Tere Ishq Ko Sajdah(MG SS)Thread 1 (Thrd 2 Link on Pg 1) - Page 31

Thanks nishu(@9n9i9s9h9u9) for the wonderful poem😃 perfectly depicted from maan's heart.

She placed him on the bed and started cleaning his wound. She winched whenever the cotton stuck in his wound, it's a really bad cut and she was feeling scare, but he won't go to a doc and she can't leave it like this. She gulps hard seeing the oozing blood. One thing Geet can't take is blood. She is a girl who can cry if her pets got hurt in a small amount. But never had she done something like this. If this had happen to anyone else she would have fainted the moment that blood dripped out from his hand. And here she is dressing his wound; she would occasionally blow air on his cut so that he feels some relief.

On the other hand maan was an amuse spectator. Never in life he had seen someone worrying about his wound. Well he never gives a chance to it. He doesn't like sympathy, its shows he is weak which he hates absolutely, but something about geet had pulled him to her. He doesn't hesitate nor feared. His life was always in boundaries, now he fears to go close to anyone. He believes with whoever he will be close they will go away from him. From childhood he had experienced that only which had turned him a living stone with no emotion and the little bit secure in his heart, he won't show it to anyone.

Here he is watching himself getting drown in her innocence. He saw her shivering the moment she touched his blood traced hand. Her eyes showed pain. She winched with time but he never felt the pain. She had absorbed all his pain inside her. Her gestures were treating to his eyes. She occasionally blows the place to sooth his pain but never once met his eyes. He was restless to see her face but she kept it low and concentrated on her work.. After doing the bandage she tried to get up only to be forcefully pulled by him and next sec she found herself on his lap. Her innocent eyes looked at his restless eyes, some kind of strange pull was in that deep chocolate eyes. It has anger which can shiver her soul but with it some kind of desperation was there. He tucked the loose hair strands behind her ear.

'Itni jaldi hain mujhse dur jaane ki? U also think I m not worthy for,,,,' he couldn't complete when geet snapped her eyes. Geet was never a girl who can console others, though she is 22 but her heart is immature and innocent than a teenage girl. Her hazel eyes looked at him deeply.

'aap aisa kyun sochte ho? Why u talk to everyone so rudely, sab aapse pyar karte hain.' She said innocently.. a sudden flutter felt his heart and he gripped her waist softly, she seems like lost in him and didn't mind his touch. But he can feel a slight shudder in her, he smiles seeing his effect. He brought her face close to him.

'kon pyar karta hain mujhse?'

'Dadi, uncle-aunty, aniee, apke cousin,aur' she stopped her blabbering and then gulp hard seeing his gaze on her only, she tried to look anywhere but him.

Maan's heart did a small summersault. He arched his eye 'Aur?'

'Yash' she said absent mindedly.

His grip over her delicate waist increased, he brought her face closer to him 'aur tum? What u feel for me geet?' His raw words made her shiver. She tried to get out of his grip only to increase his anger.

'main, wo, I, don't, umm mera matlab' she fumble her words seeing the anger in his eyes. He jerks her on the bed harshly and stood up to leave..

Next he heard her winching in pain as the broken glass piece she had removed from his hand pierced her skin. His jerk made her foot slipped on the ground while body was on bed. When she saw him leaving the room, she stood up hurriedly and stepped on the small glass piece which was on the floor.

'aahhh' she cried in pain which was enough for maan to turn. He rushed towards geet who was sitting on the bed holding her feet. Tears were flowing freely..

He held her face 'Geet,, what happen? Why u r crying?' he said in concern and then his eyes fell on her feet, small amount of blood fell on the floor. He instantly held her feet, she tried to shove his hand but he held it tighter. His eyes were full red in fury. He saw the small piece stuck in her skin. His eyes caged her hazels while fingers touch her feet.

'nahi,don't do it, it will hurt more.'

'but I have to remove it before it's too late.'

'dard to nahi hoga na?'

'hoga, thodha sa.'

She looked at him with baby angry face 'ye sab apke wajah se, aapka gussa uff'

'mera gussa kya geet? Tell me what do u feel seeing my anger?' he said softly caressing her toe. The pain didn't matter but the sensation he was creating was enough for her to shudder.

