Geet wept profusely in the hug wetting his ripped shirt as her tears penetrated his already soaked shirt and made way to his bare back while Maan too tried to let go of the guilt which had been scorching his heart and soul since the past 20 months.
Geet (faintly audible whisper as tears rolled down her cheeks): Maan I am so sorry. Mei kitni buri hu (I am so bad) I abused your sacred love, cursed your divine soul, stab your pure heart with my false accuses. Please punish me Maan because the sins I have committed have no forgiveness. (She hiccuped not able to bear the guilt of her deeds) How could I ever doubt your pure, divine and unconditional love? How could I… (her soul screamed in uncontrollable agony at what destiny had made her do and she was just not able to come out of the guilt that gripped her heart burning her soul in remorse for the horrendous actions which her innocent heart had always opposed. She died thinking what all she had accused her Maan of, how horribly she had cursed and abused his pure soul, how she had taunted, mocked and laughed at his helplessness. Oh God… what had she done. No punishment was enough for the grave mistakes … no, no sins she had committed, she deserved to be burnt alive, stabbed till a single dropped of blood remained in her sinful body… her heart screamed in pain) Please punish me Maan.
Maan broke the hug just not able to bear his angel weep blood cursing herself for no fault of her. She was pure and innocent, it was the deeds and sins that he had been forced to commit that had butchered her heart and crushed her soul. She was merely trying to protect her brutally scarred and wounded heart, how was he to even blame her.
Maan (he placed his finger on her lips): Chup… bilkul chup... (he said gently, shaking his head as if begging her to stop cursing his love, his Jaan, his soul) Jaan tumhari toh kabhi koi galti thi hi nahi, us din bhi tum toh sach hi janana chahati thi, tumne toh woh sab (he closed his eyes in pain as a tear dropped from his eyes remembering the condition she had seen him in) dekhane ke baad bhi muj par vishwas tha woh toh mei hi tha jisne tumhe us jooth ko mannane par majboor kiya (fresh tears rolled down his eyes) jisne tumhara dil is kadar tora ki woh jur na paya, jisne tumhari rooh ko is kadar roonda ki woh kabhi sambhal hi na payi.
(Chup… bilkul chup… (he said gently, shaking his head as if begging her to stop cursing his love, his Jaan, his soul) Jaan it was never your fault, that day also you wanted to know the truth, After witnessing(he closed his eyes in pain as a tear dropped from his eyes remembering the condition she had seen him in) all that also you have full faith on me, it was I only who forced you to believe (fresh tears rolled down his eyes) who broke you heart so brutally and mercilessly that it could never mend, who ruined your soul to such an extent that it could never gather itself.)
Geet (shook her head begging him to not make her fall more in her own eyes): Nahi Maan, aap ko toh majboor kiya gaya that woh sab karne ke liye woh bhi meri hi wajah se. Par maine kaise maan liya, aap toh us din ghar bhi aaye the woh bhi lahu luhan, how could I not see anything, us raat ke andhere mein mujhe kuch dikhayi kyun nahi diya (she wept in uncontrollable agony had she seen his condition that night all this would have never happened) kash ki maine aap ki baat sun li hoti… kash ki mein itne paap aur gunhah nahi karti… kash ki meri wajah se aap ko, Pinky and Adi ko itna sab kuch nahi sahena parta… kash… (it felt as if her heart would simply burst open, she was just not able to bear what all she had done and how much her Maan had to suffer because of her) Please Maan punish me, I am not able to bear the burden of this guilt … meri rooh in gunaho ka bojh nahi sah par rahi hai… please Maan (she begged him as she completely broke down)
(No Maan, you were forced to do all that and that too because of me. But how could I believe,you toh came home also that day bleeding so profusely, how could I not see anything, why couldn’t I see anything in the darkness of that night (she wept in uncontrollable agony had she seen his condition that night all this would have never happened) I wish I had heard you out then… I wish I had not committed such follies and sins… I wish that because of me, Pinky and Adi wouldn’t have to suffer so much… I wish… (it felt as if her heart would simply burst open, she was just not able to bear what all she had done and how much her Maan had to suffer because of her) Please Maan punish me, I am not able to bear the burden of this guilt … my sould is not able to bear the weight of my deeds… please Maan (she begged him as she completely broke down))
Tears rolled down Maan’s eyes to see his Jaan burning in remorse, her eyes looking down while her head bowed in shame. Oh… it killed him to see her broken like that, he was ready to suffer anything on himself, to even weep blood but how could he ever bear to see his Jaan dying in guilt that too for no fault of hers.
