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PART 17
*Maan's POV*
I wish it was rather dream than a drama. Was it all out of pity? The kindness that i saw in Geet's was a pretendance kills me. Out of everyone in this world i least expected this from her. For god's sake i love her.
It is half past eight, precisely 8 hours since i walked out of the house. I have been sitting alone in here. My phone buzzed endlessly before its battery drained. Geet was trying to reach me.
I wish you haven't told me that Geet.
I walked back to house like a zombie. I was shocked to see Geet curled in the couch hugging her phone. A close look at her reveled trail of tears on her cheek and the very sight made me guilty even though i was the victim here. As if sensing my presence she woke up, looking at me with wide eyes.
"Maan" she called
"we hour an hour before the flight" i said
I know Geet was trying to talk to me throughout the way to air port and in the flight but i turned deaf ears to her. Everting in my life is acting super fast and i need time. I ignored her not being polite about it.
We reached the hotel where all officers and family was accommodated.
"Can i get an extra room?" i asked the receptionist who handed me the key of my room.
"We were instructed to give only one room to each officer sir" she said
Geet's eyes were on me though i didn't look at her. I have never faced this room problem before and i know my team would be given only specific room.
"Its personal i will bear the expense " i said as if that could help
"Sorry sir but all rooms are filled " she said eyeing at me then at Geet.
I didn't miss to notice the receptionist's suspicious eye on now evident baby bump of Geet.
"We could manage" i heard Geet's meek voice say.
The room was big enough with its own private balcony. The couch looked fair, maybe i could fit in there easily.
" Maan i need to talk to you" she said
"I ll shower first my meeting starts after 1" i ignored her previous statement and went to bathroom.
Why do i feel guilty seeing her hurt. Ain't i hurt more? If i am going to give her the cold shoulders why did i bring her at first place? Because you need to feel her presence 24*7 my mind shouted.
Perhaps that is true. I am used to her smell when i enter the room, the sound of her anklet when she walk around, her curious eyes following my action as if i am remote toy in a child's hand. Her presence is spoiling me. I inhaled deeply as the cold water hit me. Wasn't my life already a mess.
The door bell rang endlessly until i answered. Geet was taking shower while i was getting ready for the meeting. Most of the officer's family may arrive only tomorrow so i should leave Geet here alone to entertain herself.
"Aarav?" i said blankly seeing him on doorstep.
" I was informed Geet accompanied you" he said
That was the only civil conversation that covered everything until Geet emerged from the bathroom when me and Aarav were sitting at far ends of the couch fully dressed.
"Aarav?" Geet's voice told that she was not expecting him here.
It was a shock for her as well but a happy one.
" I thought i should say an hai before i go to meeting " he said walking towards her.
And that is the moment when i realize my presence is inadequate and i am invisible. I have never been a jealous kind until i met Aarav. Generally other men get jealous of me for everything i have that is visible with naked eyes. But Aarav can beat me with closed eyes because he has Geet smile at him genuinely with those remarkable spark in eyes and dedicated cute dimples.
Something that she fails in front of me. That is my fate, to go with nothing but a baggage of useless life.
The meeting was more like annual report. I have never been an active participant, i wouldn't have bothered to attend if it wasn't in shimla, a place that could easily calm anyone.This year i have another reason to attend, i have an award being given to me for bravery in the last year drug dealer arrest case. After 8 the ceremony would commence with the family of all the officers attending it. That was one of the reason i wanted Geet to be with me here. But now knowing her she would probably attend the event with Aarav. That ironical is my life.
I returned to the hotel room to free myself from the formal dress and shift to a tux to fit the award ceremony. I least expected Geet to wait for my arrival.
"I thought you would have left" the words slipped my mouth before i could think
Her face displayed hurt before she frowned at me.
"How will i go without you" she said
Just for a minute i wanted to think that the words were meant to me in all sense i wanted. I looked at her with longing eyes.