'wo, aap, main'

'can't u complete one sentence without this additional broken words?' his eyes were teasing her and she was pouting in anger, and then a small tug felt in her feet, she saw his hand which has the glass piece.

'nikal gaya? Dhuka bhi nahi.' She said rather amusingly. Maan didn't said anything but cleaned it like she did then applied anticipative.. she looked at him in awe. After the work he looked at her only to see admiration. It's weird to see admiration for him in anyone's eyes. Till now he only had his family's vashan(lecture) about how good is yash and how bad he is. Not only his family but his staff and other business partners also FEARS him but never anyone said a word of aspiration. He looked away breaking her gaze. She straightens her leg on the floor but maan kept her legs on bed above a cushion.

Geet felt uncomfortable and maan saw that, but he wasn't sure why she is so hesitant.. Finally her control gave up and she pulled out her leg from his clutch 'Aap pls aise mat kijiye' she said softly but it sounded like she is feeling repulsive of his touch or so he thought. He jerks her towards him holding her shoulder.

'why? When yash touched u, u never jerked him away like the way u did to me, was my touch repulse u so much? Then why did u came to bandage my wound huh?' he saw her flinching in pain and left her hand immediately.. he was feeling frustrated, but why this feeling is creeping inside him he himself is unknown. Maybe the fact again yash got the best while he nothing. He saw her rubbing her arms to sooth the pain, then his eyes went on her feet which has bandage. It's better for her to stay away from him cause whenever she came close to him he had only hurt her. She had only cried till the moment he came in her live. His anger was increasing feeling the pain deep inside.. in less than a month time she will be yash's wife. She will go away from him, and his relation with her will change forever. Why the only mention make a hollow in his heart. He couldn't do anything to reduce the pain, so the best thing was to hurt himself. He banged his hand on the right side lamp. It was full glass piece. The force was so strong that his hand again started bleeding making geet shift herself away from him. The violent is really new for her.. he again cursed himself and started walking away from her…

'dur raho mujhse geet, stay away if u doesn't want to be burn in my cursed hell.' He spun around, he wanted to look at her but can't.

In the mean time geet saw his hand again dripping in red, bandage was already wet with his blood, a cry came out from her lips and she ran towards him grabbing his hand and holding him tight 'Aisa nahi hain, main to bas.. wo its not good to touch a girl's feet by a man who is elder to her. And u were again n again touching so I just,,' geet panted but didn't left his blooded hand. Her cry became a little loud and he can see panic in her eyes. 'u need to do another dressing, itna khoon araha hain, dard horaha hain? Mujhe pata hain, please don't do this to ur self.'

Maan stares at her blankly and then said with the same expression 'Kya farak padhta hain geet? No one cares for this blood. Probably everyone will feel happy the day the last ounce of blood will retain from this body.'

His words couldn't go further as she placed her hand on his lips, both shudder but didn't break the eye lock. She again dressed it with care 'I don't know about anyone, but I do care. Why? I still don't know. But please aise apne aapko taqleef mat dijiye. The person who is in ur heart will feel the pain with it.'

She said all this in a trance, his each word only stabbed her heart. She didn't realized the depth and meaning of her sentence, she just followed her heart and said that but it had a great impact on maan. He brought her face close to him, her eyes were close but his breath gave a zeal to her body. Without saying anything Maan kissed her forehead. It was knew for both of them, they didn't said anything for few mins and then maan broke the silence.

'I need to go now. Good night.'

Before he can go geet asked from back 'Holika dahen k liye nahi rukenge?' It's a ritual where ppl do a small puja and then take round circle around a bornfire, then throw popcorn in it. It says the evilness dies with the fire. And next day is holi. Maan's bitter memory came rushing down and he left the place immediately feeling suffocated. Geet made a face not getting any answer.

'chodh geet, kal to unhe khud hi wish kar dena aur rang bhi laga dena. I will apply all colors on him.' She love holi from her childhood. It's such a vibrant festival..

