Intezaar – Scene 6

Damn!!! This girl could read him in-out. 

Maan looked down, took a deep sigh, raised his head “Geet, we need to talk…”

Geet stumbled  backward“Whhaat…. What talk”

Maan immediately held her. He gathered himself  and his nervousness “Geet, we are going to start our life. Should we not talk and know each other”

She nodded but was scared, What lay ahead.

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Maan looked outside the big glass window running through the wall and he observed their garden look soothing and beautiful as always

“Weather is nice, shall we sit in the garden?” Geet simply nodded in agreement. She did not want to speak anything as of now. She won’t judge him. But what could she do about the fear that has encapsulated her.

They walked side by side, got down the stairs, crossed the huge living area, then the long running alley that had rooms on its side leading to the grand garden of Khurana Mansion.

Geet looked at her handsome husband as he pulled out the chair for her, displaying all the delicate etiquettes that a person of his stature should hold.  In trance of his act, she nodded and settled on the chair that he had pulled for her and then continued her eyes on her husband who moved around to take his seat in the chair opposite to her. Even in his casual getup, everything fell so elegantly on his handsome physique. Had she not checked him enough in the kitchen that she is doing it again?

But what could she do, she was so scared, scared if he was hers or not. Well in the morning she got the surety that he has accepted the relation but the events in the bedroom has scared her. She simply wants to absorb all of him now, who knows if what life holds for her

Maan looked at his extremely beautiful wife. He has lost the count by now as of how many times he must have mentally smacked himself for not trying to know her even for a day. He was now sure, not one day but just an hour of talking with her in private would have stopped him from all the stupid adventures that he went on doing.

Her almond shaped hazel could make anyone her captive. Her soft face glowed even more in the bright light, giving a shining border to her soft features. Her plump lips, shining with very light pink lip gloss on them, her hair, slightly done, slightly falling here and there, touching her skin.. Ohh this was his wife, captivated his heart in all ways by the display of her brain, sensitivity, love, Intezaar,brilliant beauty and what not.

Ohh how he was wishing that she forgives him for the unforgivable acts that he had put. He does not deserve her forgiveness but still he wished for one chance. He was wishing to fill her in his arms and show her how much he has fallen for her. He was eager to shower her with ten times more respect than what disrespect she has to go through due to him. He was so regretful of his acts he did on a whim. 

Both were lost in trance observing each other. Geet somehow got the grip of her wandering heart first “You wanted to talk”

“Hmmm… hmm” Maan got a grip of himself and straightened himself

“Geet” Maan said and moved his had forward to hold hers but then curled his fingers to close his fists

“Read your diary… haq tha na mujhe?” his voice was already choking

“I am your wife, you have all rights to whatever is mine. Did I sound to be upset about that”

“No, no… I am just asking. Reading anyone’s diary is wrong otherwise”

“Am I just anyone?”

“Of course not Geet. You are my wife and we are bound in a sacred relationship.  You know I have accepted this relationship. Aur accept kerne ki baat kahan aati hai, we have married with our consent” He was saying everything in a go, trying to be correct.

One mistake has brought a man like Maan Khurana in complete backfoot. His soft delicate submitting wife looked so strong in front of the man who ruled the place he stepped on. 

“As much as I have known you, this is a completely different side of you I am seeing. Kabhi nahi socha tha that you will be so confused with your words, that you will ever have to be manipulative in your words.”

“So what am I as per your reading”

“Sab padh toh liya aapne diary me. Phir bhi aap puch rahe hain toh.. All I have learned is whenever you speak a sentence or even a word, you know what you are speaking. And that only comes when a person knows what he is doing is correct or he has confidence that even if it is wrong on his terms it will be correct… phir mere samne aise, itne confuse kyun hain aap”

“Tum business deal toh nahi ho na Geet.  Its different to deal a business and relationship”

“Rishton me bhi… It’s your words that matter for all and you always know what you are saying”

“Geet, you fell in love with me, just like that, this hard,  how?” Maan changed the topic. Geet narrowed her brows on his question

“I mean, for a girl like you, any man could go to lengths to woo you”

“You think that?” 