"Can you wear this tie?" she asked walking towards me with a royal blue tie " i have similar saree so i bought this tie for you in the afternoon"
Really? I wanted to ask like a kid. Is it out of pity for the loner who has no one to care for? Or does she really want to do this for me?
"I did this for me" she said after my long pause " i wanted you to match my dress color not because no one ever bought you anything " she said as if reading my mind.
Is that why she took pains to shp for me, so that we could match our dress colors. I thought she will enter with Aarav. Where is he?
With thousand unwanted questions invading my mind i exited the washroom fully dressed. I stood rooted to my place seeing Geet in a blue saree ( that matched my tie) with black border. Her hair was left free and she was applying kajal. She looked beautiful. The color was complementing her skin and she looked breath taking specially with the baby bump.
"I am ready " Geet said looking at my reflection on the mirror.
I think i nodded but i am not sure because my mind was only taking in her picture and i am no master of my actions. I effortlessly walked towards her and stood beside her that our backs were touching. Her breath hitched as the sudden contact startled her. I moved back as reflex action and looked down gultily.
What part of 'she doesn't like you that way' is hard to understand Maan, i scolded myself.
The next ten minutes i ignored her presence and got ready with all concentration that made me realize i actually take more time to get ready.
"Shall we go?" i asked
"i..." she hesitated
I know this would occur. She would now tell me that she cannot accompany me and Aarav is already waiting for her down. I turned away dejectedly.
"can you take a pic of me" she said biting her lower lips.
"what?!" i narrowed my eyes.
"I just wanted to make sure that the saree doesn't look awkward with the bump" she said nervously that i had to bit my inner cheeks to stop laughing.
We both reached the venue that was only a five minutes walk. The crowd has already gathered.
"Are you ok?" i asked Geet seeing her impatient.
I am not a fool not to understand her plight. This is the same crowd where she was known as Aarav's fiance and now to address the same crowd with a baby bump and a new Man would humiliate her to the core. She probably hates me for bringing her here.
"I think the crowd is making the baby nervous " she said
That is a poor reason. How can a baby be nervous when its technically inside her. Geet glued herself to me and guided my hands around her waist. Howmuch ever i love the gesture it bewildered me.
"Maybe he needs you near to assure that he is safe."she said with a cute smile.
So all this impatient act adds up to this? And i thought she was regretting to be spotted with me. I couldn't help the smile on my lips that reflected hers.
"hey Geet" we were greeted by who i think is Kabir's wife and probably also Geet's friend.
"How are you?" Geet said only half excited as the girl.
"Fine. You look wonderful" she said eyeing at my hands on Geet's bump.
Geet didn't get a bit uncomfortable with the accusing stare in fact it only made her press down to me more.
"we are expecting a baby boy" Geet said beaming.
"boy?" the girl narrowed her eyes.
"Thats what Maan likes to believe " she said in whisper but audible enough for three of us.
The girl left out a fake chuckle while Geet grinned at me placing her hand on my chest as a gesture of affection. Her eyes were glowing like stars at night that i forgot to blink.
After some social encounters we met with what i assumed to be Geet's group of friends. Most of them i recognized.
" Is that what you call pregnancy glow?" Sasha asked as a greeting.
Geet smiled genuinely that tells me probably she is comfortable with them.
"No that glow appears when you get pampered a lot" Geet smiled her hands entwined with mine. Oh? When did that happen?
Geet was having good time and it pleased me. They were not making judgemental comments and its safe for her with this lot.
Some 30 minutes after we arrived i was given the bravery award that i took with subtle politness. From where i received the award i could see Geet's eyes twinkling with pride and she was probably the most enthusiastic clapper.
This is what i wanted to see. Someone who is happy only because i am happy, successful. Seeing her smile at me, i for the fisrt time felt the joy of receiving an award. Straight away i walked to her with the award.
"Did you see that?" she said.
