Chapter 61
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"Geet" Maan called out her loudly but no response.
He again searched her in their wing but looks like his jaan in the mood of teasing him.. or maybe it's her antics to show him her joota wala gussa for not attending a family tea today evening.
He smiled.. a smile which adored on his face from the time, Geet started to cooperate with the situation. He could feel the same heart of his geetu was again starts to beat.. only for him.
Meanwhile his eyes caught a beautiful sight in the garden of his wing... his Mansi was playing around her mother whilst she is sitting on the swinging chair there and writing something... he frowned "what is she writing?.. stress isn't good for her but when did she listen to me... jab dekho manmani.
He hurriedly freshens up and went downstairs with long steps and jumping two stairs at one time.
Mansi squealed in happiness to see her Dada is coming there and with small steps tried to reach to him but before it, Maan was there in front of her and took his sweetheart in his protective embrace and showed her little face with kisses but their little moment didn't able to broke Geet's trance.
He placed Mansi back on the floor and quietly reached near to her and try to peep in but didn't get proper view.
"Geet! !!" She startled by his sudden heavy voice and dairy had fallen down from her lap..
"Maan !!! App bhi naa"
"Mai bhi naa kya.. what was you doing?... should I have"
"Haa.. haa I know .. that I am on medicines.. stress isn't good for me.. blah blah.. but Mr. Khurana.. this is something which I like to do for myself.
"What is this?" He frowned and bends to pick up the beautiful covered dairy.
"Waqt.. the eternal love"
This is what Geet had chosen for the heading of her diary.
"What is this? ?" But before Maan check it out, Geet snatched it from his grip.
He gritted his teeth and called her sternly "Geet! !!"
"No.. you supposed to not to read it.. this is only for me"
"Accha !!!! What is in there.. which you have to hide it from me" he placed his palms on the side of his waist.
"This is something like... like daily journal... not exactly journal but .. actually.. I want to write some of special moments of our life.." she was struggling with words but her un-shaded tears gave away the untold story of her insecurities... she wants to store her life moment so incase she forget them again... she could read them back.. she doesn't want to lose more.
Maan securely took her in his embrace.. "I understood Geetu... but I'll read it..chori chori" and he winked to see her frowned expressions.
"No.. you can't.. I feel shy naa.. and embarrassed too"
"That's not my problem sweety... do you have any manners or not Geet... I am here from half an hour and no coffee tea... not even water" he glared her.
"Tea.. !!! Uska tu naam bhi matt lijiye"
She parted from his embrace and back again her little warrior avtaar
"Where were you haa? We all have been waiting for your presence but when did baba Maan Singh khurana listen to other wish"
"Shona meeting thi... and about spending... so here is your slave mam" Maan bend little in front of her... making her smile little bit on his antics.
Nakul interpreted their little fighting session... with the tray of evening snacks... which Maan ordered before freshening..
Mansi too comes there and hold the rim of trolley for support and stand on her small soft toes to see what was there in trolley... Maan and Geet smiled and Maan gave a biscuit to his little princess which she happily holds in her little fingers.
But she wants one more thing to hold it in other palm... so Geet gave her little piece of banana... and let her play with it... she was already in total mess after playing around in garden and water... so Geet thought to change it finally later when they move in room.
Both Maan and Geet sat in the garden itself with their respective drinks.
"So what had you written?" He asked
"Umm.. just one incident... when you left us in farmhouse and go away for 2 yrs"
Her line made him differ to past... One month ago he was all ready to destroy his life... he still doesn't know... what exactly obsessed him that moment... to be taken a step like that.
Flashback
One month ago
Maan is driving harshly toward the airport. He wants to leave this city as soon as possible.
"mujhse ye rishta nahi samjhe aata Maan.. sab kuch strange hai.. sab kuch.. I didn't feel anything for you.. didn't feel anything for you.." her sobbing with her cruel words are ringing in his ears and piercing his heart in pieces.*
He speed up the car in and changed gair from 3 to 4. Tears of anguish are floating in his deep black eyes. His heart knew that he will be here in her city last time. All old memories are rushing in his head and making nostalgic.
*Maan shoot angry glares to see her there in desert forest. He came here for campaign and how can madam let him go alone.. so she hide behind in his jeep and now landed herself in problem.*
"Swimming nahi aati tu pani mai stunnt karne ki kya sujhi thi.." Maan is ready to burn her alive.
"See.. see Krishna jii.. he should say thanks to me or here he is scolding your little child.. ye kya acchi baat hai.. mai tu yeha aayi inhe manne company dene.." but she is cut by young Maan who is hearing her muttering quite clearly.
"Geettt !!!" He gritted teeth and clenched his jaw.. "and by the way not little innocent kid.. yaa kid but rebellious one".
Geet jaw dropped to see the audacity of this man.. "Geet.. ignore baby ignore.. he is taking advantage of your love.."
"Kya hai.. ??? I lub u naa jaanu" Geet pouted and stretched her both hands like a baby toward him to carry her but he smriked and left from their with his drink. Left her behind with opened mouth.*
Maan felt more angry on himself to see his own heart is trying to delude him and still beating for her.. the same lady who didn't paying any heed to his pain. The pain of their separation. She is the one who forget their moments but damn he is still living in her memories, memories of their love, their togetherness. How she used to be his tail now he went far -far away fro him.
*Maan caught Geet in his masculine arms before she touch the floor and hurt herself.
"Dyan kaha rahta hai tumhara aur ye kaam servants kaa ya tumhara.." I glared her but she pampered by me a lot to get scared from me. She feigned a pout and smacked my shoulder.
"Don't scold me.. I love to decorate mansion on every Deepawali naa" she said in her childish voice and my heart melted like ice cream in summer with her antics.*
Anger overpowered his all brain cells and he speed up on the empty highway. He eyes spitting fire but damn if not she than her memories didn't leave him in peace.. her sweet smile, sparkling eyes, button nose, narrow waist, perfect curves.. luscious lips.. just everything about her made him crazy. His life was running as per her wish from last many years as she was the dominating freak and he loved to give in for her wish.. and today he hated it.. yes !!! Just because of this surrendered heart of him.. he has to leave alone all his life. Today he hates her to the core to become the reason of separation of father daughter.. she wished for it and he compelled it like always. How much he wants to strict with her but her one puppy pouting look is enough to melt the storm into his heart.
Precap - more about farmhouse night..?
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