Originally posted by nanditasingh
A love that consumes me,
A love so powerful,
And so overwhelming,
That I fear if I were without it,
My heart would no longer have a meaning
To its existence,
'Love has to be an expression of your being, not an emotion. Emotion is
very fragile, very changing. One moment it seems that is all. Another
moment you are simply empty. But that kind of love rarely exists,
because very few people ever reach to their being.'
Maan's love for Geet is not a emotion but a reflection of his
Rejoicing in the air filled with sweetness of the upcoming celebration
...the moment his dreams will come true , he will bring his bride home ,
make his Geet for forever His...
Cherished as much as this moment was for him , he had his own fears too
... fear of the unknown , fear of destiny that has always been cruel to
them..though as always he is ready to battle with it ..but on stake this
time is so much to loose that the thought itself was overbearing to him
Having voiced his fears to the Divine power & prayed to bless them
of togetherness ..he reaches Geet to tie the 'taveez' that he brought
for her safety..And the site that greets him freezes him to death...he
finds Geet battling with life.
Baffled at her state he rushes to help her & gets her to the hospital in mad rush .
Love, the strongest and deepest of all, the harbinger of hope, of joy,
of power.....right now made him feel weak like never before , lost like
never before & helpless like never before .
Consumed by a sense of defeat he seeks refuge in 'Faith' in the 'taveez'
, in Geet's faith that Lord will make everything alright if we with
pure heart unburden our fears to Him.
Maan does it for her, their baby & their life that now was all in
the hands of the Lord ..the Doctor having declared to him that only one
of the two...his heart or his soul could be saved....
Decision to choose between Love & Trust ...Love that he has for Geet & the Trust that she has in him.
The dreaded 'moment' he prayed to evade ..arrives ...
'Baby or Geet?'
GEET he instantaneously replied.
The 'moment' having passed ... nothing flows after that , everything comes to a stop, dead still.
Like a phantom he walks alone through the hospital's corridor towards darkness ...
His love for her that is past the mind , beyond the heart & into is
soul....engulfs him in a dark shadow of guilt ... a guilt to have
chosen to save Geet's life over the Baby's ..he feels he has broken
Geet's trust in him & the thought itself bleeds his soul.
Trust that he had earned as both a witness, fellow warrior &
Saviour of Geet's & baby's life at the hands of her family, society
Maan Singh Khurana for the first time felt something that can't be
describe but it filled his heart & whole being. His deep love which
now evoked feelings of fear, anguish, pain, helplessness and
frustration at the choice that he had to voice ..a choice that infact
was never in his hand.
Hugging itself in the darkness
Crying in the shadows
Whispering words that can never be heard
In the darkest hollows of this world
There stood a lost broken soul
A hollow feeling that takes over him , that does not go away at the news
that 'his faith won, he won' ...that both Geet & the Baby are fine
..does not go away with Dadi's comforting hug & warm smile ...
He is all cold inside, something in him has died....
Though he feels its Geet's trust that he killed ... but its his own
trust in himself that was dying, trust that he could never ever wrong
He feels disgusted in himself that he had voiced to end Geet's
dream....A dream that now to her is life in itself , life that is
now breathing in her womb.
His conscious having traveled through uncounted time & space makes him fall more more in his own eyes ...
There's a hole in my heart- A sharp pain in my head.
Something is missing inside; I feel like I'm dead.
My whole life seems like it's crashing down,
How can someone live with their heart torn?
Days back when they together had seen the baby for the first time , in
awe, love & blessing his eyes had refused to look away from the
monitor .... even the tears that made its appearance first time had no
power to get him to move his eyes from the bundle of joy ....
Overridden by the guilt levied on him by his cruel fate he finds it
impossible to look at the baby or meet Geet's expectant eyes ..that were
seeking assurance from him,
him of all the people to tell her if her
baby was fine ...
The baby's sweetly mild heart beats & Geet's motherly concern were deafening him..grounding him to death.
I try to hide
But you just keep finding me
I try to run
But you are the one I bump
I try to forget
But you just smile and say
'Trying to run from yourself
Isn't going to get you anywhere'
Wedding preparations having began....the fairytale dream of hers coming
true but one thing she misses seeing is the same joy in his eyes that
now sings in her soul
He is sad, unhappy , breaking down is all she can see when he attempts to smile at her, smile that fails to reach his eyes
His eyes that are mirror to his soul now revealed nothing to her but
darkness & gloom...unable to get an answer to what is bothering him
so much she makes him promise to her that he will smile & rejoice in
sweet moments of bliss that life is now offering to them.
