MG SS- SANEYEEKA THREAD 1 - Page 50

"Just send it to my room…", he spoke coldly and went away. She smiled…at least he considered eating in his room. She served his plate and went to his room. He was in the washroom. She kept the tray on the table and looked around. It was dark, his books scattered here and there, the windows were shut tightly..the sheets were crumpled. She sighed and kept the books away. She opened the window and moved away the curtains, letting the moonlight in. the wind rushed in to dance around her…the stars twinkled brighter. She changed the sheets and walked out before he came.

He saw the change in his room… its been a long time he had actually felt his room this lively. He knew only she could do this. He closed his eyes, hurting within to have behaved with her so rudely. But he was scared, uncertain but it hurt. He relished her food, smiling. Tears clouded his eyes…he knew he would just give into his emotions. He wondered where she was…the taste of her hands just seemed to evoke so many emotions in him. He felt drowsy as he cleaned himself and fell on his bed. The moonlight sifted over him as he kept gazing at the sky through the open window. Suddenly the entire environment went silent…the wind dropped and everything seemed to come to a standstill. He felt the sudden change and wondered what happened so suddenly. He felt very uncomfortable with the silence…even the crickets had stopped chirping. He wanted to go out and check on her when a sudden sweet melody reached his ears. He listened to it carefully…it was her flute. His heart skipped a beat as he tried to listen.

He knew by now that she stayed in his mansion…but he never knew where in the mansion. Her music was soft… gentle…sweet but it also gave him shivers. Her tune was melodious yet mysterious… and it again made him wonder if she belonged to some different time. The waves of the melody sifted with rhythm and he felt a soft gentle breeze touch him. He looked out and heard the rustling of the leaves along with her melody. It was soft, soothing and had a deep intense feeling. His lashes felt heavy as he closed his eyes, drifting to a peaceful sleep, hearing her music. He didn't know how long she played…probably the whole night or may be just for a few minutes… but the peace in his heart was something he had never felt before.

The next morning was the same. He didn't even speak to her properly. She served him food and just walked out of his sight. He sighed and finished the food quietly. He didn't know what to do with her…what to say… or even what to think. He took his files and turned to leave when he heard her soft voice, "Suniye…."

His heart skipped a beat again. What was she doing to his? But her voice so melodious…and her cute 'suniye'.. he could probably just flow with that tune. But he held himself, firm.. she could never change him perhaps. He made a face and bit out, "what is it?"

He heart that faint chunn chunn of her payal… and knew she was coming closer…and closer. He held his breath, scared to lose himself. He had already suffered enough. He wont be able to take it anymore.

"mujhe shopping karni hain…"

He instantly got angry… he was so much in pain and she came back to him just to shop? His eyes turned red with fury. He never knew she could be so insensitive…so cold and so cheap. He turned back, glaring at her, "so this is why you are here… Tum tho iss rishtey ko maanthi nahin… at least meri feelings ka tho mazak mat banao…", he screamed at her, "Ek hi din mein aa gayin apni aukaat pe…"

He stopped seeing her eyes well up with tears. Those beautiful eyes that had haunted him night and day looked so hurt. But she never showed it up on her face. She smiled sweetly, trying to restrict her tears only to her eyes, "wo… grocery shopping k,,,ke liye jaana tha...aapne tho kuch bhi samaan dhang ka nahi rakha hain…", her voice trembled but she managed to hold herself…hold her tears…her emotions.

He closed his eyes realizing what he had done. He hated himself… he was never like this…he was never this rude..and he could never be this rude to her..she was special, more than special. But what did he do now? He looked at her red hurt eyes that tried to look away from him. What has he done? He felt miserable seeing that beautiful face convulse with so much pain. He tried to reach out to her, "Geet..I…"

She just turned back, carrying on with her work, "Its okay… I know you are busy.. I will manage for today."

He stood there, feeling really guilty for everything. She was just talking about the grocery… and he just messed it all. He watched her get back to her work and he just left, no being able to bear that hurt she might have been.

He couldn't concentrate on anything in the office. The mere thought of her being hurt just made him guiltier. He was upset..that was fine but then shouting at her like that was definitely wrong. He thought of asking her to go away.. it was her who will get hurt all the time he knew that. He was no where near thinking about marriage right now. And if she still hoped for it..he might just confess it clearly rather than keeping her in the dark. It ached so much within… but then he ignored, taking it to be a part of the pain he had been undergoing all these months.

