Shaan is a character
n its okay if your don't like him. In BF almost every character has two faces.
As for the sad ending thingy dear, I can't tell u precisely if it wud be one as
I myself don't know but am not denying the possibility.
Maan was not
actually a womanizer. In that case he is a normal guy who has been in several
relationships. Reason n circumstances of the intimacy Geet witnessed between Maan
n Deepika in office has not been cleared but it wud be in later parts.
wanted to know if Maan has come back from Noida? He should have been back by
Adi's voice was strained when he spoke. Maan Sir has had an accident. He told Geet the name of the hospital
where Maan was admitted.
Geet started to shake. The phone fell from her hand n she
stumbled before running out of the house.
This couldn't happen. Her heart raced n she couldn't stop the
tears streaming down her face. Drive
faster. She told the driver pushing the words out of her choked throat. All
moments with Maan flashed before her eyes. Their first meet, his kisses, the
passion he arouse in her, the care, him calling her love'.
Geet was out of the car before it actually stopped and then
she stood still in her flip flops under the open sky. A lone tear fell on
ground. So much did she wanted to believe that he was all right but her heart
assumed the worst. Her whole form trembled as she held back the sobs that
desperately tried to break free. Looking at the tall building Geet lived the
past again. She had lost her everything in a hospital. While god had called her
family, she was left alone; to survive n she lost the battle.
She died. Not again she wanted to die. She was not afraid of
death's face. She was afraid... of losing him.
In her broken, dark world, Maan had brought the light. He had
miraculously pulled her out of that brutal hell hole; somehow he had blown a
new, tiny life in her soul. She felt, so clearly. The pain, fear... love. Her
heart was attached to him, cemented. She would die again if he did. He couldn't
leave her. No. She murmured in the
silent night n wiped the tear.
I... I want
to see Maan Singh Khurana. She spoke to the woman on counter who gave her a
Mr. Khurana is in the VIP ward n no one is allowed to meet him-
I am his
friend. I need to see him, please.
know her. Adi informed the other woman making an entry. This way.
Geet followed the man, fisting her hands lest she lost the little
strength that kept her walking. Her stomach churned seeing the dull pink n
cream of the walls. She hated hospitals and she hated Maan in it. What if he
keep him all right. She prayed when her faith in the almighty was
non-existent. He was responsible for her fate; he had denied the last plea of
her previous life. And after taking the biggest decision of her new birth, she
had stopped wishing for anything. For she was a sinner n god rarely heard the
saints then she might just not waste her time. Just once. Only this time.
How is he? Her voice
was alien to her ears as she braced herself for the answer.
is out of danger, kind of. Doctor said nothing could be clearly said until
he regains consciousness. He had lost a
lot of blood. They had to transfuse him.
Geet nodded solemnly. Accidents
are bad. People get killed. I have... seen, we had one. My family, they... Geet
realized she was blabbering. I.. wha..t...
Adi cleared his throat catching Geet's attention. She noticed
the bruises on him. It wasn't really an
accident. We were going to the Noida site n some goons attacked us. Obviously their
target was Maan sir. We didn't have that much security because the visit and
route were confidential. I don't know how the word got out and who could have
planned this, Maan sir have so many enemies. Thank god police came there n the
goons ran away thinking Maan sir was already-you know. He was just unconscious.
Geet blood stopped flowing freezing in her veins.
I want to
see him. She said like a zombie n Adi must have felt the gravity of
her voice. He strode faster n they reached Maan's room. However, before Geet
could go n open the door. Maan's Dadimaa blocked her path.
Where are you going? It's all because of you. Since the time you have
entered his life everything has been going wrong. You have brought blackness n
I will leave once I have-
can't meet him. Dadimaa held Geet's hand to guide her away.
Geet jerked her hand back. I won't leave until I meet him.
you? He is my grandson n u are not going to meet him. Security.
Geet wasn't going to let anything come in her way. She just
wanted to see him once. While Dadimaa was busy calling security, she ran to
Maan's room n stopped dead with her hand on the door knob. He was lying on the
bed with Deepika beside him, holding his hand. His companion, support. His
lifeline n who was she? The curse he had brought upon himself. She was the
cause of his condition. Geet touched the glass. He looked as pale as the white
bed sheets, pinned with life support system, an oxygen mask on his badly
bruised face. She imagined him getting beaten up, bloodied. All air dried
around her. Frantically she tried to take some oxygen in but her lungs seemed
incapable of the task. Her eyes slid to Deepika's hand which was holding
Maan's. She was smoothening his hairs while he slept.