He promises to her with a heavy heart that like always he will make this
experience to memorable for her, but within him he knows this time he
wont be able to be true to his words, his promise to her & this
further heaps the burden of guilt in him....
I stand alone unnoticed from a world sheltered around me vulnerable within my circumstances beyond me,
regrettable situation and time knows not of me
unforeseen changes as my life leaves me,
lost within it's supplication bound unto me,
I stand alone with my face hidden by shame for it consumes the life I breath within me
His anger towards himself makes him self-judgmental & he feels the
happiness that now he is blessed with he does not deserve it , his fear
tells him that he does not deserve Geet's trust and the greatest gift
she bringing home to him, being responsible for that li'l life ...
He does not feel the joy that he should as the guilt creeps in , all he
feels is immense pain..pain that he must have cost Geet if owing to his
one decision she could have lost her dream, now their dream.
Your fragile heart has been broken
I stand there with hatred to the source of your grief
My heart's pain, and my soul's torture
Unbearable are your tears to see
They fall from your eyes, they come from your heart
It burns with unforgiving despair
Faceless to the world he walks around like a living corpse &
unable to bear his silence , unable to stand his eyes filled with a
great surge of sentiments piled in for release & the site of him
shattering within himself
Geet forces him to share with her the grief that is killing him slowly ,
'Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage.'
The moment he dreaded , the moment he waited for & moment that will either kill him or mark his salvation comes.
Tears welled up in his eyes & like to make an confession to God he
goes down on his knees & for the first time addresses the Baby.
He introduces himself as a stranger, a name not as his father coz he feels he has lost that right.
I'm Sorry he cries .....
Geet who was at first troubled by his having stoned his emotions gets rooted by his gesture ..to which he continues
He recollects to them the decision that he was forced to make that day
& accuses himself that by making the 'selfish' choice he proved it
that he is not deserving enough for their trust , their love.
He curses himself to have lived through that day.
He does not seek forgiveness as in his eyes his sin is so big that
he himself will never be able to let go of this hatred for self.
'I see a reflection that I have never seen before, I see myself in Your armor.'
Geet moved with emotions both for the Baby & its Papa.... gets down
infront of him as he breaks down now totally & refuses to look in
her eyes ............ tear in his eyes that made the most joyful most
sight to her once ..now burns her soul...coz these tears are but flames
that are emitting from the fire in which he is burning himself
'Your love is like a fire that burns for all to see'.
She holds in her hands his pain-stricken face that was now waiting for
her verdict, his punishment...she wipes his tears as hers begin to flow
at his plight & questions him why was he suffering this all alone
when he was not the culprit but only victim in the hands of destiny who
alone stood on the verge to lose everything at the moment & yet he
blames himself ...she is in awe of his love & responsibility
towards their baby.
She knows he will never forgive himself for that moment but assures him
that her trust has not at all diminished but has grown by his admittance
of the truth that if he choose to keep away from her she never could
She tells him that both Baby & Baby's Mummy know that he , Baby's
Papa could have made the same decision if the child was his own ,
nothing could have changed it....
His unconditional love for her can never make him do anything that is
not right for her ...as she always comes 'First' for him....she also
tells him meeting his eyes for the very first time since that day , that
their child could never find any better father than him in this whole
He kisses her hand at having not been misunderstood & still loved, trusted.
Maan who has never let her voice her gratitude or apology to him as he never felt the need for her to do it .... says
'You won't realize the distance you've walked until you take a look around and realize how far you've been.'
Now having re-lived the fear, grief , helplessness & pain they hold
each other to their heart with a content smile playing on their now
peaceful faces they cherished in what they are blessed to share today,
their love, their togetherness.
There came a time
When you face the toughest of fights
Searching for a light
We are lost in the darkest of nights
But deep in our soul
The future unfolds
Is bright as the rays of the sun
You have to believe in the power of love
I'm still in trance of the overwhelming love & pain that Maan
expressed through his eyes, his soul ..his whole being for Geet &
their Baby ...
My trust, respect , pride & love for this man, Maan never ceases to grow...
Epitome of Love indeed He is.