I narrowed my eyebrows confused.
"Your dad got an award" she said
That is when i realized she was talking to the baby. I didn't even try to hide my amused smile.
"Baby wants to have the award for itself" she said grabbing the medal.
The blissful moment when you share something of yours with someone because the truth behind your life is their existence. I wouldn't be surprised if i had cried because it was a picture perfect moment for me.
Was i wrong? Maybe just maybe Geet is genuine and she cares for me. It is not pity but something we both are yet to discover.
It was late after 11 when we returned from the gathering and presently Geet is sipping her coffee sitting in private balcony staring at the moon.
"I have made the bed. You should sleep now. I will sleep in the couch" i said
We haven't had many conversation, not from my side at least.
"So am i forgiven?" she asked
The sore topic after about a day it happend.
" Geet you need to sleep " i said
"i need to know. I can't handle that you think whatever i did is only because i was sympathetic" she said with visible hurt. "do you think i am heartless?"
"Geet i..." i didn't know what to tell
" why do you think i can't like you " she said
"Like me?" i asked startled
Did she just said like me or am i hearing things? It is true that at times people hear what they want to hear but then it can't be true her. Is it possible that she said that?
Geet looked at me with no regret of telling that but a strange mixture of anger and helplessness. She inhaled deeply before she stared at me with those chocolate brown eyes.
"i am not sure Maan " she began " i am confused. It is not your fault, i am not used to feeling things like this. Maybe its just the pregnancy hormones. Do you think its possibly true? You are not i wanted but i just can't let go of you. Perhaps i am wrong but its also possible i am right. So the turminol tortures me"
I looked at her blankly trying to understand wht she wants to tell.
"you don't understand whatever i am telling, do you?" she asked
I nodded no. She chuckled with that musical sound.
"look Maan i think we should give us a chance, are you ok with it?" she asked so bluntly.
What does that meant, i have no clue but i agreed. All that matters is that she is with me.
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*Maan's POV*
I wish it was rather dream than a drama. Was it all out of pity? The kindness that i saw in Geet's was a pretendance kills me. Out of everyone in this world i least expected this from her. For god's sake i love her.
It is half past eight, precisely 8 hours since i walked out of the house. I have been sitting alone in here. My phone buzzed endlessly before its battery drained. Geet was trying to reach me.
I wish you haven't told me that Geet.
I walked back to house like a zombie. I was shocked to see Geet curled in the couch hugging her phone. A close look at her reveled trail of tears on her cheek and the very sight made me guilty even though i was the victim here. As if sensing my presence she woke up, looking at me with wide eyes.
"Maan" she called
"we hour an hour before the flight" i said
I know Geet was trying to talk to me throughout the way to air port and in the flight but i turned deaf ears to her. Everting in my life is acting super fast and i need time. I ignored her not being polite about it.
We reached the hotel where all officers and family was accommodated.
"Can i get an extra room?" i asked the receptionist who handed me the key of my room.
"We were instructed to give only one room to each officer sir" she said
Geet's eyes were on me though i didn't look at her. I have never faced this room problem before and i know my team would be given only specific room.
"Its personal i will bear the expense " i said as if that could help
"Sorry sir but all rooms are filled " she said eyeing at me then at Geet.
I didn't miss to notice the receptionist's suspicious eye on now evident baby bump of Geet.
"We could manage" i heard Geet's meek voice say.
The room was big enough with its own private balcony. The couch looked fair, maybe i could fit in there easily.
" Maan i need to talk to you" she said
"I ll shower first my meeting starts after 1" i ignored her previous statement and went to bathroom.
Why do i feel guilty seeing her hurt. Ain't i hurt more? If i am going to give her the cold shoulders why did i bring her at first place? Because you need to feel her presence 24*7 my mind shouted.
