Slowly when spirit began returning into her numb soul..she found him carrying her to her room. She put her arms around his shoulder and rested her head on his chest. He gently pushed the door open and placed her ever so lovingly on the bed. He tucked the blankie around her comfortably and turned to leave when she held his hand. He turned back to look at her pleading face..
“please don’t go…”
He didn’t know what power she had but her every word seemed like a command to him..a command that he could never deny. He nodded softly and plonked himself beside her. she looked so vulnerable..and so upset. She held his hand and rested her head on his shoulder…still fighting within.. still blaming herself..yet still giving herself to him.
The morning light slowly peeped in, disturbing her peaceful sleep..if you call it peaceful that is, and snuggled closer into his arms..into the warmth of his embrace. She wanted to sleep a little longer but then she couldn’t…very well getting reminded that it was him beside her. she slowly opened her eyes only to see the most beautiful morning ever. He was asleep with a little frown on his forehead. She smiled at him… he looked like that same old little boy who used to run to Geet every time he was in a mess. And now…look at her…she is running to him to find a little solace. She looked at that frown again and wondered why he was disturbed. She looked around to find the cause and realized that it was her..sleeping comfortably on his hand and he wasn’t probably able to move it. she lifted herself off him..feeling extremely shy seeing him sprawled on her bed..in her room….reality seeped in! OH MY GOD…. He was with her the entire night???? Her mouth flung open..as she gaped at him… and then last night’s event swept across her mind… and she just turned crimson…he did feel something for her… didn’t he? She supported herself on her elbow and traced a finger over his forehead. He turned a little and slept off again. she smiled a bit and placed a feather light kiss on his cheek and walked to the washroom.
The warm water just reminded of the warmth she had been enveloped the entire time.. but a question rang in her head..did he really feel something for her? she slipped into her salwaar kameez, wrapped the towel on her head and walked out. She found the bed empty..ruffled and clumsy..and she didn’t why but she blushed. Probably he had gone back to his room. As far as she recalled he was supposed to be sleeping with the kids and here he was…ahh she couldn’t even complete. She walked further to do the bed when her leg slipped with the mat on the marbled floor.
She almost touched the ground when he just held her tight in his arms, preventing her from the aftermath of the fall. He was quick so there was no chance she could have hit the floor hard. She clutched his shoulders tight..somewhere relieved that he was around. He was standing by the window when he had seen her coming out of the washroom…fresh and in better condition than last night. He helped her stand up, holding her by her waist. Her towel had slipped off, revealing those wet curly locks..that actually took his breath away.
“dhyaan se chal nahi sakti?”
[cant you walk carefully?]
“uhh wo…I slipped ‘coz of this mat….an..“, she stopped looking deep into his eyes which seemed so lost in her…she just wished what she was seeing was true and not just a dream. Probably it was just a dream.. yeah it was perhaps. She shouldn’t expect anything.. no..she just shouldn’t. just when she thought to consider everything just a dream, she felt his hand slide up her back..making her shiver..and convincing her that it was as real as it could get. Her head spun round and round with his long fingers slowly yet sensuously sliding up her back…setting million of butterflies in her stomach… his finger went up and up…as she gave a slight moan, “Maan…“
“umm…” he just spoke as a reflex, hearing his name from her lips, still lost into her. she could have probably given in when his fingers disappeared into those wet locks. But unknown to him was his effect on her..his gentle touch was enough to make her lose her senses… as every nerve of hers begging him to make her as his! Her eyes went droopy and before she could have actually lost herself, she was brought back to reality with his sudden question, “what happened to your hair?”
She felt him moving away…she hated it..almost cried with desperation. She looked at him..he had a surprised look and asked her again. “what happened to your hair Geet?“
He was surprised to see her hair this short..just reaching her back…as far as he remembered it was below her waist and she just loved her hair. Apparently he had love it too. She looked at his questioning gaze and then at is hand which her into her hair, gently caressing them.
“when and why did you cut them???”
She realized at this particular moment that no matter how hard she tries to get away form her past..it always comes back to her as a boomerang. She recalled the day she had cut her hair off… those long locks that went below her hips… dark and thick. It was probably a week after Maan’s wedding. She had come to Mumbai and there was nothing that could have kept her away from him. Her very own self was no exception. She had come to know over time that he actually liked her long hair. But what was the point now! It was better she cut off all ties with him. She had just randomly taken a scissor and cut them off in one stroke. Roops was so mad at her for behaving like that. She had taken her to a parlor for a proper cut that day. She had become lifeless.
And with her own past came the hard core truth. It was so much better that she had forgotten about itfor the time being. Tears stung her eyes when she felt a tug. He took her in his embrace and cupped her face, “hey..geet what happened? Why are you upset? Did I hurt you? Am sorry…”
He pulled her close to his heart. He was shocked to see that same lonliness back on her face that he had seen the previous night. He felt her not responding at all. He pulled her straight and cupped her face once again, “Geet… kal se dekh raha hun.. tell me what happened! Did any one tell you anything? If you don’t say how will I know? Geet…tell me please…”
She just didn’t want to tell him anything that hurt him. Nothing… not a single thing. She looked into his eyes..wanting him to soothe her like he had done earlier. Her lips quivered with need and he just couldn’t resist the temptation. His forehead rested over hers and his face inched closer and close..their breaths mingled into one..and there was something about her he never ever ever could deny her..especially with that forlorn look…her hiding her pain in those beautiful doe shaped eyes… and still longing for solace in his arms.. it was so confusing yet it was beautiful to be with her. his lips touched her lower lip when a loud knock broke them apart. Geet closed her eyes, holding his hands that cupped her face as he looked around to see nakul asking for Geet.