Maan (held her chin and made her face him, he then cupped her face wiping her nonstop tears and spoke with so much pain in his voice that it would have pierced even God’s soul as his heart literally wept blood seeing his Jaan so broken): Tum toh meti aatma ho Geet, yadi phir bhi tumhe saza deni hai toh phir mujhe saaza do kyunki tumhari nazaro mei meri aatma doshi hai … yane ki mei doshi hoon… mei gunhegar hoon… isliye yadi tumhe kisi ho saza deni hai toh phir mujhe do.
(You are my soul Geet, if then also you want to punish someone then punish me, because in your eyes my soul is guilty, that means I am guilty, hence if you want to punish someone punish me)
Geet was completely lost in the depth of his divine and endless love as she engulfed him in another bone crushing hug wanting to simply submerge in her Maan cursing herself for torturing him, ruining their love, making them both scorch under her hatred… how could she ever doubt him… her heart cried and Maan gently rubbed her back wanting to take away all her guilt and fill her heart with his pure, limitless, divine love
It was as if time had stopped as those two divine lovers simply cling to each there as if someone might steal their soul if they even inched apart. They just wanted to be in each other’s arms wanting to feel the warmth of their love, wanting desperately to heal their bleeding hearts, to become alive again, to once again construct their dream world, to be lost in their paradise, to be complete again, to find solace in their divine hug, to let their pure and endless love heal the scars which destiny had so brutally bestowed on their love conspiring to ruin their souls but finally their true love had prevailed and overcome all the hurdles and the lovers were together again in the sanctity of each other’s arms.
Here poor Adi was getting all tensed up outside as all he could hear was muffled whispers and sobbing and finally he could wait no more and he peeped in. Oh what a majestic sight, the divine lovers embracing each other but the serenity was broken by the endless tears pouring from their eyes and an idea stuck Adi wanting to lighten the atmosphere.
Adi: Ahem… ahem…
And poor Maaneet broke apart blushing profusely.
Maan (surprised to see Adi): Adi, when did you come buddy?
Adi (changed the topic not wanting to talk about the incident of Maan’s confession and the Handa’s evil plan as it would sadden them more): That’s not important, the important thing is that I am dying of hunger and you toh know how much I suck at cooking (he cribbed making a baby sad face)
Hayee he looked so cute cribbing that Maan and Geet couldn’t help but smile at his antics. Before Maan could say something Geet spoke.
Geet (smiled): I will make breakfast for all of us Bhaiya…
And a tear escaped Maan’s eyes as he went into flash back.
Geet barged into Maan’s flat early one morning using her spare key while Maan was busy working. He had slept late at night finishing college work and had woken up early to make progress in the software he was developing before heading for college. This was more or less his daily routine. He was pleasantly surprised to see Geet there. Hayee… his angel , his Jaan but before he almost get lost in her, she spoke.
Geet (bubbling in excitement): Hi Maan… (when she saw his red eyes due to lack of sleep and she got furious on him for not taking care of his health) Phir se you were working late (her voice laden with worry) Dekho na your eyes are all red… aap apna kayal kyun nahi rakhte ho.
(Hi Maan… (when she saw his red eyes due to lack of sleep and she got furious on him for not taking care of his health) Again you were working late (her voice laden with worry) See na your eyes are all red… why don’t you take care of yourself.)
Maan (totally lost in his Jaan, her love and care): Kyunki… (he paused and Geet cutely looked at him questioning innocently … why) Kyunki meri Jaan hai na mera khayal rakhane ke liye.