Perhaps that is true. I am used to her smell when i enter the room, the sound of her anklet when she walk around, her curious eyes following my action as if i am remote toy in a child's hand. Her presence is spoiling me. I inhaled deeply as the cold water hit me. Wasn't my life already a mess.
The door bell rang endlessly until i answered. Geet was taking shower while i was getting ready for the meeting. Most of the officer's family may arrive only tomorrow so i should leave Geet here alone to entertain herself.
"Aarav?" i said blankly seeing him on doorstep.
" I was informed Geet accompanied you" he said
That was the only civil conversation that covered everything until Geet emerged from the bathroom when me and Aarav were sitting at far ends of the couch fully dressed.
"Aarav?" Geet's voice told that she was not expecting him here.
It was a shock for her as well but a happy one.
" I thought i should say an hai before i go to meeting " he said walking towards her.
And that is the moment when i realize my presence is inadequate and i am invisible. I have never been a jealous kind until i met Aarav. Generally other men get jealous of me for everything i have that is visible with naked eyes. But Aarav can beat me with closed eyes because he has Geet smile at him genuinely with those remarkable spark in eyes and dedicated cute dimples.
Something that she fails in front of me. That is my fate, to go with nothing but a baggage of useless life.
The meeting was more like annual report. I have never been an active participant, i wouldn't have bothered to attend if it wasn't in shimla, a place that could easily calm anyone.This year i have another reason to attend, i have an award being given to me for bravery in the last year drug dealer arrest case. After 8 the ceremony would commence with the family of all the officers attending it. That was one of the reason i wanted Geet to be with me here. But now knowing her she would probably attend the event with Aarav. That ironical is my life.
I returned to the hotel room to free myself from the formal dress and shift to a tux to fit the award ceremony. I least expected Geet to wait for my arrival.
"I thought you would have left" the words slipped my mouth before i could think
Her face displayed hurt before she frowned at me.
"How will i go without you" she said
Just for a minute i wanted to think that the words were meant to me in all sense i wanted. I looked at her with longing eyes.
"Can you wear this tie?" she asked walking towards me with a royal blue tie " i have similar saree so i bought this tie for you in the afternoon"
Really? I wanted to ask like a kid. Is it out of pity for the loner who has no one to care for? Or does she really want to do this for me?
"I did this for me" she said after my long pause " i wanted you to match my dress color not because no one ever bought you anything " she said as if reading my mind.
Is that why she took pains to shp for me, so that we could match our dress colors. I thought she will enter with Aarav. Where is he?
With thousand unwanted questions invading my mind i exited the washroom fully dressed. I stood rooted to my place seeing Geet in a blue saree ( that matched my tie) with black border. Her hair was left free and she was applying kajal. She looked beautiful. The color was complementing her skin and she looked breath taking specially with the baby bump.
"I am ready " Geet said looking at my reflection on the mirror.
I think i nodded but i am not sure because my mind was only taking in her picture and i am no master of my actions. I effortlessly walked towards her and stood beside her that our backs were touching. Her breath hitched as the sudden contact startled her. I moved back as reflex action and looked down gultily.
What part of 'she doesn't like you that way' is hard to understand Maan, i scolded myself.
The next ten minutes i ignored her presence and got ready with all concentration that made me realize i actually take more time to get ready.
"Shall we go?" i asked
"i..." she hesitated
I know this would occur. She would now tell me that she cannot accompany me and Aarav is already waiting for her down. I turned away dejectedly.
"can you take a pic of me" she said biting her lower lips.
"what?!" i narrowed my eyes.
"I just wanted to make sure that the saree doesn't look awkward with the bump" she said nervously that i had to bit my inner cheeks to stop laughing.
We both reached the venue that was only a five minutes walk. The crowd has already gathered.
"Are you ok?" i asked Geet seeing her impatient.
I am not a fool not to understand her plight. This is the same crowd where she was known as Aarav's fiance and now to address the same crowd with a baby bump and a new Man would humiliate her to the core. She probably hates me for bringing her here.