“Geet baby..aryan sir aaye hain aapse milne…”
[Geet baby… Aryan sir has come to meet you]
she just didn’t look at him at all. She breathed in sharply, took her dupatta and ran out. His closeness flashed back in her mind…it was wrong..all so wrong but that passion between them..that attraction was so strong that it just consumed them like a never ending whirlwind and she just didn’t have it in her to resist either. His one look was enough to make her world beautiful..yet the same look was enough to shatter her world as well. She was like a moth to the flame…she knew she’d burn into ashes if she goes near him yet the attraction was so strong and the death was so beautiful that she’d happily give into that consuming flame.
She saw Aryan stand up soon as he saw her. she just dashed into him, hugging him tight. Aryan smiled and hugged her too but he could feel her tense. He had spent the glorious years of his life with her…ohh how could then he not know of her state. He gently caressed her back, calming her.
“Geet…is everything okay?”
Maan just didn’t know what was bothering her and then aryan’s sudden visit! He thought of getting back to his room and freshen up before he meets Aryan. He walked across the corridor towards his room when something going on downstairs froze him right there. He didn’t know why..but he hated that very sight. Probably he didn’t even know he had hated it from the very beginning but he had ‘other’ things to look into so it probably got ignored. Rage coursed through his body…as he clenched his fist. His lips still burned with the touch of those pink lips and then Aryan hugging her so tightly…. He just couldn’t digest that fact that she ran away from him just to meet Aryan!!! He knew they were close friends..but it angered him to hell that some one other than him was close to her. he heard namra calling for him..they were awake. He took a deep breath in and walked away.
Aryan made her sit on the couch. She looked everywhere but him. He held her hand in concern.
“Geet..tell me..is anything wrong? ”
Geet sighed… what was she doing? Here Aryan came after so many days..and she knew it would have been difficult for him to actually come to KM and here she was worrying him for no reason. She plastered a smile on her face and shook her head, “nahi..kuch bhi tho nahi…wo I saw you after so many days na..isiliye thodi senti ho gayi..”
[no no its nothing like that…wo I saw you after so many days na..thats why got a little senti.]
“ummm…someone is missing me badly.. isn’t she?…actually I had something to talk about..”
“yeah..that reminds me..you are so early.. .breakfast kiya?”
[yeah…that reminds me… you are so early… had breakfast?]
“umm.. not yet..but this is important Geet..listen to me.”
“umm..nakul kaka…please Aryan ke liye nashta lagwa dijiye..”
[umm..nakul kaka..please serve some breakfast for Aryan…]
“Geet..listen to me….”
Meanwhile dadima joined them and after exchanging pleasantries.. Aryan asked her to stay as he wanted to speak something.
“Geet… theres a music reality show being organized by my company…and of course some notable personalities from the industry..and I want you to participate!”
“I want you to participate…“, he emphasized on each word.
“Aryan…are you crazy? Me and singing? And that too reality show?”
“why not.. you sing well.. without proper training you are excellent in the field… and of course I have seen your performances in college too… then whats the matter?”
“reality check Aryan… those days are long gone Aryan… I don’t know for how long I haven’t even sung..”
“but Geet..you have talent yaar… and I had always wanted you to use your talent in something that will yield you a name… “
“no Aryan.. and moreover you are a part of it too right… then wouldn’t it be unfair on others part?”
“Geet..nothing is unfair… I won’t be directly involved in all this. My company is just sponsoring this..and its my sincere request that you at least try. I will never come in your way..promise…”
“Aryan..you are not understanding..”
“exactly my point..YOU do not understand Geet….”
Dadima had gone to see off the kids and even she insisted on Geet giving it a try. Its been a long time that Geet had actually sung. It was her passion she knew it… and probably in an attempt to make herself stay away from Maan she had actually stopped singing. Geet looked down and her voice dropped low, “you..do not understand…”
Aryan saw her going low once again…he slid closer to her and held her hands once again. he lifted her head holding her chin, “hey..tell me why you are so low. And please don’t lie Geet….”
She sighed..what will she say..that everything was her fault? Anyways Aryan and roops knew the reason why she left..even prem…but it was her who made them promise not to say anything to Maan..ever. she couldn’t have seen him breaking down.
“i…I just don’t know Aryan…”, her fingers tightened around his, “everything is just so…so…confusing….”
“now please tell me what happened…clearly..may be I can help…”
She was about to speak something when she felt something or rather someone’s intense gaze over her. it was so strong that she was compelled to look up..only to see Maan..looking down at her..intently..angrily…he was all set to leave for office but those look..they just didn’t let her sit in ease. It was as if a sheer dislike to something… she gulped hard.. and looked at Aryan..and then back at Maan, questioning with her eyes as to what happened. His gaze just burned her alive. He just looked away and walked off.
She didn’t know why he was angry..but she knew he was angry though. But why? She felt as if a part of her was going away from her. he quickly descended down the stairs and walked straight towards the door. She quickly freed her hands from Aryan and ran towards him.
He was about to step out when her voice checked him.
“you didn’t have your breakfast….”
She couldn’t even continue what she intended to speak. He just gave a look..a single look…that killed her right there and walked off. He didn’t even look at Aryan..forget speaking or greeting. It was rude..she knew..but that look… why was he so angry? What did she do now?
Aryan looked at the duo..probably understanding what was wrong. But he could care a damn. He was never close to Maan… they were friends..yeah that was true but they always had an underlying cold war between them..god knows why! He just tapped Geet’s shoulder, who stood like that by the door.
She snapped and tried to be normal, “ye..yeah I guess so…”
“just think over it Geet…and I want a positive answer. I don’t want you to waste your talent….”
next: maan angry!!!