okay okay i know i was absconding all this holiday time but my house was over loaded with guests and college didn’t even give us holidays this time
so sorry to have made you all wait so long… but i dunno y i just don’t get time on weekdays!
I will try my best to update on weekends for the time being. Pls bear with me.
A VERY VERY HAPPY NEW YEAR TO EVERYONE OF YOU
She had almost started jumping, “ohh god… I ran without falling… I did… yiipiieee I did…”
She held his hands and started jumping happily. He just smiled looking at her this excited. But Geet was far from thinking about him. she wa improving..no wonder she didn’t falter a step. She just watched him smile all through which made her evening all the more bright because this was the best evening she ever had and she ran without a fall.
They drove back with a smile still adoring her lips. He brought her an ice cream while coming back…he just couldn’t be happier!
She hesitated before entering the house and looked back at maan with a puppy face. He was leaning against the car, waiting for her to get inside. and her look just made him ru towards her and cup her face, “kya baat hain jaan?”
[whats the matter jaan?]
She was oddly feeling so nice with him being around..very calm and composed but she never knew what relation they shared! But she felt a certain connection with him”how she got comfortable with him and around him. usually she was never into meeting new people and always stayed home but this time he was different. She liked him pampering her so much!
“wo…wo…”, she mumbled not knowing how to speak it up.
“bolo na Geet… kya baat hain?”
[tell me Geet… whats the matter?]
She looked down, holding his hands that cupped cheeks, “Sasha dantegi…”
[Sasha will scold…]
He heaved a sigh of relief but her vulnerable state made him overwhelmed with emotions. She was still so scared and looking down. He made her face him but her lashes dropped.
“jaan…suno meri baat…”
[jaan listen to me…]
“nahi… Sasha sachi daantegi…”, she spoke getting worried.
[no..sasha will cold…]
“Geet..am there. No one is going to scold…”, he tried to convince her.
She shook her head, “nahin…aapke jaane ke baad daantegi…”
[no..she will scold after you are gone.]
He sighed..he wont let Sasha scold his jaan for whatever reason. He thought for a while and smiled, “acha batao… you have you phone right?”
She nodded cutely.
“okay..take my number and save it. if anyone tells you anything..just give me a call ok..”
She looked at him awe recalling the time when Sasha had addressed him as sir and allowed him to take her without a word. She loved this… Sasha wont be able to say anything to her now. She checked her pocket and as usual Sasha had tucked her phone in the jacket. She took it out and tried to punch the number he was saying.
Maan stopped midway seeing her search for numbers before relating to what he was saying and what she was seeing on the screen. He closed his eyes in defeat… she was not okay at all.
“here..let me help…”
He took the phone, punched his number correctly and saved his name and number and showed it to her, “just give me a call okay!”
She watched him smile and urging her to do the same. She smiled weakly and turned to leave. He just stood by his car, looking at his jaan, holding her phone in both her hands walking slowly into the house. what has happened to his jaan… he recalled her counting the ducks, stumbling while walking, her happiness when she realized she ran without falling…her getting scared like that…it killed him from within. God had been kind to have let her live..but he had been cruel enough to make her like this.
He drove back home with a heavy heart, speaking to adi over phone about his scheduled flight the next day. he won’t be here for a week! He fell on the bed, thinking about her and closed his eyes. His mind went back to the day when she had called him for the first time.
“hey hot shot… not asleep yet?”
His heart skipped beats hearing her voice… drowsily sexy, like a vixen. He looked at the phone..at the number flashing on it..so that was her number!! His stress was almost gone. He kept the file aside and smiled, like something soothing his heart. he relaxed on the couch, somewhere deep down feeling extremely happy to hear her voice after so long.
“hello? You there hot shot?”
“umm yeah I am… so how come you remembered me after so long?”
She laughed…ahh his heart fluttered with that rhythm of her laughter, “its just been a week and you sound desperate!”
“you could say I was…anyways so Geet ma’am how have you been?”
She felt pampered, “nothing…just a little busy this whole week. Seriously need a break now. You say…you are not yet asleep?”
“hmm…just working on a presentation baby… even I need a break…”
“hmmm… “, she didn’t know what to ask him next but then she asked him directly, “so hows it going with that bi***?”
He smiled and pressed the send’ button of his mail, “nothing serious. Good news for you is that we broke up…”
“seriously? You did that? I mean did she dump you or you did?”
He was amused to hear such excitement in her tone, “you seem so happy about it…what are you thinking Geet?”