"I think the crowd is making the baby nervous " she said
That is a poor reason. How can a baby be nervous when its technically inside her. Geet glued herself to me and guided my hands around her waist. Howmuch ever i love the gesture it bewildered me.
"Maybe he needs you near to assure that he is safe."she said with a cute smile.
So all this impatient act adds up to this? And i thought she was regretting to be spotted with me. I couldn't help the smile on my lips that reflected hers.
"hey Geet" we were greeted by who i think is Kabir's wife and probably also Geet's friend.
"How are you?" Geet said only half excited as the girl.
"Fine. You look wonderful" she said eyeing at my hands on Geet's bump.
Geet didn't get a bit uncomfortable with the accusing stare in fact it only made her press down to me more.
"we are expecting a baby boy" Geet said beaming.
"boy?" the girl narrowed her eyes.
"Thats what Maan likes to believe " she said in whisper but audible enough for three of us.
The girl left out a fake chuckle while Geet grinned at me placing her hand on my chest as a gesture of affection. Her eyes were glowing like stars at night that i forgot to blink.
After some social encounters we met with what i assumed to be Geet's group of friends. Most of them i recognized.
" Is that what you call pregnancy glow?" Sasha asked as a greeting.
Geet smiled genuinely that tells me probably she is comfortable with them.
"No that glow appears when you get pampered a lot" Geet smiled her hands entwined with mine. Oh? When did that happen?
Geet was having good time and it pleased me. They were not making judgemental comments and its safe for her with this lot.
Some 30 minutes after we arrived i was given the bravery award that i took with subtle politness. From where i received the award i could see Geet's eyes twinkling with pride and she was probably the most enthusiastic clapper.
This is what i wanted to see. Someone who is happy only because i am happy, successful. Seeing her smile at me, i for the fisrt time felt the joy of receiving an award. Straight away i walked to her with the award.
"Did you see that?" she said.
I narrowed my eyebrows confused.
"Your dad got an award" she said
That is when i realized she was talking to the baby. I didn't even try to hide my amused smile.
"Baby wants to have the award for itself" she said grabbing the medal.
The blissful moment when you share something of yours with someone because the truth behind your life is their existence. I wouldn't be surprised if i had cried because it was a picture perfect moment for me.
Was i wrong? Maybe just maybe Geet is genuine and she cares for me. It is not pity but something we both are yet to discover.
It was late after 11 when we returned from the gathering and presently Geet is sipping her coffee sitting in private balcony staring at the moon.
"I have made the bed. You should sleep now. I will sleep in the couch" i said
We haven't had many conversation, not from my side at least.
"So am i forgiven?" she asked
The sore topic after about a day it happend.
" Geet you need to sleep " i said
"i need to know. I can't handle that you think whatever i did is only because i was sympathetic" she said with visible hurt. "do you think i am heartless?"
"Geet i..." i didn't know what to tell
" why do you think i can't like you " she said
"Like me?" i asked startled
Did she just said like me or am i hearing things? It is true that at times people hear what they want to hear but then it can't be true her. Is it possible that she said that?
Geet looked at me with no regret of telling that but a strange mixture of anger and helplessness. She inhaled deeply before she stared at me with those chocolate brown eyes.
"i am not sure Maan " she began " i am confused. It is not your fault, i am not used to feeling things like this. Maybe its just the pregnancy hormones. Do you think its possibly true? You are not i wanted but i just can't let go of you. Perhaps i am wrong but its also possible i am right. So the turminol tortures me"
I looked at her blankly trying to understand wht she wants to tell.
"you don't understand whatever i am telling, do you?" she asked
I nodded no. She chuckled with that musical sound.
"look Maan i think we should give us a chance, are you ok with it?" she asked so bluntly.
What does that meant, i have no clue but i agreed. All that matters is that she is with me.
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A BIG SORRY for being late but it wasn't my choice.
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