MEHBOOBA S2 CHAPTER 73

Maan watched her through the partition, she looked the same, no improvements at all in her health. He was thinking deeply on how to take out the things from her, which are bothering her so much…he knew he couldn’t make her open up just now. She did not even trust him enough to do so. 

Frustrated, he sighed and put his head back on the head post, closing his eyes.

That’s how Geet found him as she saw him through the partition. She frowned and checked the time before getting up to walk out of her cabin.

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After a while, Maan heard the knock on his cabin door, “come in.” He commanded in his stern voice.

She walked in with the brewing coffee mug, and put that down in the desk before him.

Tumhe knock karke aane ki jarurat nahi hai, Geet… 

She kept mum after hearing voice, and silently moved to walk out. 

Geet…he got up walking behind her, whereas her feet halted with his call.

Um…bring me the Gurgaon bridge project file…he somehow wanted her stay close to him, her recent distant behaviour was torturing him to no extent.

She nodded curtly and walked out before returning with the file in few minutes. 

She handed him the file, was about to walk out, when he again stopped her, ruko…

Ji…she turned around.

Arrange those files in the cupboard. He gestured towards the desk, where all stuff was scattered…

She frowned but then shrugged her shoulders, and got to the work… while he sat admiring her throughout, side by side sipping his coffee that only reminded him about their togetherness. 

In evening, he dropped her at her house, following her inside, she frowned but kept quite and went inside kitchen to instruct Yashoda for one brewing coffee mug for her guest.

I won’t drink anyone’s made coffee than yours hands. He declared with finality.

Both Geet and her maid looked at him with wide eyes, 

Geet gestured her to leave, she would call her after a while. She knew Maan wanted some privacy at the moment.

After a while, 

She walked upstairs carrying the tray of coffee mug, ” Maan” she called him and he walked in from the balcony door.

Their eyes met for a while before she turned her gaze away from his piercing one, “aapki coffee,” 

Thank You! He said in his deep baritone, all the while giving her passionate glare. 

hume lagta hai, ab aapko nikalna chahiye…she said fidgeting with her saree pallu.

Maan just nodded curtly before handling her the mug, he walked out, but stopped at the door, she wondered why…then saw him turning around. He walked back, cupped her face, “take care” whispering softly he placed soft kiss on her forehead before storming out of her room. She stood gapping at his retreating figure, her heart ripped apart for her own rude behaviour towards him. But she was helpless…

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Maan pulled out the diary… His heart thudded against the ribcage, he was unsure about the feeling that creeped his heart at the moment.

He remembered, how he got the diary from her room. He had searched her room thoroughly without her notice, wanted just little clue to which could helped him to find out the secrets which she hides in her heart. 

He then reached her cupboard, he was amazed to see her separate cupboard, it really soothed his heart, as he ran his hand through her sarees… inhaling her aroma, when something stuck him. And it slipped down between silky cloths straight to his feet. 

His brows squeezed…he bend down to pick it up, it was the small diary. He opened the first page, only to see his name carved beautifully there. He was sweetly surprised, he got a clue that it’s her diary. Just then he heard anklets sound and quickly hide it in his coat shutting the door of cupboard.

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Maan sighed , for a moment he closed his eyes, preparing himself mentally to sneak into someone’s thoughts, he was aware, he shouldn’t doing this but then she left him with no other option. He wanted to cure her, see her happy and healthy, for that he would do anything, will go to any extent…

And at the end, she is his…he have every right on her things. He smiled with the thought and open the first page, it content only his name written on every line… His heart skip many beats, realizing the depth of her insane love for him…that too in that small age. 

He flipped to the next page, words were soaked there, maybe with her tears,  

I love you Maan…you will come and take me away with you, won’t you? 

Hume yaha aur nahi rahna…plz come soon aur hume yaha se le jaiye…

His heart conflicted, he gulped the knot in his throat, feeling her pain…

Although he knew , how much she love him but reading her own confession brought new Zeal to his heart, he felt overwhelmed with emotions.as he slowly ran his fingers over each letters, as if trying to sooth his Jaan.

Geet got up with a startle…she was sweating profusely, she felt as if Maan was there beside her, caressing her with love. It was dream, she knew but small smile tugged at her lips… although it was just a dream but she could at least relished it. 

Maan flipped through few more pages, each one contains only him, she has called for him, yearn for him..she had lived him… 

He flipped next page, and halted there reading her words, 

Aaj pahli baar humne unhe nazdeek se dekha, aur hum toh dang rah gaye…

Never ever in my dreams, I thought, ever I could get the chance to meet him, or see him this closer, this soon. But like God had granted my wish today. 

Geet wasn’t interested much when she got the news of Rajeev’s friend coming home. She was least interested, all she knew was she hated him with all her core so as his friends. 

But when he stepped inside, she didn’t know why her heart skipped a beat, why this much restlessness. She reached down in the kitchen and got a glass of water for herself. She was just walking out through the corridor when she bumped into someone, the water spills on his shirt, sorry…words left abruptly from her mouth and she looked up.

And she couldn’t believe for a while what was she seeing… she is surely hallucinating…with this thought in her mind she closed her eyes , and again open it .only to see him still present there in front of her eyes. 

