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FF: Ek Paal Epi pg103 April 1 (Page 41)

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Posted: 16 January 2011 at 6:10pm | IP Logged
hiiii
plz dont stop writing
love ur ff
plz dont punish us 4 other peoples mistakes

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Posted: 17 January 2011 at 3:44am | IP Logged
jaz, I feel sorry for what you metioned in your post, but please dont think in that way and stop posting ffs as lots of people do love your updates and eagerly waiting, just think on the brighter side, I'm just trying to make you feel better! please forget those comments which bothers you and please do come back with a blasting update. we will be eagerly waiting :)

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Posted: 17 January 2011 at 9:34pm | IP Logged
thanks to everyone for their wonderful and funny comments at my note...you guys are the only reason i keep writing...hopefully we wont have any other incidents like this...but im not holding my breath LOLLOLLOL ha ha...here is the next installment...hope you enjoy it Wink

Part 6

Mausam


 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FjE7u99CL6o


Zindagi ne zindagi bhar gham diyeh

Jitne bhi mausam diyeh, saab naam diyeh.

 

Jaab tarapta hai khabi, aapna koi

Khun ke asoon, rulade bebasi

Jee ke phir kaarna kya, mujhko aaisi zindagi

 

Jisne zakhmoon ko nahin marham diyeh

Zindagi ne zindagi bhar gham diyeh

Jitne bhi mausam diyeh, saab naam diyeh

 

Aapne bhi pesh aaye, humse ajnaabi

Waqt ki sazish, koi samja nahin

Be irada kuch khataien humse hogayi

 

Rah mein pathar meri har dum diyeh

Zindagi ne zindagi bhar gham diyeh

Jitne bhi mausam diyeh, saab naam diyeh

 

Ek mukammal kash-ma-kash hai zindagi

Ussne hume ki khabi naa dosti

Jaab milli mujhko asoon ki woh taufe degayi

 

Haasn sake aaise mauke kaam diyeh

Zindagi ne zindagi bhar gham diyeh

Jitne bhi mausam diyeh, saab naam diyeh

 

 

Encino, Ca. – Nancy's Residence 9:30am (next morning)

 

She could feel the glass slashing her cheek, she could feel the pebbles poking at the delicate skin on the soles of her feet, she could feel the coldness of the concrete pavement under herself; she could hear herself screaming at Dev to stop, she could hear the sounds of glass shattering, she could hear the car horns honking, she could hear the waves crashing onto the beach; she could hear a voice calling out to her in concern and love…she could hear Maan.

 

Geet woke up with a start in a cold sweat, nearly gasping for air. After a second she realized that it was all a dream, no…it was a nightmare. She looked around trying to orient herself but found that the more she saw, the more disoriented she became. Trying to figure out where she was, why she was there and what happened last night was making her mind spin. It wasn't until she finally saw Nancy come out of the bathroom, drying her hair that it hit Geet about where she was…in Nancy's studio apartment.

 

"Hey you, how are you feeling?" Nancy asked as she took a seat next to Geet on the bed.

 

"Umm…I don't know. I have a head ache and I am sore all over," she said.

 

Geet looked down at herself and saw that she was in a white and pink knee length night-tee from Victoria's Secret; she was covered from the thighs down by a blue blanket. Geet began fixing her messed up hair.

 

 "Nancy, how did I end up here?" she asked.

 

Nancy remained silent.

 

"What's up? Why are your so quite? In all the years that I have known y…"

 

Geet's sentence died half way out as she let out a small gasp; her fingers had come in contact with the half fresh wound on her cheek.

 

Nancy looked up at Geet the second that she had stopped talking and gasped. When her eyes met with Geet's eyes she could already see the fear in them. Geet ran her fingers delicately across the length of the cut on her cheek, feeling the inflammation and dry blood around it. Her mouth formed the shape of an 'O', which she tried to cover with a trembling hand.


The look in Geet's eyes told Nancy what she was thinking; realization finally dawned on Geet about what had happened last night between her and Dev. Tears came to here eyes, ready to fall at any second. She pulled her knees up to her chest and held them together with her arms; her body rocked back and forth almost at its own will.