She rolled on her bed, “of course I am happy dekha nahi kitna attitude dikha rahi thi. She deserved it… “
[of course I am happy. Didn’t you see she was showing so much attitude. She deserved it…]
He thought for a while and spoke up, “kal shaam… coffee pe chalogi?”
[tomorrow evening? Will you come for a coffee?]
He smiled..she used to call him hotshot! Does she even remember those things? perhaps not! He wanted to ask her what went wrong between them..what went wrong that she didn’t want him to go to her… what went wrong that she has gone so far away from him! but he just couldn’t…there are questions that only she could answer yet she couldn’t! What a paradox! She was answer to all his questions yet she was the question to all his answers!
Geet rolled on her bed, not feeling sleepy at all. Maan was right…sasha never told her anything. She felt happy! She switched on her bed lamp and sat on her study table and took out her notebook where she wrote small small notes of what she had done the whole time. Her doctor had advised her to maintain it to improve her writing as well as reading skills. She flipped through the pages and looked at her entries. There were few…just one liners mostly and full of grammatical and spelling errors that she wasn’t aware of. She opened a fresh page and held her pencil between her fingers and thought for a while.
She wanted to write what she felt today but she didn’t know how to spell the words. She thought for a while and took out her phone, searching for his name. She had only 4 contacts on her list”sahsa, Nisha, Ana and home(current one). The only addition was maan which she could recognise easily. She saw the spelling of his name and tried to write it on the paper. She felt it a little difficult but then Ana had worked hard on making her learn all the alphabets and making small words and forming sentences that she could fill in her notebook.
“Maan is *something scratched* nice. I go to prak (park) today. I no (know) him??”
All days are nights to see till I see thee,
And nights bright days when dreams do show thee me.
he somehow managed to finish his meeting and headed to his suit. This was exhausting but it was exciting. He’d be wrapping up and flying back to London early. It was just a matter of time..2 more days and he’d be back to her. he looked at his phone as he fell on the couch, more because of tiredness. She never called back… well he didn’t expect that either. Expectation hurts..he had come to know really well. and why would she call when she doesn’t even remember him at all? He sighed, “what are you doing right now?”
the phone looked at him blankly, without a movement. He wondered who was he even asking… a phone?? People would laugh at him! he needed a little rest. It was only 5 in the evening. he pulled the curtains, switched off his phone, took off his shoes and shirt and fell on the bed, drifting into a deep slumber.
She had been a good girl lately. Sasha didn’t say her anything not did nisha and Ana after knowing she had been out alone with maan. None even brought up that topic. She realized they might trust him a lot. She had been observing everyone around. Maan hadn’t been home either. She wondered where he might have vanished! Nisha was supposed to leave for India in the next few days and Ana would be flying back with her for she wasn’t keeping too well. she needed someone to take care of her. nisha was very careful about not letting a bit of suspicion hang around them or Geet’s safety.
Geet had been very quiet throughout dinner and retired to her room soon after. Nisha was in the kitchen while Ana and Sasha wondered why Geet was upset. They went to check on her when they saw her sitting on her bed with her legs crossed and looking into oblivion. They went and sat beside her.
“di…whats wrong? Are you okay?”
Geet looked at Ana who looked quite worried and even Sasha.
“am okay…”, she replied meekly.
“then tell us what are you thinking?”, Sasha asked.
Geet sighed and looked blankly at the wall, thinking something and then at Sasha, “how do I know maan?”
Sasha and Ana looked at each other wondering how to answer this. But then they had to let Geet at least have the hints to her past so that she could remember stuffs.
“why such a sudden question?”, Sasha probed.
Geet just looked at her blankly, “I just don’t know.. he doesn’t answer me. But he cares a lot… I don’t understand why…”
Sasha could glimpse a mature Geet speaking to her right now. She was improving yet she was far from everything… actually very far from reality.
“you miss him?”, Ana poked her nose, naughtily, zapping Geet back to reality.
“I don’t know…”, Geet spoke thoughtfully, “can you please tell me how do we know each other? When did we first meet? Where did we meet…”
Sasha remained quiet trying to understand the Geet she was witnessing while Ana gave her a wicked smile, “I don’t about the relationship but I do know how you guys met…”
Geet’s eyes lit up…she had been feeling quite differently with maan…like someone she could rely on…trust upon.
