Kashmakash

Chapter 2 

He never felt this much alienated..When he was away from his family, Sam was around..He had no regrets, as he left everything for Sam only..Not mentally but physically, they were in a relation..Many times he thought why he couldn't go away from her? But never found any answer..Only time was the answer, her betrayal was the answer for each of his question.







He turned his head down, Supporting his elbows on knees,his hands moved upwards to hide his face .He had no courage to face this world. Seemed each passerby in corridor was staring him..Mocking him.



" Mr. Khuraana ! " no answer " Mr. Khuraana ! " Nurse standing next to his chair, called him patiently. Really some one was called his name ?  It startled him..


He looked up " Yes ! yes Sister ! Is every thing alright ? My ..my family they --thhhheey...al all " a sudden fear to loose them scattered around him He jumped up from his seat..



" Relax  just relax Mr. Khuraana " Nurse of his mother's age sensed his turmoil, from what he was going through..Keeping her duty away, she petted his back like own child..


" What happened Sister ?" with moist Maan asked, getting grip over self.

" Actually, Geet Ji, she is too much scared, without anyone from family around..Your GM is not well, so only you can soothe her " she replied gravely. Explaining the cause, which brought her here..Maan nodded that he would tackle..


He was sitting here, outside Daddi's room, introspecting.. He had prepared himself to face the reality.What he gained, staying away from family? Nothing, Sam left him in despair for everything..


After getting ditched in love, he had no expectations from life..He was a looser, bloody looser.. But now when his family was in need, why he was hesitating to sacrifice himself ? He had to fulfil, his moral duties, even going against his own wishes. So he shouldn't be in dilemma, turning Daddi's marked expectations   as reality..Geet and her unborn child were his responsibility. This was ultimate truth.



He followed Nurse..How to face Geet ? Even if the whole episode had been erased, from her memory..But he was in guilt..He was the reason of her suffering..If that day he had accepted the proposal..Circumstances might be different..This was his first face off..He never saw her before.





Still in dilemma (KASHMAKASH), with shivering hands , he gave push to door with glass panel, silently peeping in little..He estimated from view of her bent legs, that she was in sitting posture. He opened door slowly , n put first step forward toward her.Wrapping own arms tightly around folded knees. She cocooned her upper body within lower part.Her forehead was touching his knees.



As he moved in without any disturbance..He got full glimpse of a tiny structure In her sky blue patient attire, she appeared to him, like something wrapped in Nurse was right, poor girl was really scared of unknown..Precisely never stayed  alone anytime, without her family.



" Maan do you scared off, how to face this tiny creature ? Huh ! " he questioned himself..Then reached near to her bed..Breaking his silence, he dared to alert her, about his presence around her.. That she was not alone " SOMEONE OF HER OWN " ...was there " FOR HER"..." Geet !"  his voice trembled.." Geet ! " he uttered this name first time ever in his life.


She raised her head little up..Still half covered behind legs...Maan's husky voice was unfamiliar to her..In disbelief her hazel eyes gazed him unblinkingly.Was he really here ? Really Maan was here ? The only synonym for the word Love to her.


How much shades, her eyes changed, in fraction of seconds..Maan was amazed Fear, Disbelief, Confusion, Acceptance ( that he was really here in front ) , Trust n lastly Wetness due to ultimate belief that she was safe.



Slowly full view of her innocent face appeared  in front, his eyes were on stalk, finding such a lovely creation of almightily in front of him...Every feature well crafted..Her wavy hair were little massy, due to her previous posture...His stone heart melted like ice suddenly..Still there was little awkwardness..For Geet he was not any stranger..But she never saw him in person like this..She peeped from the corner of her eyes..A little chirp of smile came to Maan's lips...



" So you are scared still, scared of me huh ? " folding his arms, he questioned..When he knew , she would always choose him over others..He was confused, a girl who loved n trusted him blindly without seeing once ..How could she be in another relationship, within a month whole drama went ? 


She nodded in big no, stamping her belief over him..A lone tear dribbled down to her check..It was like a dagger piercing his heart..When same old event flashed in his mind, n she had forgotten.