 

The scenes from last night played in Geet's mind like a Technicolor movie, complete with sound and effects; it all came rushing back with the speed of a freight train. She remembered coming home to a dark house, she remembered Dev throwing the glass liquor bottle at her and the bottle shattering and cutting her cheek, she remembered her screams and protests as she pleaded with Dev to let her go, she remembered Dev tearing at her clothes, biting and scratching her as he forced himself on her, she remembered lying on the floor of her living room, barely dressed, as Dev stood up, zipped his pants, took his keys and slammed the door as he left; but that was all she remembered…it was more then enough as far as she was concerned.

 

Nancy was at Geet's side in a second after she had heard her gasp. Nancy took Geet's rocking body into her arms and just hugged her. Geet fell into Nancy comforting arms, after a while, and let her tears fall, there was no holding them back. Nancy could do nothing but try and sooth her by holding her and stroking her hair.

 

"Shh…it's going to be ok,"  Nancy whispered after some time.

 

"Why me? Why do these things keep happening to me? Why does he hate me so much? What did I ever do to him?" All Geet could do was ask these questions over and over again as she wept in Nancy's arms.

 

After some time Geet's heart wrenching sobs and died down to sniffles, and she pulled away from Nancy. Geet glanced at the time and saw that both she and Nancy should have been at work nearly an hour ago.

 

"Oh my God! We have to get to work!" Geet said as she attempted to pull back the covers and get out of bed.

 

"Hell no we don't! Have you seen yourself? You cannot go into work like this," Nancy yelled back, causing Geet to stop herself. "Besides, I already called Mr. Randal and told him that neither of us would be in due to an emergency, which I couldn't specify."

 

"You must really be worried about me, you just called Mr. Randal, 'Mr. Randal' and not 'Mr. Stick Up His Ass'" Geet said.

 

"Well…" Nancy didn't really have an answer because Geet was right.

 

In all the years she worked for Mr. Randal, she had always referred to him as Mr. SUHA.

 

This was just the kind of thing that Geet needed to take her mind off of the Dev situation. The girls looked at each other and fell into a fit of laughter as they remembered the annoying boss. They laughed for a while, but soon the laughter subsided and each girl was left catching her breath. They both ended up with smiles on their faces, but that didn't last long. Geet's eyes soon filled with tears once again and she began sobbing, and Nancy took Geet into her arms as held her; it was all she could do, although she wished to do more…much more.  

 

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

 

Hollywood CA. Angels Hotel – (same time frame)

 

The night that Maan thought was never going to pass, had finally passed and the new day was christened with the sun's rays illuminating the world. What seemed like countless hours had passed since Maan had left his Mishti with Nancy and driven himself back to the hotel. Maan slowly looked around the room and noticed just what kind of havoc he had created. After his encounter with Geet at the beach, and after hearing the revelations that Nancy had made to him, Maan could take it no longer.

 

Maan had been seething with anger while he was driving home; if he had the power he would have punched his steering wheel right through to the engine. When he finally reached the hotel he nearly ran up the stairs because he didn't have the patience to wait for the elevator. He had barely heard the hotel staff greet him as he brushed past each and every person. He whipped out his hotel key-card and opened his door, and not a moment too soon; as soon as he was inside he closed the door with force and bolted it shut. 

 

For a minute or two Maan just paced back and forth in his room; his breathing was getting more and more ragged as the seconds passed and the nights events really seeped into his body. He let out a frustrated groan and wanted to pull his hair out because there was nothing he could do to help Geet until she asked for it. Not knowing what to do, and in need to venting his anger Maan grabbed the first thing that came within his reach…a crystal vase. Taking the vase he hurled it at the wall against which it shattered. That was it, that one action started him on his rampage. He had pulled off the bed sheets, thrown the flowers and vases all over the room, even the furniture was a mess. Nothing in the room was in its place like it was when he entered the room, nothing…except for him.

