It is easy said than done. Moving on with someone else other than your love is not possible in her case. She was just proven wrong with just a touch she could only feel him around and her heart’s contentment was on her lips too.
He backed off at the mention of his name from her mouth; he never intended to make such advances but her cold demeanour was scaring him nor did she react on seeing him before nor did she make any efforts to know the surroundings. She was sitting like a doll placed in a fair on whom games where played on.
“Look at me Geet … Look at me” he said in a heavy voice.
The moment she looked at him her sobs only increased and she in no time was in his arms. Even if it was her imagination she needed his warmth to reduce her guilt and pain. Maan came out again from her mouth while she hugged him like a baby scared to loose her favourite toy.
“Geet … Geet … Why are you crying” He questioned again.
“I am here Geet, don’t cry.” he tried to console her but she was nowhere to stop her cries.
He separates her from him; held her face in his hands to make her look at him. A look at him also couldn’t reduce her sobs. He was running out of options to stop her cries, he couldn’t see her like this.
At last he could think of only thing which actually had broken her trance before too. He kissed away those pearls which came out of her eyes. Slowly bringing her out of the guilt and getting lost in his world. His kisses were slow wanting to leave its mark deep down in her heart. He started to give attention to those eyes which had confined so much of precious pearls and those soft cheeks which had the marks of her cries & that did melt her. He came to those trembling lips which just were only having his name.
He was still contemplating whether he should continue or not when her hands held his back pulling him more into her breaking last strand of hesitation in him. He took in her inviting lips into his making her feel the love he had held for her from a long time. She responded with the same favour as she had longed for him and then all these issues created fear in her and then she imagining him everywhere made her believes the depth of her hearts wishes. She poured in all her love in that kiss. His hand made his way on her waist pressing it hard increasing his passion. When they felt they were out of breath they parted but he didn’t stop devouring her.
His hands made his way on her pulling her dhori giving him more access on her white skin which was too much of temptation for him to resist. With no time they both were free from the obstacles both mentally & also physically to feel each other like never before.
He laid beside her in the aftermath of there love. She turned towards him resting her head on his shoulder while her hand held him over his waist. There was silence on both ends feeling the peace of having the other on their side. This silence also held amity before the upcoming storm hit them; both had gone ahead with the other but were the problems sorted out or were the happiness really there for them is what a thought they skipped to ponder about.
She placed a kiss on his arm while settled her head back on his shoulder & said “Maan … I love you”
Her words did soothe his aching heart but also brought back their last encounter when he wanted to say those magical words to her. His heart had been on the receiving end of the brutal denial of her love. He turned to look at her; she was resting herself in his embrace. It hurt him to see her give into his demand that to when she didn’t even know whom she married to. He pinned her under him anger oozing out of his every action, while his hands held Geet’s hand hard enough to pierce her skin while he questioned her which pierces her soul “Whom do you think you got married to?”
She was ready to take his anger but the next set of words which he uttered made her numb to all the emotions all over again. The pool of guilt in which she was saved a while ego was back to pull her deep within & this time she could never come out of it also.
Maan left her, giving time to let her absorb the things happening around to come to the terms of present situation.
Geet could only cuddle up to the corner of the bed covering herself with the sheet. There was no tears anymore, wasn’t she enough burden for giving pain to her love that she went ahead making a mockery of her marriage her life too. She sat there don’t know for how long thinking about it was not just the heart which broke now but also her soul was crushed beyond any repair. All she could think of was “How she going to face anyone, she is staying in there house and being with her love on her wedding night.”