Guards grabbed Geet n she didn't protest while they dragged
her all the way out n left her there. She was looking so pathetic that one of
the guards uttered a sorry. Geet smiled, tears blinding her vision. It's okay. She was used to being
manhandled, new was getting your heart broken to shreds n the agonizing pain
that came with it.
Geet didn't go to the car she had come from. It wasn't hers n
time had come to bid goodbye to the momentarily fairy tale. She was responsible
for Maan's condition. Her skin prickled n she wished to crawl out of her own
form. Vision of Maan on bed cursed her, making her bleed from inside. She
clutched her chest where the pain was worst. Her legs were wobbly n became
incapable of walking after sometime so she stepped over the sidewalk n sat on
the dusty ground. Resting her back against the scrubby trunk of a tree, her hands came up to fist
on her head in the messed up mass of hairs.
The pain n guilt nearly killed her. She had allowed him in,
let him be incharge of her life. Her curse fell upon him too. He was nave but
she knew. She didn't fight hard enough. Although, now the lesson was learned.
She was fated to be alone n not let anyone come close. Geet knew she was beyond
Standing up she tried to subdue the trembles. The night was
cold n her blood was colder. She had nearly killed him, didn't she? But he
would be fine. He had to be fine, since now she had left him, once n for all.
Geet brushed her clothes of all the debris.
Hey J. The
Bartender looked at her confused. Oh,
you forgot me? Geet flashed him a smile.
what has happened? You look out of form n... heartbroken.
Geet frowned and asked in a low voice. Oh, I am that obvious?
are babes. Where have you been? Didn't see you around and two guys had come to
ask about you.
She sat straighter. Who?
ugly guy you work with.
Her eyes widened. Must be their building guard. What did you say?
didn't see you around.
are sealed. Don't worry.
awesome. Thank you.
As I can
see you have enough of trouble in your kitty. But you know how dangerous they
are. Where are you staying?
n there. Nowhere particular.
you tried to flee. That's suicide. The man you work for-the
bartender's voice dropped in volume-doesn't
have a good record with the girls who try leave him and the business. Geet
was very well aware of that. I don't
want to scare you. Just be careful.
Her throat suddenly was so dry. Can you get me something to drink? I don't have money.
rich brat's pay today. I can slip you free liquid. J winked
n Geet was more than thankful.
She drank and danced between the grinding bodies for hours.
In darkness nobody knew her n everyone was same, just like her. Yet the ache in
her didn't subside, it grew larger.
Back on the road, Geet realized she was too much drunk. The
air was heavier, ground so far n sky spinning above making her want to puke.
Still, only her mind was foggy... her heart was way too sober. It felt all the
same, yearning for Maan, praying for him, wanting to be with him.
A whistle broke her thoughts. She turned to see three guys
following her n grinned. Sorry, am out
We'll serve you nicely.
Geet shook her head. Idiots!! Continuing to walk, she hummed
an old song. Where would she spend the night n the coming days? For the night a
public park would do n then in the morni- The guys surrounded her n she looked
at them bored. See, am really in no mood
of your petty games. Maybe some other time if you are lucky. So for now, f**k
I think I
have seen you somewhere. One of the drunkards said ogling her face.
A bar perhaps considering the condition we all are in.
Muskan, right? Mr. C's guys were searching for you. Before another word could be uttered she ran. Go grab her. We would get prize if we
supplied her to Mr. C or he could give us some work.
Unfortunately, she couldn't go far n the guys caught her
Let go of
me. Dogs. She trashed n clawed while they laughed.
got a jackpot for all we know.
A car stopped, its headlight flashing over Geet's face. She
closed her eyes.
yo- At the sight of gun, the guys took a step back.
run from here or I am calling the police. The man from the fancy car took his
phone out from the hand that wasn't holding the gun. We'll see you later. They all ran away.
He held Geet before she fell on the ground. Maan...
Maan is in
hospital. He had an accident. Geet focused her vision on her savior.
always come at right time.
Shaan held a swaying Geet close to himself. She was buxom n
soft but her face was pale n clothes dirty. He felt a wave of compassion n
concern hit him hard. Always attracted to Geet but that was nothing new. Beauty
always caught his attention yet something was different about this girl. She
intrigued him so strongly n touched more than just his interest.
taking you to my house.
me to your house. She repeated closing her eyes as Shaan made her
sit in the car.
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