 

After his rampage Maan fell dejectedly into an arm chair near the window; that is exactly where he still was this morning. There were a few differences, like his clothes being wrinkled, the sun was now out, there were empty liquor bottles resting on the table in front of him. However, there was one small difference that even he hadn't noticed, that difference…trails of dry tears on his face, tears he didn't know he had shed in the night.

 

Maan had spent the entire night going in and out of a restless sleep. He couldn't sleep for the most part because his mind was so preoccupied with thoughts of Geet and what he had witnessed, but some how sleep had found him. Every time he went into even the lightest sleep, he was awoken by horrible dreams of Geet yelling out the window of a car driven by Dev, calling out to Maan to save, but as hard as he tired and as fast as he ran, he never reached her. It was so infuriating and frustrating that he wanted to pull his hair out!

 

He sat in the same chair, in the same position all night long; he didn't know what else to do. Now it was time to begin the new day, a new beginning, a fresh start; only problem was…he didn't know how - how was he supposed to put last night behind him?

 

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

 

Encino, Ca. – Nancy's Residence 12:00pm

 

"Yes, I will, don't worry. Yes, yes; if Geet needs anything I will call you first," Nancy spoke into the phone, as she heard the bathroom door creak behind her, "Ok, now I have to go, she is out. Bye."

 

She had managed to cut the call before Geet heard any of the conversation.

 

"Who was that?" Geet asked as she used a towel to dry her wet face.

 

"No one, just some stupid telemarketer; they were trying to sell me a subscription to the Los Angeles Times."

 

"Oh I hate when they call!" Geet said.

 

"Yeah, well…Hey, I was thinking why don't you grab something from my closet and head on in to take a shower. Since I am already done, you might as well get it done too. As soon as you are out we can order in some Thai delivery and eat, ok?" Nancy offered.

 

"Ok," Geet agreed with little enthusiasm.

 

Geet headed off into the bathroom a minute later after she had picked out a pair of jeans and a t-shirt from Nancy's closet. As soon as the door closed and locked, Nancy let out a breath of relief. Nancy knew that Geet hadn't heard her phone conversation, but she still thought that she may have in the back of her mind.

 

Nancy had been talking to Maan about Geet. He had called numerous times since Geet woke up. It took a while for Nancy to calm Geet down and get her to relax. There was no way that Nancy could talk to Maan with Geet in the same room.

 

 As soon as Geet got up to go to the bathroom, Nancy snatched up her phone and called Maan. Nancy got an ear-full from Maan about how inconsiderate, irresponsible, and selfish she was being by not answering. Nancy had to bite her tongue to keep from yelling back at him. She understood what he was going through after last night; anyone would be worried about a person they found in Geet's state, and he wasn't just anyone, he was the man that loved her.

 

Nancy gave him and update on Geet's condition, how she had been during the night, her reaction this morning when she remembered what had happened. From the tone of Maan's voice she could tell he was half relieved and half disappointed that she didn't remember it was he who had rescued her. Lastly, Nancy told him that she and Geet would not be going to work for the next two days. She knew that Maan wanted to see Geet, and the hotel was the only way for him to do that, but right now they had to consider only what Geet wanted, and unfortunately she didn't want to see Maan.

 

Right now Nancy couldn't be thinking about Maan and Geet's bitter sweet love story, she had something to do. Nancy picked up her cell phone and dialed a number and prayed that it was answered. When she heard 'Hello' on the other end of the line, she let out a silent prayer.

 

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

 

Angels Hotel CA. - 10:00am (two days later)

 

Maan was going out of his mind waiting to get a glimpse of Geet; he knew that Nancy and Geet had returned to work that morning. Their shift had started over three hours ago and still he had no sight of Geet, hell, he was so frustrated, he would take a glimpse of Nancy at this point. He was pacing back and forth in the main lobby waiting to see someone. He knew that Nancy and Geet rotated desk duty with a middle-aged man who also worked at the hotel. Maan glanced at his watch in frustration once again waiting for the change, because he knew that either Geet or Nancy would be covering next. He watched as the door to the office behind the front desk opened and a female figure stepped out…it was Nancy. 