“For sure..” 

“Still you left me alone on our first night” the crack in her voice could be heard. She had been positive all along. Would have been happy to be just accepted by him after his return and keep her questions to her heart only.

But now that he was opening it piece by piece, how could she grab her heart to hide her hurt.

“Still you fell in love with me, why?” Maan answered with another question

“I think we both had our own reasons, me for falling in love with you this hard, you for leaving me on our first night without a word. “

“Hmmm….” 

“Maan..” she said and paused, as if for him to absorb his name from her lips for the first time

“Hmmm… ”

“You wanted to talk… “ 

Maan forwarded his hand on the table and placed it near hers. After some hesitation he placed his hand on hers and pressed them. She let him. Geet knew something not so pleasant was coming up

“Geet.. I know I am at fault of taking things at very superficial level and I left you like that and went to London to clear my mind”

Geet felt a relief “Only that much… if that is the case then I am happy, you cleared your mind and is fully back in this relation”

“Geet…” Again her name came heavy from his mouth, scaring her. In anticipation of something unpleasant she tried pulling her hand but Maan in return held it tight, negating her pulling away. No, he will accept his mistake but keep holding on to her. He will in no case let the precious like her slip away from him.

He gathered all the courage “Geet.. what if to clear my mind, I went through a process. But at the end am back to you, completely yours”

“What…. What process… and back to me? You did not go to someone ….” she paused, not liking what she was speaking. How can she speak that way about him?

“Geet, I will tell you about my one year stay in London but you should know that now I am completely yours. You have won my heart and if you will be upset at any of my deed, I will leave no stone unturned to win you back”

“Yeh.. app behki behki baatien kyun ker rahen hain….”

“Geet, just like I read your heart through your diary, I just want to pour mine to you.. Allow me, I am all yours, just remember that”

Geet kept looking at him, her breath was heavy “I wish to first see how much you are mine..” 

Geet somehow wanted to preserve at least one beautiful memory with him. Who knows if things will fall apart after whatever he has to say. 

Ohh… this was Maan’s turn to win her. He will confess, he will win her back but he cannot miss the chance to let her know how much he wants to win her back.

Maan got up and went to Geet. Stood straight in front of her, forwarded his hand to her, asking hers in his. Geet looked into his dark orbs surrounded by beautiful lashes and keeping eye contact placed her soft palm on his.

He lifted his hand up, in the process making her stand opposite him. He then placed her hands on her shoulder, wrapped his hand around her, his one palm supporting the small of her back, the other openly held the center of her upper back, he pulled her closer to him in a jerk. Geet simply followed his lead. She did not care if it was an open garden and anyone could come. This was her lifetime chance to cherish her moment with him, and know his feelings for her.

Maan pulled her even closer, making their front parallelly  glued to each other. He traveled his eyeballs over her face, she was waiting for his move. Maan bent and touched his lips on hers. Geet closed her eyes, absorbing his touch on hers, feeling the blessing of being held by her husband, so passionately. Maan slightly rolled his tongue on her lips and saw how she melted this time in reaction. Ohh so much love. How will he handle this much love with his guilt? 

He soon pushed the thought behind and brought his focus to her face which was so much a mix of desire, passion, love and delicacy that her features held was cherry on top.

He gently trailed his fingers across her back, causing Geet to close her eyes and savor the sensation of his long touch. Maan tenderly drew her nearer, leaning in to capture her lips with his own. Geet willingly parted her lips, allowing him to delve deeply into the array of sensations within her. As Maan’s hand continued its enchanting caresses upon her body, his passion surged, reveling in the feeling of her delicate form melting against his robust frame.

Maan firmly grasped her nape in his palm, his fingers spanning over her skin as he skillfully explored the depths of her mouth with his tongue, ensuring no spot went untouched, savoring every drop of her essence.

