Part 52
Geet looked back straight into her eyes - & how do u define a limit.
Sam was rendered speechless. She felt ashamed of her closeness with Mk. It was wrong. She loved him.. she figuratively threw herself at him, but he stepped away. He always tried to calm her, softly refuse her.. but then when she used to get aggressive he would had to push her away. Not once.. that had happened all the time. She always thought.. Mk was traditional type.. probably he wanted to take the vows & then get close. She even found it cute but then when they were high, that cuteness used to be seductively sexy.
Sam understood their limits were far apart. The understanding only made her feel more guiltier. But then one couldn't blame Sam too. The life style she was used to was very different. She was brought up here in US. It was normal for couple to get close & definitely she couldn't have explained her point of view to Geet. She was way to different set up.
There was thick silence that surrounded them for few mins
Sam broke the silence ' no wonder he loves u so much.
Geet looked at her. There was lot going in her mind. Did Maan really love her? He considered Sam only as friend.
Sam ' Geet there is lot of different between ur definition of limit & mine. I don't blame u for that. But I would appreciate if u don't blame me either. We are brought up in a very different life style. Its normal here for people to have a live in relation before they decide to get married.
Geet was still trying to relate to her words.
Even Maan is brought up here. Then why couldn't he get involved with Sam? Was it because of the vows? But then he never believed in them at the first place! Then how can he fall in love with her.. it was way too complicated. Geet was totally lost.
Sam's words just kept ringing in Geet's mind.. he loves her. He never said anything to her. Why she wondered.
Through out the wedding ceremony Maan was seen with drink in his hand. He got totally drunk. Rahul tried to calm him down a lot.
Rahul ' yaar Mk sab teehk hojayega
Maan just gulped another drink down ' nahi.. kuch nahi teehk hoga
kuch bhi nahi.. he poured another drink for himself
He was so drunk by the end, Rahul had to drive them back home.
Maan tried to behave sober infront of Geet.
Geet sat on the far end of the back seat. Maan pouted cutely & looked at her. The drive was silent.. with Rahul checking on Maan through the rare view mirror & Maan continuously looking at her, while Geet was lost in Sams words.
When they reached home, Rahul tried to help Maan through the steps. Maan tried to behave totally fine.
Maan ' I am fine yaar, thanks for dropping us.
Maan insisted he could walk up the steps, while he kept tripping. Every time Rahul tried to help Maan refused & got angry.
Geet finally told Rahul its ok.. she would help him.
After Rahul left.. Geet came to help Maan
Maan instantly snapped ' kahana main manage .. then went mum.. tum ho!
Rahul kanha gaya?
Geet didn't want to say anything. She just supported him through the steps
Maan ' tumhe tho mana bhi nahi kar sakta. He leaned closer tumhara tho haaq hain.. he became all lovey dovey.
The moment they reached the room Maan slipped his fingers around the waist. She instantly knew his advances.
Geet ' aapne pee huin hain
he pulled her closer roughly
Maan ' aur kya karta
Geet turned her face in irritation, the sting of alcohol was yuck!!
She cringed as Maan, blinded by his aggression & pain, grabbed the back of her head, pulling her by the hair to expose her throat. He licked her jaw line & kissed her cheek ' hosh main tumhari beruki aab sahi nahi jaathi
he spoke taking her lips in.
It was a passionate, yet rough wild, filled with pain. His eyes like hated himself for his own act. It was like he was forcing himself to get close to her. Yet there was longing!! never end ache for one soft caress. A tug of love, a hue of shy.. but all he found was a fight .. a one sided defeated war.
Geet for moment got lost in that pool of emotions in his dark pain filled lobes. The moment the sting became unbearable.. she pushed him harshly enough to throw him at a distance
please Mk .. stop it.. aapne pee huin hain
she spoke in anger
oh he so loved to see anger in her beautiful hazels. He smiled coughing.. puking..holding his stomach. He had never drank so much. It definitely pushed him off the edge.
She rushed him to the wash room. Helped him clean up. He turned on the shower playfully while she was meticulously cleaning him. She looked genuinely concerned.
His eyes couldn't blink.. couldn't miss even a bit of her, moment of her. She looked worried.. she looked beautiful.. she looked seducing as the water drenched her. The saree stuck to every part of her so closely defining her more beautifully. His eyes welled up looking at his beautiful wife, followed hiccups almost choking with emotions
geet patted his cheek ' r u ok?
Aap teehk ho?
He shook his head whimpering resting his cheek on her palm. She hesitantly pulled away, it seemed to make her vulnerable in a new way.
He smiled sadly ' aacha hota agar main uss din sach main mar jata!