 

It wasn't who he had hoped it would be, but at this point…beggars couldn't be choosers. As soon as the other man left and the other staff members began their work, Maan made is way towards the desk, trying to be as casual and nonchalant as possible.

 

"So?" he said.

 

"So?" replied Nancy, who was busy working.

 

"Don't mock me! You know what I want!" Maan nearly yelled.

 

"Yes Mr. Singh Khurana I do know what you want and I have already helped you in your quest. I told you this morning before coming in that she was fine, as well as can be expected," Nancy said, not once looking up from the screen she was staring at.

 

Maan calmed down and blushed like a little kid being scolded by his mother. "So…no change?" he dared to ask.

 

"Oh yes there has been. Geet is now on the way to dye her hair pink, get her lip and eyebrow pierced, get a tattoo saying 'Die Dev Die' on her back and she is thinking about joining a convent," Nancy replied.

 

"What?! Really?" Maan asked as he became highly confused.

 

"Oh God, no! Not really!" Nancy yelled, almost wanting to bang her head into the wall, "I was being sarcastic!"

 

"Oh, so…no change?" he asked again.

 

"In the past three hours or so, no, no change at all."

 

A moment of silence passed between them before Maan spoke again, "Where is the bas***d?" he asked, his anger rising just at the thought of that man.

 

"Passed out drunk in some cheap motel in Vegas."

 

"Vegas?" Maan questioned, not sure what Nancy was talking about.

 

"Yes, gambling capitol of the world, Las Vegas."

 

"Oh," he said, "How do you know that? How can you be sure that he isn't here in Los Angeles, looking for her right now?"

 

"Because I just am," Nancy said, still typing away on her keyboard, not once looking up to meet Maan's eyes.

 

"But how?!" Maan asked, he couldn't fathom how Nancy could be so sure that Dev was hundreds of miles away, and not in this very hotel waiting for Geet in some vacant room.

 

Nancy took a deep breath before answering Maan's question. "Relax; you don't have to worry about Dev, not now any way."

 

"But…" Maan question died half way out as Nancy cut him off.

 

"My brother, Marco, works for the LAPD. I asked him for a favor. I told him about what had happened and he was able to trace Dev's car to a motel in Vegas away from the main strip. As of twenty minutes ago, the car is still parked in the parking lot of the motel."

 

"How did your brother…I mean, how did he manage…" Maan couldn't seem to put his thoughts together at the moment.

 

"He has a couple of buddies on the squad, so they helped. It's like a brother hood, so when my brother needed help, they all joined in. One of his fellow police officers knows someone on the Vegas PD, so they have been keeping him informed," Nancy explained.

 

Maan let out a breath he hadn't realized he had been holding.

 

"Then…"

 

Again, Maan's sentence was cut off, but not because of Nancy, this time it was Geet. He saw her coming out of the far hall, near the staff lounge. She was buttoning up her coat and was holding on to her purse.  Maan quickly moved to the end of the desk, turned his back to Geet, and grabbed a newspaper and looked like he was reading it.  When Geet and Nancy began talking, Maan was thankful that was within ear-shot.

 

"I'm not feeling up for it today Nancy, I already talked to Mr. Randal and have taken the rest of the day off," Geet said as she pulled on a cardigan.

 

"Are you ok?" asked Nancy, her voice laced with concern and worry, "Wait for a minute, I'll come take the day off too and come with you."

 

"No, no you don't have to do that." Geet insisted, "I…I actually needed some time to myself, so I'm going over down to the Valley."

 

"Oh, ok." Once Nancy heard where Geet was going, she relaxed a bit. "Now look, I don't want you going to your house after that, come here or go to my place."

 

"But…" Geet protested.

"No 'buts'. Chose one of the two, or else I'm not letting you go at all."

 

"Ok, fine, I'll go to your place."

 

"Good, you do have the key right?" Nancy asked.

 

"Yes"

 

"Ok, be safe. Call me if you need anything."

 

"I will thanks."

 

With that, Maan and Nancy watched Geet walk away towards the main entrance.

 

As soon as Geet was away from them, Maan approached the desk and Nancy again.