After a prolonged embrace, they reluctantly parted, their bodies heated with the  arousal, trembling with intensity. Gradually, Maan guided her to stand upright, both of their faces flushed with the lingering feel of their shared passion. Maan tenderly caressed her arms, their movements slow and deliberate, until they regained their composure.

“Come sit,” he said with a hoarse voice . Geet shook her head 

“No no.. .just let it be” 

Geet  did not want to hear anything that would break her heart after such a blissful experience .

Maan held her shoulders and with a soft move made her settle on the chair and then took his. 

“Geet”

“Nahi sunna mujhe kuch… samajhte kyun nahi aap. The journey I wrote is the journey we had. I do not want to know your London trip. Why should I know, you left there to run away from me then why do I need to know?”

“Listen Geet…Listen, pyar nahi hua kisi se Mujhe… I didn’t fall in love. In fact I didn’t fall in love with any women before yesterday night.” Maan started with a positive note. 

Geet said nothing. Maans saw her eyes were stuck on his hand which held the wrist watch gifted by Sam. Maan swiftly got off the watch from his hand . It felt very heavy to him. After releasing his hand free, he again held her hands in his.

While on the other side, inside the Mansion, the door to the Garden was closed. No one was allowed to go to that side. Maan and Geet were talking and Sandhya was strict on no one should disturb them.

Maan thought it was not fair to keep playing with words any longer. He had to let it go

“Geet, I did not fall in love with anyone but the mistake I did was no less. I tried exploring a love in my life”

“Whaat….??” Geet pulled back her hand from his hold

“Listen please, why I did and what I did”

“After marriage vows?” came her question, so low in volume that only she could hear. But as Maan was so close to her and so attentive to her reaction, he heard it.

“Geet, I have been foolish and made mistakes but trust me I am all yours.”

Geet stayed quiet as he continued

 “I said Yes to the marriage because at that time I knew that was the right thing to do. But the whole setup of your family was so much not like what I have grown up in. I have never thought any less of you, trust me but I knew I was bound into something which was not so me. I know I was very superficial in my understanding of relationships but that time this thought of being bound into someone so different for a lifetime got over me. I had never tried to explore relationship and just wanted to give myself one last chance”

“Last chance, after marriage?” she narrowed her brows, disappointment clearly showing up on her visage.

“Geet, last chance was not to break this marriage, no not at all. I know that’s how you and everyone will think but I never had in mind to break the marriage vows that I have taken on my own consent”

He paused, she stayed quiet, giving no expression to him

“The last chance was for me to, for once, explore my own liking. Trying to figure out what kind of girl I would have chosen had I given myself that chance before our marriage”

Geet kept looking at him. He could see how broken and cheated she felt

“Geet listen..”

“I am listening” came her choked words

“It was just a foolish thought of me Geet. I could have gotten away by not telling any of this to you but  I cannot start this relationship with lies in my heart. Now, I want to be fully true to our relationship, fully true to you.”

“True to me..” she repeated. 

Maan saw the wetness in her eyes and sarcasm in her words. 

How hurt she was. He has no right to hurt her this brutally. He will do everything in his power to soothe and win  her broken heart but cannot start this relationship with this heavy weight on his heart. His guilt laden heart will never let him freely shower his love to her. In return will never be able to give her the happiness that she deserves. He had to get things out before starting the relationship. He told all without looking at her.

“I was not but now I am. During my stay there, I explicitly tried to find a girl who I thought was my type. But Geet, it was just my illusion that the girl who had a living style like mine was my type. I forcefully tried to believe that she was my type and also made her believe but in reality I never could make myself fall for her. I was never able to come physically close to her. I never missed her when she was not in front of me. But I did try to explore my relation with that girl, nothing worked but I did try”

Maan confessed all in one breath and raised his eyes to see the silent tears trailing down her eyes. 

“Gee-eet” he immediately got up to go to her. But before he could hold her to calm her, she ran away from him. 

Maan kept standing there lost in the space that she filled and then emptied running away from him.