she felt the last few hours. She knew her fear was useless, but you can't be confident when you have lost each and every relation in your life, every person for whom you cared and called your own.

"main nhi, tum door ja rhi ho", he said as he came out of the hug, making her realize what she said. She looked at him as he just looked away, not wanting to show his weakened situation, but it was sure he wasn't going to stop her, not now not ever.

Geet looked down, but another call from meera broke her thoughts, "ha meera, just leaving in few minutes" she replied her eyes still fixed on his back as he refused to look at her. She brought out her bags in hall, as he looked at her from the corner of his eyes. She had worn the same jeans top he had selected for her and liked on her most, she looked beautiful, but now that beauty will be deprived from his eyes.

She didn't sadi anything just stood beside him, as he forwarded her a box. She looked at it puzzled, "its for you" he said. She immediately opened it and found a Samsung duos touch screen in it. "par mujhe iski kya jarurat" she said. "you expect me to don't even call you now", he said his emotions out of control. She didn't said anything and kept it in her handbag. He then gave her a card, she looked at him puzzled again.

"this is a debit card of our joint account, whenever you need money there, you can take it out without any hesitation" he said, his voice final not wanting any argument on it. She kept the card in back pockets of her bag, ensuring its safe in there, as they moved out of the home for her hostel.

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