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I don't know how to thank you guys enough. But thanks a lot for all your prayers, wishes and support while my daughter was sick. She is much better now. Weak from her 4 week long sickness but recovering.

I had planned to respond to all your comments after last update but alas, I couldn't. For now, I will just focus on giving you this next update.

As I said, story will move forward at a fast pace now so do keep track of all updates. I think most of you have not read last chapter (I also didn't send PM so apologies for that). So here is the link just in case you need to read it – Chapter 41 – Yeh Duniya agar mil bhi jaye - Page 78

Also, most of you want revenge and Maan's action. I am sorry if I disappoint few of you but you guys will have to wait. He is not only Maan but MSK. There would be more pressing things to take care of and he will not answer back to those people with half preparation. Like Geet, he can also not afford to loose and put Geet in harm's way. So he will strike but only when time is right. But I assure you that I had set their punishment even before I started writing this FF.

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Chapter 42 – Tum Hi Ho

Taqdeer ne jaisa chaha waise dhal gaye hum
bahut sambhal ke chale fir bhi fisal gaye hum
kisi ne vishwas toda toh kisi ne dil
aur logo ka laga ke kitne badal gaye hum...

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Na jaane kyu aankho mein nami se rehti hai
lakho ki bheed mein kami si rehti hai
humne to hamesha yahi chaha ki humse koi na ruthe
fir bhi sabko shikayat hami se rehti hai..

By Neha5058

Morning brought sun rays filtering through the thick foliage onto the face of two people lying on the haystack. Maan opened his eyes first to see his life lying in his arms. His heart filled up emotionally trying to come to terms with the pain and hurt she has gone through her entire life. How difficult it must have been to bear it all alone. How tough to see your own parents and siblings so helpless. But still she had maintained her soul and innocence. Her positivity and belief in people and above all her ability to love and distribute happiness is what made her so unique and strong. An average person just spends his life worrying about himself. But she who has lost so much still managed to find love and hope to shower around her. He looked at her proudly as he disentangled himself from her gently.

The slight movement woke her up too and she opened her eyes to look at the man who had reinstated meaning of humanity in her. Someone so moral, pure and lovable that her heart forgets every sadness just by mere glance at him. It was first time that she was so close to him in the morning and her heart swelled with love for him. His hair was ruffled and a darker than usual stubble was visible on his face. Brimming with love, her hand unconsciously moved on its own accord to brush his hair gently just above the cut he had got yesterday.

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Hum tere bin ab reh nahi sakte
Tere bina kya wajood mera

Maan smiled looking at her gesture and he felt contended to see that storm of last night had passed from her mind at least for some time. It was not easy for her to share her past and she was emotionally distressed whimpering in his arms even in the night as she slept. He just held her close to his heart trying to calm her fears and murmuring soothing words telling her that he was there to stay with her always.

Tujhse juda gar ho jaayenge
Toh khud se hi ho jaayenge judaa

As eyes opened and consciousness seeped in, she sat up looking down. Last night she had bared herself to him but what amazed her that even after knowing everything not once his eyes had disdain or pity for her. They still held the same warmth which she always saw along with concern for her. Somewhere she was aware that she did not sleep very well but as always he was there to comfort her. She wondered how someone can be so selfless in giving and so understanding. He refused to judge her like everyone else making her feel even more touched.

Kyunki tum hi ho
Ab tum hi ho
Zindagi ab tum hi ho
Chain bhi, mera dard bhi
Meri aashiqui ab tum hi ho

He saw her looking down. Last thing he ever wanted was her to think responsible for anything which had gone wrong in her life. But he knew that more than words it was actions only which could alleviate her inner fears and self-loathing. He leaned in and spoke softly – "Chalien".

She shyly nodded and they started their quest to find a way out after freshening up. Maan continuously checked for signal on his mobile but no luck. As sun rose in the sky and temperature soared, he asked Geet to rest under a tree while he climbed one and got some fruit. Wiping it with his shirt, he offered one to her. He read the question in her eyes

"I saw few birds especially sparrows eating this from the tree. If birds eat it that means it is not poisonous. Sparrows mean we are closer to the edge. Let's take some rest and then continue...hmmm."

An hour later, Maan finally got a glimpse of a roadside.

"Dekho Geet…road. I am sure we will get the signal soon and can get a car here or take lift."

As they moved closer, Maan checked his mobile and was elated to see some signal lines appearing on the phone. He started calling Adi when he heard Geet gasp and hold his hand from behind. He looked up to see same men with a new leader armed with swords smirking at him.

Leader came closer and sneered speaking out loudly "Geet….yaad hai maine kya kaha tha. Ya toh gad jaa ya phir ghar laut jaa."

Maan's blood boiled at his words and it fuelled further hearing almost a silent whisper "Brij Veerji"

"Maine bhi kaha tha tumhare paltu doston se ki dur rehna Geet se"

Geet's eyes widened more in fear as if it was possible hearing Maan's words.

"Babaji, why is he instigating Brij. Yeh use nahi jaante lekin aap toh sab jaante ho…raksha karna unki Babaji"

"Nahin…nahin Veerji. Sir toh bas mere saath the us waqt jab…jab. Is sab mein unka koi haath nahin. Toh aap unhein jaane deejiye."

Maan was furious as well frustrated hearing Geet stuttering to protect him.

"Is this girl mad…is waqt bhi ise meri fikar ho rahi hai. Maan what are you thinking. This is Geet. Pagal hai yeh ladki aur agar ise khud nahi pata yeh tujhse kitna pyaar kart hai to kya hua tujhe to pata hai. Gairon ke liye suli pe chad jaye tho tere liye kya karegi. Soch…kuch soch."

