IMPT: can’t believe LMN has come to an end. though i was upset with the decreasing number of likes, but even then you all remained with me. so,
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He smiled and pressed a kiss on her palm, “you think i would stay away from you for the next three months while you complete your semester? Hell no Miss handa… even though we are not married officially…you are mine form the very beginning itself.”
She laughed at his cute anger and kissed his cheek. If he was crazy about her then, he is crazier about her now. He followed her to the US and will stay with her until she is done with her semester. Gosh…this was really crazy. She closed her eyes, feeling him beside her…and meet’s words echoed in her ears–I will always keep you and Maan locked in my heart…Love me or Love me not!
He watched her in awe or shock or something that could not be expressed just in words! He had some work in the US and thats why he had come with her. he had his own flat for the stay and he had been so excited about them being together. But she had surprised him yet again! she had out rightly told him that she’d be staying in the hostel! He had protested and made a fuss but she knew how to handle him.
“No Maan… ye sahi nahi hain. This is my education, this is what I have achieved through my hard work and I won’t let it go! i know you are mad at me and i do appreciate your thoughtfulness but I can’t accept it. Its just not me.”
She had been honest to him always and very straightforward. she always told him that just because he could provide for her, doesn’t mean she should take him for granted. He had probably fallen for her all over again.
Its been two days she had settled in her hostel but he missed her. he fell on the bed after a long tiring day and how he wished she was right here, beside him. but then she’d be here in weekend…that was a relief! His phone buzzed breaking his reverie and he smiled seeing her name flash on his screen.
“why are you not asleep? Its late you know…”, she complained the moment he took the call.
He smiled, “you are not asleep as well jaan…”
“its because i miss you Maan…”
“but i don’t…”, he spoke coldly.
“and why is that so, your highness?“, she mocked!
“because right now…i imagine you right under me, moaning my name as i rip your clothes off and make love to you like a lover possessed!”
She turned a dark shade of red, realizing where his thoughts were leading.
“don’t you think you fantasize a lot Mr Khurana? You might stop wasting your time on this and put a bit more effort in your work?”, she teased, gaining her composure.
“well jaan… you just really don’t know what my fantasies are then…“, he spoke with a low deep baritone making her heart stop beating.
“am sleepy…good night..”, she cut the call unable to take that intensity that oozed out of his voice.
He sighed and kept the phone over his heart, “i miss you so much geet…”
She woke up lazily on his bed, stretching and yawning until she realized she was completely naked, just a sheet fell on her loosely! She blushed hard and then smiled…hell it was weekend! It was a Saturday today and she had come just last evening, finishing her college. She checked his side and he wasn’t around. Might be in the gym. Her phone buzzed and she was too excited to answer it.
“Meeettt… how are you? Teri tabiyat kaisi hain?”
Meet smiled and coughed a bit, “theek hun meri maa…don’t shout in my ears. They work perfectly fine for me.”
Her voice seemed hoarse and weak that worried geet.
“meet…tu theek tho hain? You don’t seem well!”
“no no..am fine. Just got a little fever..season’s changing here. So tell me..hows Maan?...”
And the sisters went on and on and on filling each other up on what they did and what they didn’t. Maan came to check on her and smiled realizing she was on call with meet. He pressed a kiss on her lips and went ahead with his office calls.
Once done, geet hurried up and prepared breakfast for her and Maan. He had just finished up with his call and pulled her to his lap,”sit.. and talk!”
Geet rolled her eyes, “as if you have time…”
He sighed…he had been too busy these days. Its been a month since he was here and she came home every weekend without fail but he really couldn’t give her time as much as he was supposed to.
“am sorry jaan… aaj ka din all yours. Tell me what you want to do!”
She sighed and placed her head on his chest, “do you really have to go back?”
He was surprised to know that she knew he’d be leaving back to India.
“how did you know?”
“you think you’d hide and i won’t know?”, she spoke sadly.
And this was exactly the reason he wasn’t telling her. as such he wasn’t able to give her time and since this project was done, he was urgently needed back in India. She had been so happy to be home with him every weekend and he really was held up. He kissed her forehead, “am sorry..”
“don’t be. as a compensation, take me shopping and a dinner date!”, she giggled in his arms.
Geet felt the corner of her eyes burn when she watched him forward a ring to her in the course of their dinner.
“marry me jaan…I know i should have done this long before but i was keeping too busy. Punish me for procrastinating but say yes please…”
Everyone in the restaurant watched them in awe while she nodded in affirmative and hugged him tightly.
“but Maan… what about mom and dad and dadima??”
He leaned towards her naughtily and winked, “you think they don’t know?”
Her eyes widened in surprise…so this all had been a plan? She hit Maan playfully… this was perhaps the happiest moment for her.
They were already half naked the moment they had entered their flat. He kissed her madly, pushing away the straps of her bra and freeing her globes.