He returned late night, wondering how to face her. He had spent better part of his day thinking about her only. He opened the door, already expecting her to be there, waiting for him. The house looked gloomy for certain reasons today. He didn't like it. He had expected to see her waiting for him, so that he could at least apologize. He wanted to tell her to move away as well. But not a soul stirred in the house. He looked around, trying to find her. He didn't even realize when his heart had stopped beating, getting scared again… feeling that emptiness already. She was here for only 2 days now and he was already getting addicted to her. He just hated everything today..the empty house and his heart for getting addicted to her so quickly. Unknowingly, he wished for the best, he went and changed and got to the dining area and sat down. Somewhere he believed she was in the kitchen, getting his food. But he was surprised to see nakul setting his food. He looked around to see where she was. He found nothing but darkness.

He looked at nakul, setting his food carefully. He missed the note of her payal today… he just hated it. He breathed in sharply and asked, "Geet kahan hain nakul?"

Nakul looked at him totally confused. He was all alone and then suddenly his fianc coming and then the sudden change in everything made no sense…it was just confusing. But he kept to his limits. He poured water in his glass and spoke, "Geet maam apne kamre mein hain…"

He had just accepted that she'd around whenever he was back and today that 2 day ritual seemed to be broken. It was so odd for him…so different. He couldn't even finish his food and left it halfway and went back to his room. She must be very upset. He thought and decided to speak to her the next day.

He changed sides unable to sleep. The night was awfully silent…there was no wind that danced around his window, no stars that shone so bright, no leaves rustling and no melody that reached his ears. He didn't like this silence..he couldn't even sleep. She wasn't there today…her music wasn't there either. He was restless… he was worried and above all he felt lonely…yet again.

The clock ticked by and he just got up. He slipped into his vest and walked out, searching for her. His general guess was she might be in the guestroom and went to check her there. He found it empty. Nakul did say she was in her room…and he panicked. Where was she? He checked in all the guest rooms but couldn't find her. He even checked some other rooms and when he couldn't find her, he called out to her, "Geet…where are you?"

He searched the backyard… he searched the lawn… he checked the lawn. nothing but emptiness filled in. he searched the entire mansion, worried sick. Where could she go at this time of night? He was reminded of his family… he cant let anything happen to Geet. He became frantic and searched each room. There was one room right beside him which caught is attention. His heart beats rose and he was instantly pulled towards it. He pushed it open, only to find his life, lying on the couch lifelessly. He panicked and went to her. He had never seen her this lifeless. He knelt beside her and watched her pale face in the dim moonlight. She looked so much at peace… yet so much disturbed. If possible, he could have just watched her like that forever and ever. Her beauty was just out of this world.. her red lips sweetly inviting him in. his eyes fell on her flute, discarded mercilessly on the floor. He could still remember her as a young girl, so possessive about it..her music seemed to echo in his heart. He felt really bad, seeing her so pale. His words to her from the morning reverted back on him. It did hurt. He lifted her up, gently, making sure she didn't wake up. She was so soft, delicate, silky… he sighed, feeling his body shiver with her touch. He gently laid her on the bed and pulled the spread over her. He sat beside her and watched her search for her comfort zone. She was like an angel in his life.

He watched her for some time, feeling his heart calming down. He wanted to apologize but seeing her in such a vulnerable state, he just couldn't dare to wake her up. He caressed her head lovingly and whispered softly, "am sorry…"

He turned off the lights and got up to leave when she held his hands. He stopped, feeling her pull. Was she awake? His heart fluttered and he turned back, only to see her eyes closed. She still held his hand. He looked at her hold and back at her. She didn't even open her eyes.

"Geet…", he called out to her softly.

"Meine humare rishtey ko dil se maana hain….I came back only for you…"

And her hands dropped dead. He felt heavy in his heart and walked out. He settled on his bed..but he still couldn't sleep. He was missing something. Though he felt better speaking to her but her words made him think over their relation. He watched the clock tick by unable to sleep. He wondered what went wrong when he was so exhausted. He didn't know how long he waited in that dead silence.. and there it came, breaking that silence, the music of her heart. The music slowly became louder and clearer, making him drowsy. He even stopped thinking, drifting into yet another peaceful sleep.

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