Ana thought for a while, “umm.. I don’t know if you two had met before but as far as I know, you two met in Paris…”
Geet’s mouth turned a big O. Here she was thinking of so many possibilities and they met in Paris!!! it sounded kind of romantic, like she had seen in some movies recently and got even more curious, “really? We met in Paris…”
“yep…”, Ana smiled, seeing that brightness on Geet’s face, “that too on your birthday…he had taken you out for dinner…”
Geet’s jaws dropped open… they met like this??? She didn’t know she had been like that earlier… and he had taken her out for dinner on their first meet and that too on her birthday and in Paris?? Ana winked and walked out to nisha, who had been calling her for a long time now. Silence filled the room as Geet again thought hard… they had met like that? she wanted to know more…and looked at Sasha meaningfully. Sasha knew the more they hid things…the more time it will take for her to remember the things. the clock struck 10 and Sasha stood up, “time to sleep…”
Geet just nodded and lied on the bed, still waiting for Sasha. She noticed Sasha looking quite lost. She watched Sasha pull the duvet on her and move towards the switch board. She pressed the lights off and Geet’s voice echoed, “Sasha.. tell me…please!”
Sasha knew there was no return. She opened the door and just whispered, “he loved you… he loved you a lot…”, loud enough for Geet to hear and she just walked away, leaving geet to think further.
Geet just lied still on her bed, trying to take in all that Sasha had told…he loved her?? she recalled the times how nice he had been to her…helping her..pampering her… and do so much in those days as her lashes grew heavy.
“I just don’t remember how love is supposed to feel like…”
She mumbled and drifted off to sleep, opening the doors to her past that haunted her. she saw so many people around her…murmuring..whispering… pitying… and she just couldn’t focus on anyone in particular. Her vision blurred and the only thing she felt was hat excruciating pain coursing throughout her body. Her vision blurred even more… as faces faded away and just a span of whiteness spread all over. She could hear voices… a girl screaming… cars honking… people clapping…so many things happening altogether… she writhed in pain..twisted in agone and a tear drop rolled down her eyes. She didn’t know what actually she was witnessing but whatever she did, made her feel nothing but sheer loneliness and pain…
He was so happy to have been back 2 days earlier than scheduled. So its just been 5 days since he had not seen her and today being a Sunday, he just decided to go to her and spend the whole day with her. it was just 8:30am. he finished with his breakfast and rushed to her place, excited like a kid. She hadn’t even called him once..but that was okay. He wasn’t anyways expecting much now. He had been too hurt by expectations when she was okay…now when she is not, there was no point in even thinking of any such thing. He rang the doorbell and nisha greeted him with a warm smile.
“where were you maan?”
“I just had been to Mumbai for some project Chachi…”, he spoke settling on the sofa, “where’s Geet?”
The house seemed oddly silent for now. Sasha was doing something and Ana had gone out. He waited for nisha to answer but that forlorn look on her face made him wonder if something had gone wrong.
“Chachi…has something happened? Where is Geet?”, he was starting to get worried now.
Nisha sighed and looked at him, “am afraid you might not be able to take this…”
And they just heard a loud crashing of glass from a room.
“you just got your answer…”, nisha spoke and rushed to Geet’s room.
Maan was so shocked at the turn of events. he rushed after nisha and what he saw just made him stand still, shocking the hell out of his life. his jaan stood in front of the mirror, watching herself…her face had anger, confusion, frustration…her eyes were red and teary as she looked at herself in the mirror. Pieces of glass were scattered on the floor. nisha rushed to her and hugged her tightly, “its okay Geet…relax..relax…”
She struggled to let go, “no… tell me who you are…”
Nisha pulled her away from the shards scattered on the floor and caressed her face, “its me baby…your Chachi.. listen to me…”
“no… “, she cried, “let me go… ” she tried to break free when her eyes fell on her own reflection in the mirror. She didn’t know who that person was…she moved her hand to touch that girl and the girl did the same too. Her brain refused to connect it to her image as confusion and anger flared high.
“who is she?? Who is she..tell me…” she tried holding on to that girl in the mirror but she wasn’t able to hold her.
Frustrated, she threw away everything that was on the table and fell on her knees, “why can’t I remember anything?? Why…”, she screamed and threw away whatever came in her hands, scattered on the floor. she looked here and there frantically, why can’t I remember anything… I…i…”
She looked up to see maan standing still by the door, looking at her, shocked!
“kaun ho tum??”, she asked, getting scared.
[who are you?]
He felt a lump hurt his throat badly, choking him to death.
“Geet…”, he called out softly as she tried to remember him, “why can’t I remember anything?”, she mumbled.
He rushed to her to hold but she jerked his hands away, “stay away from me…no… don’t come closer..”
“No… Go away… just go…i don’t know you”.
He didn’t know what happened to her all of a sudden. She was all okay when he had met her last… did she forget him…yet again? was he going to lose her yet again? millions of questions zoomed around his mind as she screamed at everyone to just leave her alone.
next: Will She recognize him?