Geet ' Maan she gasped covering his lips with her palm. Her hazels filled up instantly, a pain crunched her heart like some one stabbed her.
She was angry at him, she was struggling hard to let go, she had thought of many things but never thought of anything like this. Never could she!! not even if she hated him.. then how could she when deep in her heart it was him, only his named engraved though reality was different from wat she had imagined him to be.
Oh thats all he ever needed to cup her face dearly.. his thumb caressed of the redness wildly filling with his passion. She didn't even realize how evidently her body reacted to him. Probably it was her pain, probably it was her hearts ache that he preferred death over their togetherness... probably it was her way of getting closer.. but then she gave in more willingly, only to face a wild side of him. His hands instantly ripped off the pallu that was pinned to the blouse & soon the blouse's dori was snapped. He was so demanding, savage, untamed.
They had been together so many times but only today she could understand how controlled he was all that time. The night had left her breathless & sore. She had felt very uncomfortable even in the morning during her extensive yoga session. Heavy gush of blood with sever discomfort made her very restless. She called her doctor. Dr asked her to come in immediately.
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Maan woke up little latter than noon. He felt heavy in his head but his heart was at unknown peace. But all the peace was unset remembering his wildness. He searched at her end of the bed. His heart missed a million beat wondering if she was ok, if she was mad at him, did he hurt her in his passion. The infuriating pain in his head was not helping. He held his head & searched for her every where. He came rushing down after wearing his tracks & vest. He straight ran to the kitchen only to see a glass of lemon juice on the counter he gulped at once & looked around. His steps slowed when he saw her sitting in the couch numb. The marks of his passion was evident on her swollen lips, pinkish, blueish hue near the collar bone. Her silent self frightened the hell out of him.
Maan - Geet he said ever so softly to gain her attention
She instantly looked at him. Fresh layer of tears rolled down as she hugged him from the waist. He didn't know how to react. His every nerve ends jumped in joy with her touch, while his heart feared unknown, the cause of her tears.
Maan.. she spoke anxiously digging her face closer into his waist. Her fist was tight shut in a ball around his back. He was choked with emotions he couldn't explain
Maan .. Maan.. I am pregnant she cried.
Zeal of unbelievable happiness ran through him.
But as the realization sunk with her tears he didn't know how to react. He hugged her tight scared about her reaction & at his inevitable plight. He couldn't have denied her decision. He knew she was not prepared for any of this. Oh god.. what will he say.
He cupped her face biting his pain. He knelled down, his heart trembling
Maan - we will do as u wish
if u don't want
she slapped him at once.. but softly. More of a shut up types.
he held his cheek blinking his lashes couple of times watching her angry yet scared at her own act that she dared to hit him, still cutely mad at him
Maan gulped his saliva confused ' phir.. kyun.. ro.. rahi ' ho
he spoke ever so cautiously
Geet ' dr said mujhe wo yoga sab nahi karna chaiyan tha
Maan cutely rubbed his cheek ' main ne tho phelhi hi kaha tha
Geet was already very guilty & something could hurt her baby just killed her.
She confided in his arms her fear. She had no expectation from her life, from their life but motherhood!!! it changed the whole meaning. The happiness she couldn't even dare to dream off. She was going to be a mother. She had a life with in her. It will be her baby.
Mera baby Maan she said caressing her stomach.
How he wished she said humara. He just took a deep content breath.. haan Geet tumhara baby
Maan koi issen mujhe chune se mana nahi karega na.. she spoke clutching herself closer
he felt his heart couldn't bear any further
bolo na Maan koi mujhe issen chune se mana nahi karega na
he hugged her tight.. nahi kabhi nahi.. he spoke as tears rolled down his eyes.
god knows how many questions she had
does he trust her with the baby?
Will she make a good mom?
How will she take care of the baby?
She was so wrong in doing all that yoga..
she was so scared.. so nervous.. so anxious.. so excited all at once.
Is this happiness really hers or will it be snatched away from her like every other dream of hers. Her heart wanted to celebrate.. dance.. scream .. laugh ..eat.. feel every bit of it.. live every bit of it.. but she was scared, very scared. It was definitely not in her to part from this little life in her. It was only 5 weeks but it meant every thing to her now.
He just held her tight in his arms until she calmed down. She slowly slipped out
mujhe daadi se baat karni hain she said bit anxiously.
Maan smiled warmly handing her the phone. He turned to leave
Geet ' Maan
he turned in concern.
she hugged him
thank you Maan she spoke placing a soft peck on his cheek taking his breath away.
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muskan
Edited by muskanp - 12 years ago
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