Chapter 28

Maan had closed the door of his room and was standing still in front of the mirror looking at the lipstick mark on his cheek. He kept looking at it, not in anger at all but pain in his eyes

"Kaash, hmm" he shied "only if this was all true".

He remembers when he had went out to get news paper , how his mother had laughed and touched his cheeks

"I asked Geet to only take tea, I had no idea she was taking snack with her too" he was confused but kind of felt happy as how there was happiness all around house after so long..

All the servants smiled inwardly too but got quiet with one look of Maan.

"Go wash your face first'." "Uff Maa.. what's the matter. Will anyone get me the newspaper"

A servant who was hiding her smile came and handed him the newspaper and when Maan was off to his room his bauji saw him and smiled at Maan and turned other side to hide his laugh'

"Go, go to your room" Maan was surprise to see such light hearted smile on his fathers face. He wanted to keep it like this forever but he was still confused what was in his face.

His hand went and touched the lipstick mark and his eyes were glued to it'

"Why are you doing this Geet, this false pretense and trying to wake up something in me which is dead'"

"It was Maan's family and friend who would have laughed and teased at such small thing and it was Maan who would be happy with such small happenings in life, who would shy away with those marks of his Mishty on his cheek"

He took wet towel and in very sophisticated manner wiped the mark "but neither you are Mishty nor Maan is alive to enjoy these small moments."

"Do whatever you want but you cannot bring back Maan who is dead' his small small dreams and wishes are all dead with him' what are you trying to prove now, who are you trying to win'.its Maan Singh Khurana and I know that's exactly what you want"

He looked around the room which was completely decorated, he knew it was done by Geet instantly

"Lets end this game today for once and for all Geet"

Geet was religiously working very hard on the project, while Maan got busy with even more high profile work, making the office run at his orders.

Geet left early after all the meeting and making sure the days work went pretty ahead. She have to prove to Maan in all ways but the way Maan spoke today, will she be able to bring Maan back this way.

Geet reached home before Maan who arrived late in evening.

When Maan entered his room , he again got to see his room well decorated, now fresh flowers placed on the dresser, beautiful big card placed on the side table, scented candles and the dim light. The room definitely gave the feeling of romance yet coziness.

Geet was watching Maan from far, hiding.. waiting to see his reaction. Either he will enjoy it or he will show his anger.. Anger is what she was expecting but she wanted him to get it all out but less did she know the way it will come out, the pain it will give her will be unbearable'

Maan gave no reaction.. just smirked "Nice decorations, very classy ' exactly Geet Handa"

Maan was about to leave to get his change of clothes out when Geet came in.

"Thank god, you are not angry." "why? you did all this decorations to make me angry"

"No, this is your gift from your Mishty" Geet said determined to let him know she was his Mishty.

"Mishty? " Maan smiled and turned away "Do you even know Mishty" he looked at her.

"You know if Mishty would be the one, this bedsheet would not have been this staright, it would be crumbled as she would have taken so many turns after arranging it, in wait of her Maan."

He held her arm and took her to the dresser

"And here, in place of flowers it would have been decorated with her different bangles.. she would not have been able to decide which bangle her Maan will like and all her time would have gone in selecting bangles and no time to find flowers"

"He again pulled her to the closets and opened it' it would have been full of her dupatta coz she must have known, how much her Maan dreams of her duppatta on him and even this bed there would be her dupatta spread to welcome her Maan in her raw style"

Maan was by this time all lost in his Mishti and imagining how his room would be if his Mishty was here and did not realize when Geet left.

Geet could not take more, it hit her how much he imagined and wished for his Mishty. How every moment he was living in thought of how his Mishty would be.

Geet immediately closed her room and sat down there itself sliding on the door. Tears flowing without control thru her eyes, how much pain he was in.

With the heavy weight of this pain how he was managing to keep his company on top.

"Maa-aan" she cried holding her heart tight "Help me bring your Mishty to you. I can't bear your pain" she cried.

In Maan's room

Maan was lost "here on mirror of dresser, it would be full of bindi's and"

Maan turned and found no Geet "aarre chale gayee, I have to tell her so much about Maan and Mishty aur chalee gayee"

Maan went to Geet's room and knocked her door "Geet open the door, I have to show you something"

Geet did not have the courage to see him and thus was reluctant, She knew by now Maan was not in his own control. Never ever had she realized what way her behaviour have broken him each day and how it has effected him "open your door Geet"

Geet opened the door, her eyes full of tears. "Why are you crying, did I say anything to you. Don't worry I will not say any harsh words to you, you are DIL of this house, you are GEET MAAN SINGH KHURANA"

"Come with me, I will end this struggle of yours today. You will get all you want"

He held her hand and was taking her somewhere, Geet was all confused only she knew was she have to see more pain.

Before she could comprehend, they were standing in the stadium of big football ground.

He looked at Geet and smiled "And this is not Maan standing in front of you, this is MSK. Maan is there" he showed center of the ground "he is buried there' his Mishty would have always come here to meet him." He was almost chocked but he held on.

"Maan and two dreams 'his football and his Mishty. Both gone, Maan dead"

"Maan I am not feeling well, let me go" Geet was unable to take his pain. Today she realized that all she was doing for him was so meaningless in his love story of Maan and Mishty.

"Itnee jaldi himat haar gayee. Mishty apne Maan ko aise chor ker nahi jatee but again, nor you are Mishty nor I am Maan"

"You are Geet Khurana and I am Maan Singh Khurana.And this Maan singh khurana accept you Geet Khurana as his wife. Now you get all you want so we should just end this game of Maan and his Mishty. You can move to my room whenever you want."

Maan coolly left from there and Geet rushed to her room. Her heart was not able to bear the pain Maan carried on his heart everyday, and today unknowingly he made her part of his pain.

Geet again got a knock in her room, she opened the door, Maan was standing there

"Geet, you are now wife of Maan Singh Khuaran, you will be seen with me and I want Geet khurana to be upto his class. From today, please change this rustic dressing style to more urban and classy as MSK level"

"You will soon get best range of dresses, select dresses from them."

Next ' Will Geet change to Geet Khurana, will she accept the alluring offer of entering his life