Now her mouth turned into o shape, she gaped at him like a fool, couldn’t contains the happiness, and her face broke into huge smile.

Her trance was broken with the hard voice of Rajeev, who watched the whole scene and now walked up to them. 

What the hell you did? Can’t you see while walking? 

Geet pouted, she was highly upset with silence of Maan now, couldn’t he defeat her like she had imagined always. 

But she never know, it was the first reality check for her…

I am sorry… Galati se….she couldn’t complete when he barked on her.

Now get lost, before I lose my temper…

Rajeev, relax…its not big thing…

Finally she heard his soothing voice, how charismatic it was. She was again drooling on him which angered Rajeev further and he grabbed her wrist dragging her away from there, all the while she kept turning and getting his glimpses.

Aapko pata hai maan, kitne Betaab the hum aapse Milne ke liye but you did not care…you simply turned your back to me, when I was only watching you. 

Maan closed his eyes, his eyes moistening with the amount of pain she had gone through. He also was so ignorant… When suddenly something strike his mind, he again read it and continued to read further,

Geet cried for a while, sitting in the corner of her room, honey was trying to cheer her sis. After a while, she compose herself and decided to not cry further and just relieve this moment, watching him this close.

She sneaked out slowly, to fetch his glimpses, knowing well, her brother won’t like her presence there, he had always preferred his privacy with his friends, not even Riya was allowed around. He only allowed Madhu that too for his work, Geet always infuriated with the thought that parents were used as a servant of this house, but she couldn’t complain…when she did her mouth was clasped by her own mother.

She hides behind the poll, and tilted her head out, to see him now laughing whole heartily on his friends some silly joke. Her own lips curved into beautiful smile seeing it.

Suddenly Maan felt that he was being watched constantly from long while, thinking so he looked up to find her head out, she quickly pushed herself back, hiding behind the pillar, she was scared, began breathing heavily.

She again bend and looked at him, when he again caught her. 

Geet thought now she is gone, when she noticed them all getting up and walking around the garden, Rajeev was showing him his whole house.

Geet tilted her head again and caught him looking at her, she stopped dead on the spot without any move, 

When something unexpected happened, he gave her lopsided smile before turning his attention back to his friend.

Aise Hasti Thi Woh Aise Chalti Thi – (2)
Chand Ke Jaise Chhuptee Aur Nikaltee Thee) – (2)

Her heartbeat rose manically, she hit her head, “zalli…” And broke into shy smile before running away from there catching everyone’s attention with the jingling sound of her anklets.

Who’s that girl, asked his other friend.

Koi nahi…humare yaha jo maid hai,  uski beti hai…

Geet stood with tears filled up her eyes, she had walked around from back side, when she heard him.

Her blood boiled like anything, her fist tighten, she so wanted to hit him right at the moment, her heart ripped apart with the pain not for her but, her mother. She had done everything, for them for these two, just for the happiness of their father but what she is receiving in return…the humiliation, pain and what more.

She knew, she couldn’t reveal it to her parents, to her father, she couldn’t see them hurt after hearing what that son of his brother thought about his wife.

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Maan couldn’t control his rage either after reading it, now things began getting clear to him, he again read the date on the page, and thought those years back. 

He clenches his eyes tight, he could see that nave beautiful heart shape face, those big almond eyes, filled with mischief and some hidden pain. Those curly brown short hair, the cute little doll dressed in frock, or top and skirt always. 

Sab Se Teri Bate, Tere Bad Karenge Tujhe Yad Karenge

Geet…. He snapped open his eyes, remembering those encounters. It was she, realization dawn upon him…it was always she, who had stolen his heart at the first sight. 

It took him years to realized the depth of his feelings…his eyes moisten with the realization.

Jab Hum Jawan Honge, Janey Kahan Honge
Lekin Jahan Honge Waha Fariyad Karenge, Tujhe Yad Karenge

He got up in a jerk, wanted to just have one glimpse of his sweetheart. 

How he could forget her, simply…how he could…he thought bitterly, she waited for him all theses years but he couldn’t be there with her when she needed him the most. 

He took back the diary to read but couldn’t knowing somewhere now what containing further. He took out his cell and dialled the number.

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Geet was getting restless as minutes passed then hours, she couldn’t sleep, she was just switching her positions, then got up seeing kunal’s frowning face. She knew one more minute on the bed and she will break his sleep, it’s better to fetch some solace to her sore heart by standing in the balcony.

She stood in the dim lighted balcony, and tried to find the moon which played hide and seek through the dark clouds, as it was rainy season, the place around her engulfed only darkness, the chill wind passed her, making her shivered.

The ring of her cell phone broke her trance and she hurried inside to take the call in fear, it might break kunals sleep.

She answered the call, all the while looking at his face, when he opened his sleepy eyes, “itne raat Gaye Kaun call kar raha hai..?” 

Um..koi nahi …it’s wrong number, she managed to keep her voice normal , seeing Maan’s name  on the screen. 

Aao so jaiye…

Hm…and he turned his back , she took relieved breath before rushing out to the balcony again.

Hello…

I love you Jaan. I love you…

She froze on the place hearing his deep baritone.

to be continued….

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