 

"Where is she going?! How can you let her go off by herself like this?!" Maan was on the verge of yelling, he didn't know how much more he could take.

 

"She is just going to see her parents."

 

"Oh," Maan said, "Do they know about Dev, maybe they can talk some sense into her so she will finally get the help she needs."

 

Nancy finally looked up at him from her work, "She is going to Valley Village Care Center in the Valley, it's a nursing home; her parents are quadriplegics, they are patients at that facility."

 

Maan stood rooted on the spot; Geet's parents were in a nursing home and both were quadriplegics. Dear Lord, how much had she been through in these past four years? He didn't know what to say or what to do.

 

"What is the address?"

 

"I'm sorry I don't know. Geet never talks about them much and I have never been there myself."

 

"Damn it!" Maan cursed his fate.

 

"She is going to take a taxi, if you hurry up, you can probably follow her," Nancy said. "Oh and next time you want to be all nonchalant and pretend like you are reading the paper, make sure it isn't upside down…it will give you away."

 

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

 

Valley Village Care Center – 1:20pm

 

Nearly an hour later Maan pulled into the parking lot of Valley Village Care Center, just a few cars behind the taxi that had Geet in it. When Maan had gotten a car from the hotel, he had been afraid that he was going to lose the taxi, but luckily that didn't happen. This had to be the one and only time that he thanked God for the traffic on the 101 freeway; the bumper to bumper jam at all times of the day/night used to piss him off to no extent, but now, it had made keeping a close eye on the taxi a piece of cake. Due to the traffic on the freeway, the drive that should have only taken 15 minutes, took one hour.

 

Maan gave his car for the valet to park as he watched Geet go in; he didn't want her to see him, so he kept his distance. Geet went in and disappeared before Maan could even get to the entrance. He walked up to the front desk hoping that they would help, even though he had no idea what the patient's names were.

 

"Good afternoon, I'm here with the girl…" for the third time that day, Maan was cut off by someone.

 

"Oh, you must be here with the Handa family. They are the only Indian family in our facility." Maan was greeted by a peppy and happy looking receptionist, who couldn't be a day over 18.

 

"Yes, yes, the Handa family. What room would that be?" he asked.

 

"Mr. and Mrs. Handa are in room 319; just go straight down the hall, make a right, and it's just past the third nurse's station. I think their daughter just got here as well, maybe you will run into her."

 

"Not if I can help it," Maan whispered. "Thank you," he said to the receptionist, who flashed him a cheeky smile.

 

Maan walked down the corridor and noticed that all the residents there were in their late 70's at least, it sent a shudder down his spine to think that Geet's parents were in a facility like this, at their age. Maan had passed the nurses station and kept a watch out for room 319. When he finally came to it, he slowly crept up and saw Geet.

 

Geet was bent over her father's bed, as she kissed him on his forehead and greeted him; she then did the same with her mother. She found a chair and sat between the beds, one hand on each parent's hand. For a long while, she was quite, but then she spoke…her voice cracked and shaking.

 

"I don't know what to do; I am so lost without you guys, I need you. Where are you, Mamma, Papa…I really need you, now more then ever."

 

Maan saw the tears spill over, and it was at that moment that Geet shot to her feet and nearly bolted out the room nearly running into him, but not noticing him at all. Maan hastily followed her out towards the main entrance.  He found her sitting on the little wooden bench right outside of the door. Her elbows rested on her knees, and her face hidden in her hands as she wept. Maan couldn't hold back any more, he had seen her in pain since the night he had come back to L.A., enough was enough.

 

Maan went and sat silently next to her in the empty spot. "Mishti" he called out to her, as he placed a hand on her shoulder.

 

Geet whipped her face toward him, and stared at the man in front of her. As realization hit her as to who he was, her eyes once again filled with tears as she threw herself to him and clung to him, whispering his name as he held her.

 

"Why Maan, why did it happen? They were celebrating their 30th wedding anniversary, and then some drunk driver…the accident…the phone call. Why me Maan, why does God hate me so much to give me so much pain? Why, why, why?" Geet asked, as if Maan had all the answers.