(Because… (he paused and Geet cutely looked at him questioning innocently … why) Because my Jaan is there to take care of me.)
Hayee… Geet was completely smitten by his answer as she blushed slightly… when suddenly she realized why she had come there.
Geet: Maan (she asked hesitantly)
Geet: Maan suniye na (she said shaking his as she knew he was not listening, in fact he was totally lost in her… hehe … blush blush ) (Maan, listen na)
Maan (jolting out of his dream land): Haan Jaan… (Yeah Jaan…)
Geet: Woh aapne breakfast kar liya kya (she asked as if fearing something) (Did you have your breakfast?)
Maan (surprised): Nahi… par kyun… (No, but why?)
Geet (sighed in relief): Chalo aacha hai. (Good, good)
Maan (shocked): Acha hai??? (It is good??)
Geet: Arey nahi … waise nahi (she blushed slightly) woh na maine omelet banana ki recipe note ki hai toh I thought I will make you some so that you can save time na…
(No … not that ways (she blushed slightly) actually I had noted the recipe of making omelet so I thought I will make you some so that you can save time na…)
Hayee… Maan was totally lost in his angel’s love and care, she thought so much about him… he knew very well that she didn’t know how to cook rather was afraid of gas yet she too so much pain to actually get the recipe and wanted to make especially for him… Hayee…
Geet (spoke breaking his thoughts): Aap kaam kijiye and I will cook (saying so she rushed into the kitchen while Maan was totally lost in her… hehe … his work gone for a toss wink)
(You work and I will cook)
Poor Geet, she was struggling to find something and finally thought of asking Maan only.
Geet (she came out with an apron wrapped around her waist and hayee… Maan was completely blown over by his innocent doll) Woh… Maan… woh… (he raised his eyebrow as if asking any problem Jaan) ande kahan hote hai… (hehe our cute and sweet Geet didn’t even know the C of cooking)
(Where are the eggs?)
Maan (suppressing his smile not wanting to embarrass his Jaan): Woh fridge mein hai… (In the fridge)
Geet (slapping her head): Oh… dud… I forgot to check there.
And she went back in the kitchen to resume her task of preparing breakfast. Maan too slowly crept in behind her now absolutely sure she knew nothing about cooking and definitely some disaster awaited her and the kitchen.
Geet: Kya hua Maan… Aapko kuch chahiye… (What happened Maan… You need something)
Maan (not wanting to embarrass his Jaan) Nahi… woh… I thought that I will take out the utensils and spices as this kitchen is new to you na so you won’t know where the stuff is kept.
Geet smiled slightly thanking her Babaji for sending Maan as she was really getting confused out there as to what was what.
Maan took out all the spices and other stuff and even lighted the gas and Geet beamed at him.
Geet: Acha ab aap apna kaam kijiye and I will get the breakfast ready. (Ok now you work and I will get the breakfast ready.)
Maan hesitantly went out fearing the consequences of Geet cooking (wink ).
Half an hour had gone by and all the poor guy heard where utensils banging which added to Maan’s tension. Finally he could wait no longer and exactly as he was about to go in the kitchen a ghost… no no its our Geet who came out of the kitchen. Maan was startled to say the least to see her messed up self but maintained a straight face.
Geet (placing the plate with a… what was that ): Maan, omelet (OMG if that is what we call omelet… by God I am dead)
Maan gulped to see the half uncooked, half over cooked and some almost burnt omelet in front of him but how could he break his angel’s heart, she had made him something for the first time and he hesitantly took a bite. As soon as he bit the so called omelet stream literally flew out of his ears, Geet had put too much salt and pepper and poor Maan really had it when to add to his misery his angel asked.
Geet: Maan tell na how is it?
Maan (what was the poor guy to say… how could he break her innocent heart, she was looking as longingly at him): Jaan (but his voice almost failed him but as he saw her dropping face he somehow cleared his throat and spoke) It’s really nice.
Geet beamed and hayee Maan’s day was made, it no longer matter how was he to gulp down that omelette.
FLASH BACK ENDS
Precap: Maaneet moments.
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