Tera mera rishta hai kaisa
Ik pal door gawara nahi
Tere liye har roz hai jeete
Tujh ko diya mera waqt sabhi
Koi lamha mera na ho tere bina
Har saans pe naam tera

Kyunki tum hi ho
Ab tum hi ho
Zindagi ab tum hi ho
Chain bhi, mera dard bhi
Meri aashiqui ab tum hi ho

"Abe oye, tujhse samjhaya tha na mere in doston ne. Ab mein tujhe bata raha hoon. Yeh aakhri chance hai. Bhaag ja aur bhul jaa kisi Gete naam ki ladki ko jaanta hai tu."

Maan turned around swiftly and removed his watch thrusting it in her hands.

"Geet tumhein mujhpe bharosa hai na. if you have ever trusted me then run away. Take north west direction and you will find the check post. Wait for me there and I promise I will come to get you back. Kuch nahi hoga mujhe. Trust me and go back."

"Nahi sir…yeh ladai aapki nahi hai…aap jayiye"

"Shut up Geet and just go…tumhein Babaji ka vaasta…go"

By then Brij came closer but before he could touch Geet, Maan pushed her back towards the jungle.

Holding Brij's hand along with sword, he twisted it sharply behind his back as Brij yelped in pain.

"Jao Geet…Go…just Go…please mere khatir…Babaji ke liye jao"

Geet looked on as she moved slightly back into the jungle and the last vision she saw was that of Maan sir punching Brij on the face and then kicking him in the stomach making him fall back.

Maan sighed in relief as he saw her going inside but his blood boiled seeing the black mark against the very word brother sprawled in the dust in front of him. He rammed his foot in Brij's gut as he picked up the abandoned sword now. From the corner of his eye, he saw his good for nothing friends approaching him but his rage provided him with enough adrenaline to take them on. As five of them tried to hit him, he took their swords onto his and pushed them back. Roaring like a lion, he started slashing them for being a bunch of cowards trying to hurt an innocent girl…his Mishty.

Geet heard his roar as she moved inside the jungle. Her mind which was full of dilemma could not take it any longer. Even for sake of her Babaji, how could she leave him alone? She would die if something happened to him. And with just one thought on her mind – his well-being, she ran back to him with tears streaming from her eyes. She will lay her life to save a single drop of his blood….she will obliterate herself but not let those swords touch him.

Her chest heaved with heavy breathing and sweat formed due to effort of running. As she approached back the clearing she stood watching him fight alone with six able bodied village men. He punched, kicked and slashed his way but he was still a lone man. He had been cut in more than one place with his head, arms and torso bleeding. His white shirt was covered in blood in many places but still he was turning out to be difficult prospect for six of them.

Four men were already down as he battled with the last two. He pushed away Brij as he slashed arm of another man. Holding his twirling body, he made him sit on the knee and then keeping his foot on his leg, he snapped his thigh bone making him incapacitated. Now all his fury was concentrated on Brij. His eyes were red as he glared down the cowering man who had tormented his Mishty…his Geet.

He moved ahead with a full intent to cut him into two as he heard back her scream

"Maan!!!"

Not only it was her presence or fear in her voice but also her taking his name for the first time without suffix of "Sir" which startled him. He looked behind to see one of the man getting up to strike him from behind. Though everything happened as quick as blink of an eyes, but he saw her running towards him in slow motion. Taking in the panic her eyes, tears on her face, determination in her stance and glowing pure love from her every orifice, he was stunned as she rammed herself into him. For a moment he could not realise what happened and his heart even jumped a little at the thought of her hugging him like this but soon reality struck. The sword had come down and instead of cutting his back, it had marked hers. She without any thought had protected him from the wound of the sword, inflicting a different gash on his heart or rather healing every wound there ever was.

He saw her folding down on the ground and then the glint of the sword rising again as Brij now held his neck in an arm choke.

Tumhi ho... Tumhi ho...
Tere liye hi jiya main
Khud ko jo yun de diya hai
Teri wafa ne mujhko sambhala
Saare ghamon ko dil se nikala
Tere saath mera hai naseeb juda
Tujhe paake adhoora naa raha hmm..

Kyunki tum hi ho
Ab tum hi ho
Zindagi ab tum hi ho..
Chain bhi, mera dard bhi
Meri aashiqui ab tum hi ho

The only thought ringing in his mind was that he will not let go of his Geet's efforts in vain. As he heard her screaming his name at the top of his voice, he turned around and the sword actually hit Brij. Brij stumbled backwards and Maan made the use of the opportunity hitting the other person squarely on his face.

He glanced at crying and shouting Geet and saw her kurti getting red with blood. He looked back and unceremoniously put his hand Brij's shirt pocked taking out the keys. Without losing a moment, he held her hand and made her stand, dragging her and running towards the road. As expected, Brij's Jeep stood there along with two other cars. He ran to the jeep and after making Geet climbed it, ran to the driver seat and drove away leaving a cloud of dust behind. He heard Brij and his men shouting behind him but he knew it will take them at least few minutes to get in the car with all those injuries and play catch up.

He drove at berserk speed. All he wanted was to cajole her in his arms but this was not the right moment. He couldn't even ask if she was fine when he knew she wasn't. Only thing keeping his sanity was that she seemed to be conscious and by looks of it more worried about some knicks and cuts he had got then her own wounds.

Soon he reached a junction which he recognised. He smirked slightly with determination. They were in Delhi and he knew the roads like back of his hand. He will not let those men touch his Geet ever again….ever. He immediately turned the jeep towards right knowing exactly what he wanted to do.

Precap – Bin Tere Kya Hai Jeena