He felt an unknown attachment, very next moment..With his thumb, he wiped that tiny droplet. " Why are you crying then ? huh !! "





She dared look deep in his eyes..covered with gloominess..His pictures she had, just gave a little reflection of  his personality , in real how much different he was, tough outlook with crafted features..Big broad chocolate brown eyes , M Shape lips, and Perfect Jaw Line with trimmed stubble...



As the time was passing , he was feeling more comfortable, more than her.. Even when she hadn't uttered a single word yet " Why are you this much surprised ? If you want myself to introduce to you?" he smiled, hiding his inner pain 


" Aaaap ..aaap  ? " she came out of trance. Still puzzled.



" She still doesn't recognise me or in disbelief ?" he mumbled..



She downcast her eyes.Rubbed her toes on bed sheet..Why her life, turned out to be this much complicated ?  Firstly she had forgotten much of past..Now he was in front..



" Geet be comfortable..Yes its me Maan..I know I am not stranger to you. You might be thinking I saw this man in photos only. But let me clear.Due to your lost memory of two years, you had forgotten that episode too, when we met first time..But you can assume, this as our first face to face meet "  he stood next to her, clasping both of his hand in anxiety..How to start proper conversation..



He scanned her counter reaction..It was un unbelievable...With mention of his own name Maan, she sobbed more " Daddi ! Daddi "



She needed someone, who could fill her in arms and comfort her..It was just Daddi, no where she was around.. In short spansh, he felt some buried emotions of him, erupting out..Her mental state, could be dangerous for her pregnancy, she was not aware about..Opposite to Sameera for whom men were toys, this poor girl was uncomfortable with presence of one man.



" Geet, you know Daddi is old now..She needs some rest too..Kabse yahan thi woh..I sent her home..She ll be back soon.." he brushed her messy hair back with shivering hand over head..To assure her, she was secure..



Instantly she grabbed hanging hand 's wrist..Marking soft prints over harden one..A cold shiver ran through his veins..How she pulled his hand, he left with no other option..except to sit on her side...Coz freeing his hand mean, to loose her building trust on him.



" Everyone is saying, I have lost my memory of two years almost. Per saari to nahi gayi na..I can't forget Brij Veer Ji , he ll kill me not finding at home for long..When no woman is around me. " innocently she replied, bringing out her haunted fears...Her words mystified Maan's doubts..Something fishy was there..A girl with such a high moral values, how she could take such a big decision..A relation without marriage..


" Brij Veer Ji ?" Maan didn't know this man..Just from Geet's words estimated, he was predominant member of her male oriented clan..Still he had to pretend like he new him, as their talk would move further.


" My elder cousin.No one could dare to bash him..Even my Papa Ji.. So when I ll go in front of him..He ll burry me alive..? " with back of her hands, she tried to rub her over flooded  eyes..Expressing her misery..



Steadily she was over powering Maan's mind..Her tears bringing her closer to his heart " I am here for you Geet , trust me no one could dare touch you without my permission. " he freed his wrist, held her from shoulders.



She never expected this reply..Really he was the one made for her..As all said, but she never got a chance to know what he felt for her..A man who neither saw her nor ever in touch with her.. She glanced him for a while  " But still we are not married..You are other man for me .." even  after loosing her memory... with erased harsh reality of her life...he was staying in hidden corner of her heart..Hesitant girl how easily said.." Yet they were not married", like she was sure one day he would marry her.



A  chirp of smile came to his lips on her innocent reply..It meant the time had arrived to put Daddi's words into action..To bring her out off mental trauma, with a lie narrating own knitted story..Why not? If he was gifting his meaningless life, to save this angel..Still so hard to play with emotions of someone else's possession..his own brother's..



"  Who said  I am other man to you ? Huh ?" his heart was in mouth saying this ..She shrunk her brows..Wasn't getting him..Why he was muddling up, her already jolted life ? She put hands over head, and pulled own hair in anxiety Her heart was beating fast.." What you want to say ? Please don't talk in riddles.."





" Her condition is more sensitive than Daddi..Why I am confusing her.She is carrying a life within.How ? It matters nothing at this point." he thought.." Come on Maan , keep significance of relations apart for time being..come on ..." He boasted himself...Next moment he filled her in arms..She clinched his shirt from back..To bring out all frustration..



More is coming to be continued .........