“Maan…”, she gasped while he gave her no time to think and back her up against the table. And the next moment, he pushed her so that she could lie flat on the table and watched her nudity unfold.
He went breathless seeing her so beautiful, blushing as if he were seeing her undressed for the first time. His hardness was all throbbing and aching to be inside her. he leaned over her and pulled her closer, clutching her airs, “damn geet…you will be the death of me someday!”
She felt her lips dry but he didn’t even give her the chance to reel upon it. The last thing she felt before closing her eyes was his lips over hers, claiming her in the wildest possible way.
The next morning she found herself on his bed…all wrapped up in a sheet. She sighed…this has been a habit now. She opened her eyes only to see h suitcase lying beside her and he was busy packing. She was shocked as she sat up and gazed at him.
“what is this Maan?”, she spoke angrily.
He sighed and gave her a weak smile, “am going back today jaan… you forgot?”
It was then it struck her…he was going back and that day was today! she suddenly felt so sad…upset and dejected. She got up and rushed to him and hugged him from the back, “don’t go…”, she cried and kissed his bare back.
He sighed and pulled her to his front, wiping her tears, “tears are the last thing i want to see geet…its just 2 months more and we will be together forever!”
She shook her head and hugged him tightly, “i don’t want to stay away from you Maan…”
He sighed…he’d have to make her understand. He cupped her face and made her look at him, “geet…do you remember what you said when we came here a month back?”
She looked at him for an answer, not letting him go.
He sighed, “you said this is what you had achieved with your hard work and dedication and that you didn’t want to let it go. and right now… don’t let it go!!! you have worked hard…i wouldn’t want you to let it go.
Look at me…you think i will be able to live without you? But i will because i will be happy that you are pursuing your dream!”
She realized what he meant and nodded softly, “am sorry. I never thought of you..”
He smiled naughtily to lighten up her mood, “you don’t have to think of me baby… meet is there for me Back in India…”
He winked and she frowned realizing what he meant. She threw a pillow at him angrily, “grrr…i hate you Maan…”, and stomped towards the washroom, making him laugh to his fill. She was one crazy piece god had created taking all his time and no wonder he was in love with her. all he needed was to wait just 2 more months!!
She had never seen meet this happy ever in her life. As she prepared herself for vidai, adorned with the bridal attire and the vermillion of Maan’s name, all she could ever think of was her sister. She had given up her love just for the sake of her happiness and now when she was going away, it hurt like hell.
She had come back from the US, finishing her last semester just a few weeks back and had been shocked to see meet so frail and weak. She hadn’t been keeping well and none told her about it, not even Maan! She had cried and even declared that she wouldn’t marry until meet was fine but meet insisted. She looked worse than ever… her immune system seemed to have weakened but she had that undying passion for life. She was the only one who made geet agree to get married.
She fell on her knees in front of meet and cried, “i don’t want to go…”
Meet smiled through her tears and hugged geet, “shut up… and just don’t irritate me you fool. Now that you are gone…i wouldn’t have to share any of y stuffs with you.”
Geet smiled through her tears hearing her childish talks and meet did too but they couldn’t help crying.
“i will miss you meet…how will i drool over tom cruise and irritate you? How will I bug you with all my nonsense?”
Meet smiled, “don’t worry… you have got Maan to do so for me…”
“but what about you?”
Meet wiped her tears and gave a cheeky smile, “..as for me..I can spend all of my time watching P.S. I Love You without getting disturbed!”
The sisters laughed and Maan hugged meet, “You had called me an angel meet..but for me you are my angel!”
“I love you…”, meet sobbed.
“and I love you too.”
She sat on their beautiful bed, waiting for him. she had been with him countless number of times but today was something very special. She was in his room..as his wife.. just his. She had never thought this could be so exciting but then nervousness seeped in when she heard the door click open. She trembled as his steps came closer…slow and heavy while millions of butterflies zoomed in her tummy.
She felt the bed sift slightly as he sat beside her and her toes curled in extreme shyness. She shut her eyes tight when she realized his hands were lifting off the veil from her face.
Maan had been anxious..she was his..now and forever! As he lifted her ghunghat, his breath was caught in his throat, seeing his blushing bride look like an angel in the dimly lit room. Her lips trembled while her eyes made desperate effort not to flutter open. Her mouth had parted a bit to take in air to her lungs but he was drawn to it like a moth to a flame.
she was astonished when he kissed her softly…and tenderly. His fingers slid across the nape of her neck and caress her gently to relax her. his other hand went around her waist and softly played with her bare skin.
She sighed and then realized he was just trying to calm her down. She smiled at his effort and he indeed succeed. She kissed him back lovingly until they both were panting for breath. He pushed her on the bed gently and she obliged. He leaned over and kissed her eyes one after another and looked deep into them, “I have something for you…”
He fished the pockets of his sherwani and took out two diamond studded bangles, “my mother had given this to dadima before she took her last breath… and i want you to have them.”
