He had been seeking only her love and as she kissed him, his soul finally entered back in him and he slowly opened his eyes. Tears of happiness flowed out of Geet’s eyes as Maan finally gained consciousness but as soon as their eyes met and she saw the divine love for her being reflected in his eyes, guilt and remorse consumed her heart and she bowed her head feeling ashamed of her sins.
Maan was shocked to see his Jaan burning in remorse and he placed his finger on her lips shaking his head.
He made her face him.
Geet crushed him in a hug sobbing hysterically trying to let go of the agony she had caused him, trying to let go of the pain of separation from him, trying to absorb his love when she didn’t even deserve a pinch of it. How could he love her so much that nothing mattered other than her.
Geet (tears flowing endlessly, his true love burning her more, had he been angry on her it would have been so much better but his divine love just made her feel so so guilty and so small): Maan I am soo soo sorry… (crying frantically)
Maan (rubbing her back trying to soothe her): Nahi Jaan, please don’t say sorry, I am all yours only yours
Geet (between sobs): Nahi… Maan… let… me… speak… please. What… I… said… and… did… that… day… is… unforgivable. You… didn’t… once… doubt… me, you… sacrificed… your… everything… for… me… and… what… did… I… do… in… return. I… abused… your… love, I… am… so… sorry… Maan. I… have… fallen… down… in… my… eyes, please… punish… me, please…
Maan (breaking the hug): Jaan (and he cupped her face and captured her lips in her silencing her. How could he ever be angry on his Jaan, he toh just loved her limitlessly).
Maan deepened the kiss demanding all her guilt, her agony, her remorse. Initially Geet was too overwhelmed to respond back but as he slowly kept increasing the pleasure, she finally surrendered and gave him, her everything in the kiss. His love had finally won over her guilt and she relaxed.
Slowly Maan was recovering and within a week he was to be discharged. Meera was still angry on Geet and was in no mood to forgive her, though her anger lessened after seeing her guilt when Maan was in coma. The day Maan was to be discharged he went to Meera’s cabin. On seeing Maan…
Meera: Arey, Maan I was just coming to your room to see over the discharge proceeding.
Maan: Meer I am fine now yaar. Geet is getting the discharge papers ready (Maan could see anger in Meera’s eyes as she heard her name). Meer please forgive her, till when will you be angry on her.
Meera: Maan I don’t have a heart as big as yours. What she did was very wrong and I don’t think I can ever forgive her.
Maan: Meer what she said that day was in a fit of rage with the way facts opened up on her. She must have been so shocked to see my report and then to realize that I had hidden that fact from her and that I even betrayed her by loving her despite knowing it. Her anger got the better of her Meer.
Meera: Maan how can you defend her after what all she said that day. She accused you of betrayal and than of using her. You are still justifying her actions and you Maan, you never even once doubted her when you saw her report.
Maan: Meer, I know she should have questioned me instead, but she made a mistake and has really repented for it. I know she went through hell when I was in coma, please Meer don’t punish my Jaan more. I know she is still dying of guilt. Every time she sees anger in your eyes her remorse increases, please Meer forgive her, maybe then she will be able to let go (seeing Meera silent) Please Meer, for my sake, forgive my Jaan.
Meera: Ok Maan, but only for you I will forgive her. But it is not facing me but your truly selfless love that kills her. How can she ever forgive herself when she sees such divine love and questions whether she is even worth it.
Yes that was the reality but on his insistence Meera finally forgave Geet.
After about 6 months Geet and Maan both got cursed of HIV. Geet was doing much better now and didn’t curse herself that much, she was finally forgiving herself all thanks to Maan’s immense love. Meera assured them that they could start planning a family now. Soon love blossomed and Geet got pregnant.
One day they were discussing about the baby gender.
Geet: Maan, what do you want a boy or a girl.
Maan: A baby girl just like my Jaan
Geet (guilt resurfacing): But her heart should be pure and true like yours Maan and not evil and black like mine.