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The bitter liquid couldn't stop the burning sensation in his throat,, he gulped another glass of whiskey only to increase the pain he had buried deep inside. He was swinging in the arm-chair looking at the ceiling in the dark room, apparently his life was like this pitch dark till Now. He hates the light after HER leaving him to sulk. The moment he closed his eyes those chocolate eyes started haunting him. The smile which used to make his dead heart flutter, that melodious laugh which now only haunts his night. He still remembers her childish talks and immature behavior. She loved Holi, Diwali, Christmas and what not, She taught him to love life and again snatched the life so brutally. Its 7 yrs, when he was a 19 yr boy, his silent heart did a small flip-flop for the first time seeing her beauty. But then her betrayal or rather says ignorance was buried deep inside in these years. Then what happen that today the old wound started to haunt him again… maybe Geet's innocent filled smile, talks only resemble HER.

Maan jerked out from his revere and broke the mini bar in his room in thousand pieces, it was all mess and he smiled bitterly 'u made my life this, and again came back to haunt me in the form of GEET.' He looked at the mirror, 1^st saw his reflection but it disappeared leaving an innocent smile and cute stare, cribbing lips and angry red nose. A smile formed on maan's lips remembering how he saw geet 1^st time in her darji's embrace. He had missed a beat like never before. He saw the reflection of geet pouting in anger when he had scared her pets. Then his Smiles vanished as he saw HER reflection.. the smile which set a fire in him, the innocent eyes that makes him disgusted on himself that it believed her, the smile which irritates him to the core now.

Then It called him 'Maan' but the pain in her voice he couldn't bear and broke the mirror with his hurt hand….

'Maan I have only loved one person in my life and that is Yash, u r and will be my best friend but love, I m sorry I love Yash' She said with tears in her eyes. He stumbled in his feet while looking at her.

'then what was that u did to me, u gave me reason to live, why u showed me someone can love me also? Sab natak tha, khubsurat paheli tha tumhara. Hain na?'

She shook her head crying 'Please maan try to understand, u r one friend I will cherish all life but pyar, wo to dil se hota hain. Koi dimag laga ke nahi kar sakta, wo bas ho jata hain. I m sorry maan if I have showed u any wrong signal, and any wrong hope. Please mujhe maaf kar do please.'

'No, U played with me, U played so big time, I hate u, I hate u'

He shouted 'I Hate You, I hate u, hate u the most, Get out of my Life Sanjana. I hate u SANJANA.' He felt suffocated, exhausted. Already the alcohol had started working and he was stumbling, then in sec he felt everything blurring and fainted,, but before his body can touch the ground someone held him securely, still in semi conscious mind he recognized the touch and smile, more of a mocking smile 'because of I hate her, I hate you too.' He blabbered in his druken voice while the figure took him to his room, maan was still blabbering and it still the person's heart when he said all his pain… 'it's because of u YASH, I, every,, time loose my,, everything. U r curse,, for me. Everyone loves, YOU but not me, even SHE (geet) now likes u, but not me, main itna bura hu kya? Main, main usse bohot bohot….' And he passed out finally.

'you are the best thing in my life Maan, how can u be bad, tum to bure ho hi nahi sakte. Bura to main hu, yes I m curse for u. But I don't know what can bring my brother to me so that he will show the hidden love for me. I m sorry bhai, I m really sorry.' Yash cried holding his brother like a baby, he made him sleep on his lap while he himself sat there in a uncomfortable position. His mind drifted to the past when he saw his brother being happy and talking to him nicely for the first time but fate didn't liked it and it snatched his brother, his half soul from him..

a poem from @mishtiritu, depicts Geet's emotion and later it will show the turmoil of her heart

thanks a lot ritu 😊😊

Precap:holi.

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Originally posted by: 9n9i9s9h9u9

main tere ishq main

pagal ho jaauga

kyoki jo ab tak

jaanta nahi tha rab ko

woh ab

maang raha hai uss rab se

tujhe ko

main ab bhul raha hu khud ko

bas

yaad rakhta hu

har us pal ko

jo baandh gaya tha

hamko

Originally posted by: sdlife19

Superb update. Love tat love and unsaid care maan has for yash. Why does he hates his parents so much. And now wondering will he get geet in his life or will yash take her away

Originally posted by: tiakashyap

its first half made me senti
my maanu in pain
y the differ between their kids
jo b hai dont want to know who is r8 or wrong
the thing matter most is my maanu is hurt
kya jre dil hai ye dil hai😆😆
maanu was expecting geet n get came
she cares 4 him y ???😉😉
lvd th second half
bt schi maanu 's pain na made m cry😭
preca[p- int.