She couldn’t even react seeing him so emotional as he slid the bangles one by one in both her hands and kissed them softly, “now they belong to you jaan…”
She blinked away her tears and pulled him atop her and kissed him hard on his lips, making him groan, “..and I belong to you now…”
His smile turned into a naughty one, “ohh how i love you turning me on just by your words…”
She blushed but she didn’t look away from him. he was her husband now…her lips curled into a smile. His hands deftly yet softly took off her jewelleries one by one, kissing and leaving his mark on every inch of skin he freed.
She gasped and called out his name in ecstasy when he pulled away her choli, revealing her deep red lacy bra. He took off his shirt and fell back on her and took his own sweet time to explore her. she was extremely aroused when he used his mouth, not his hands, to remove her inners.
The foreplay had been long and wanton.. she was wet and she desperately wanted him in. As if he read her discomfort. With one vicious thrust, he was within her, filling her with senses that she had never felt before, paving way for the most memorable night of their lives.
She hadn’t been feeling well a lot lately. It was six months to their marriage and Maan made the best partner ever. When she got her job in a reputed firm, she had refused to join for she couldn’t have left dadima alone. But dadima was the one who was able to make her understand…even Maan couldn’t do much. But for the past few days she was restless. She had been on a tour for the last 10 days and this time she was in Hong Kong for a conference. Maan had been calling her, asking her if she was fine. She said she was fine but something unsettling a feeling surrounded her.
She had called home and spoken to everyone but there was something amiss. She had missed Meet but when she had called, rano said they had brought Meet for a check up. She was worried but they said it was okay and that she should think more about her conference and not worry about home.
She sat in the conference not listening to anyone. Her mind was lost somewhere she didn’t know. She felt her head bursting with a sudden pain and she felt claustrophobic in that huge hall. She tried to control herself but she couldn’t. She got up and excused herself saying she wasn’t feeling well. And the next moment she fell on the floor, unconscious!!!
She woke up with a heavy head in the hospital after god knows how many hours but she found Maan sitting beside her, holding her hands. He looked lost… like he was in a deep thought.
The moment he saw her open her eyes, he hugged her tightly, “ohh thank god you are fine i was so scared geet..”
Somehow that restlessness had not subsided. She felt Maan’s words hollow and unconvincing.
“How’s meet?”, was the first question she asked. Maan broke the hug and looked at her painfully… realizing the connection both the sisters shared!!!
A drop of tear rolled down his eyes and he hugged her back…and this time, he was trembling in her arms, “am sorry… I should have let you now!”
And the next few hours saw a crying geet , flying back to india. Maan had somehow broken the news of meet’s demise to her. her immune system had stopped responding somehow and she couldn’t take it. It was a blow to her…losing meet was something geet couldn’t take. She cried the whole day while Maan just held her…but she, later on, shut herself from everything.
It took him two whole months to realize she had slipped into depression. She had stopped eating altogether; she had stopped going out…she had lost weight and she looked lifeless. Twins are connected in ways only god could understand. He took her to every damned doctor…stayed back home to make her feel better but nothing seemed to make her smile.
He was scared if he might lose his jaan…she was suddenly so quiet. She hadn’t even been to work for the past one month. That day he found her sitting in their balcony in KM, looking at something. he went closer and gently put his hand on her shoulder, “geet?”
She turned back to him and he was shocked to see her eyes red and puffy yet the tears didn’t seem to cease!
“is everything alright? What happened jaan?”, he panicked.
She shook her head and hugged him tightly, “I… I am pregnant..”
He sighed in relief…he wanted to be happy..to jump around…to kiss her senseless but he was scared to see her act like this. He cupped her face and made her look at him, “are you not happy?”
She sniffed, “I am…but..”
“but?? Jaan…can you believe we are going to be parents…”, he tried to lighten the mood…to distract her.
“Meet…I want her back…please Maan bring her back..”, she fell on his chest and cried…and cried…and cried… until her voice grew hoarse. Maan realized she was finally taking out that pain she had buried within her. No amount of medication helped than this news. He didn’t leave her even for once and waited until she calmed down.
“shhh..Meet is coming back to us geet…don’t you see?”, he placed his hand over her flat stomach, “and she would hate you if she saw you crying, especially right now when we should be celebrating her arrival in a new form..”
Geet just held on to him…listening for she could do nothing more…just wait and wait and wait…
…until she held her darling son in her hands. She watched him like she she was seeing a baby for the first time. Everyone came and blessed the mother and the chid but she was in awe of him. it was much later when Maan came and sat beside her, “see… he looked exactly like you jaan.”
She smiled, “hmm… “, not looking away from her son.
“he is meet’s gift to you jaan… name him!”, he spoke kissing her forehead.
Geet thought for a while and smiled, “Meet gave meaning to our lives… and I want to cherish meet forever… I name him Arth’...Love me or Love me Not!”