Maan captured her lips nipping her lower lip sharply as if scolding her for being so mean to his Jaan before soothing it and sucking away her guilt. Geet would still get emotional at times and Maan would cure her with his love.
God blessed them with a beautiful baby girl and they named her Muskan because she was truly their happiness, their smile. As she was slowly growing up she was becoming very naughty.
She was 4 years now and would have Geet on her feet all day long. Geet would keep complaining to Maan and that he had really spoiled her completely. Yes she was her Dadda’s little angel and he left no stone unturned to pamper her.
Typical morning race between Muskan, Geet and the milk glass.
Geet: Muskan, please drink your milk.
Muskan: Nahi momma, I don’t wanna drink it.
Geet was running behind her when her leg slipped, Muskan got scared but as always Maan caught her right in the nick of time. His hands around her waist, her one hand on his neck and the other holding the glass tightly.
Maan (picked up his little treasure): So why is my angel troubling Momma.
Muskan (making puppy sad face): I don’t wanna drink milk, Dadda.
Maan (bringing out her favorite chocolate from his pocket): Not even if Dadda give angel her favorite choco.
Muskan (kissing both his cheeks and grabbing the chocolate): My Dadda is the best.
Maan took the glass from Geet and Muskan happily drank it from him.
Geet (angry on Maan): What Maan, you are totally spoiling her, she just doesn’t listen to me and her teeth will get spoiled if she eats so many chocolates. Stop pampering her so much.
Muskan made a sad puppy face with big sad eyes and looked at Maan. Maan gently placed her down and nudged her to say sorry to Momma for troubling her so much.
Muskan (tucked at Geet’s saree and held her ears): Sorry Momma.
Hayee she looked so cute and adorable that Geet picked her up and kissed her cheeks.
Geet: Chalo get your bag angel and Dadda will drop you.
Muskan ran to get her bag while
Maan : So does Momma want pampering (he whispered huskily in Geet’s ear nipping it lightly and slipping his hand over her bare waist teasing her senses)
Geet (even after so many years she blushed hard whenever he teased her): Maan you are becoming really naughty, Muskan will see us and then tease me so leave me now.
Muskan ran in and Maan left Geet to save them from embarrassment in front of their little devil.
Generally Muskan would like to hear bed time stories from Geet since Maan was really bad at them. He tried mugging up all the princess stories but would invariably mix them up or forget something critical which would really irk Muskan. So Geet found it very strange when today Muskan wanted to hear a bed time story from Maan while Maan was thrilled, yeah he would goof up but still he loved telling stories to his angel.
Maan: Aaj mera bacha, Dadda se story sunna chahata hai, mera pyara bachcha (Today my baby wants to hear story from her Dadda, you lovely baby)
Muskan: Yeah Dadda. I had a doubt and since you are a guy I thought of asking you.
Maan (gulped hard, scared maybe for the first time in his life): Guy???
Muskan: Yes Dadda, in all the stories why does the prince always rescues the princess, see Cinderalla, Snowwhite and in Sleeping beauty toh he kisses her alive. Why doesn’t the princess ever save the prince, Dadda. (she asked so cutely and innocently)
Maan (a cute smile formed at her little angel’s sweet question while his eyes shone in the love for his Jaan): Who says that the princess never rescues or saves her prince (Muskan looked at him with eyes full of hope and dreams) Your Momma was my princess, angel, who kissed me alive, who resuced my soul and breathe life in me, she brought me back in this world.
Muskan (new respect for her Momma): Sachi, Dadda.
Maan hugged her and she slept peacefully her innocent question answered so sincerely by her Dadda. Tears flowed from Geet’s eyes who was standing at the bed room door overwhelmed at his truly selfless love. She could never thank God enough for sending his best angel who never saw any flaw in her, the only thing he ever wanted to remember from her gravest of mistakes was their kiss.
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