 

Maan held onto Geet silently, stroked her hair and just let her weep. The circumstances were horrid, but having her in his arms felt right; he finally felt like he was doing something for his Mishti.

 

"All you have to do is ask Mishti. Just tell me once about your pain, and watch how fast I take you away from ALL of it. Just once, just ask me once," Maan said, in a near whisper.

 

Just as suddenly as Geet had thrown herself onto him, she had pulled back. "I…I'm sorry…I…" Geet tried to talk as she wiped her tears and tried to compose herself. "I shouldn't have done that."

 

"Mishti, what happened…?"

 

As if finally realizing where they were she spoke again, "You shouldn't be here Maan? Why did you come here?"

 

"I saw you leaving the hotel upset, I just wanted to make sure you were ok."

 

"So you followed me to the Valley."

 

"Yes"

 

"Why?"

 

"I can't see you in pain Mishti. I won't see you in pain. I lo…"

 

"Don't say it, just don't say it Maan."

 

"Not saying it won't make it go away, and it won't change the fact that I do either."

 

"It has to…it just has to. I'm married Maan."

 

Maan's blood boiled at the thought that she had to gall to boast about that jerk in front of him.

 

"He is a son-of-a-bi…"

 

"No Maan, stop," Geet ordered.

 

"Geet how can I stop? You and me, we go back…we…" Maan tried to reason, as Geet stood up to leave.

 

"That is the past Maan; you have to forget the past. You have to forget the pier, you have to forget that night, you have to forget the memories…you have to forget…ME," Geet whispered.

 

Maan was stupefied as he stood there like a statue. He watched as Geet got into the waiting taxi and soon drove off.

 

He didn't know what hurt him the most, the fact that his Mishti had just told him to forget the one thing that meant the world to him, or the fact that she actually thought that he could ever let her go…how could she even imagine that he could forget her…how could she imagine that he could forget his Mishti.

 

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

 

 

Tu Yaad Naa Aaye…


 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3nRiIDgA7pg


Tujhe bhool jaana, jana mumkin nahin

Tu yaad naa aaye aaisa koi din nahin

 

Tera jaadu aaisa chaaya

Haar zarein mein, tujhko paaya

Chahe mahol ho shoor-o-gul ka

Chahe ho veerana alam

Haar pal hai maujudgi teri

Haar mausam hai tera mausam

 

Tujhe bhool jaana, jana mumkin nahin

Tu yaad naa aaye aaisa koi din nahin

 

Main karta hoon, lakh bahane

Par bin tere, dil naa mane.

Jitna tujhko main bhulna chahoon

Utna hi tujhe paas main paoon

Tu naa jaane, oh mehbooba

Main tere ishq mein kitna dooba

 

Tujhe bhool jaana, jana mumkin nahin

Tu yaad naa aaye aaisa koi din nahin

 

…Tu yaad naa aaye, aaisa koi din nahin…

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Posted: 17 January 2011 at 9:57pm | IP Logged
great part.

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Jaz   Hug......thank u for the update and PM........omg this part was heartwrenching Cry......poor Geet......hope she lets Maan help her......love your FF'/SS and OS......plz continue when u have time.....TC Smile

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Posted: 17 January 2011 at 10:41pm | IP Logged

hiii jaz.....

u have an unique ability to make me weep, feel happy, make me laugh at the most unexpected moments ...

ur update was simply brilliant.....

nancy telling maan that he had been holding the newspaper upside down cracked me up.........

geet's condition is heartwrenching.

she needs to realise soon that there is no future to her marriage with dev

loved ur update...

keep writing

reva

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Posted: 17 January 2011 at 10:47pm | IP Logged
both your FF was so tensed today is everything alright at your end

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Joined: 14 September 2006
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Posted: 17 January 2011 at 10:52pm | IP Logged
^^ im good yaar...really...happy as a clam...sort of...im just a huge tragedy queen...i think tragedy and sadness is my strong suit for writing...thats why...but stay tuned...you never know when things will change...ha ha

JAZ

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