Mortal Promises!#T7! UPDATED Chapter 72 @ Page 32 || 19th Feb 24 - Page 12

Chapter 67 : D I ST R U S T

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Part 1

7 years ago - Maan 18, Two weeks Before Geet’s 15th birthday (A few months before Maan leaving India. This was the last summer Maan spent in Hoshiyarpur!)

"Maan...Hey Babaji...Choriye inko…" Geet screamed in disbelief as Maan hauled someone up and tossed them on the chair!

"Kiya samajh ke aisi dress sila aapne?? Aapko acche se maloom hona chahiye tha na ye Handa parivaar ki ladki ke liye sill (stitch) rahe hain aap? Kiya behudgi hain ye??" He was shaking with anger!

"Aaj...aaj kal yehi...d dd.. des..dessinee ka daur hain…aur Geet bibi itni khubsu.." The stammering tailor couldn't finish as Maan roared again, "Baasss...Chup ek shabd nahin...Meri Geet ko kiya samajh ke rakha hain aapne haan?? Bohot dinn se dekh raha hoon main..Aapka sahi mein irada kiya hain haan??

Mujhe janna bhi nahin hain...Abhi 10 min ke andar ye dress ka back theek se stitch karke do...Abhiii…"

The tailor gawked at him in terror, “Itni hayrani se maat dekhiye...Pata hain mujhe aapki aasliyat aur aapki iss khas design ki asliyat bhi...Jaldi kijiye…”

“Je tussi iss tarha dekhande ho ta main dar jawanga! Te main kuch bhi samjh na sakda! (If you look at me like this, I get scared! And can’t understand anything.)” Fear sprouted punjabi out of the man as he quickly glanced at Maan’s red veins popping inside his eyes.

Gritting his teeth together Maan growled, “Mainu fark ni penda… Jive main kehda hunn kara! Nahin ta main tuwanu kuta di anga! Aise chittar padenge na…(I don’t care. Do as I say or I will beat you up!)

Aayi baat samajh??” Hearing his thunder, Geet hid her face inside her henna embellished palms.

"Lekin…10 minutes mein…aur kapde kaha se...launga main…" The tailor sounded utterly helpless as he clutched over the material in fear.

“Aapne kapde chori karke kaha chupa ke rakha woh maine thodi note ki hain… Chaliye aab aapna kaam kijiye.” Giving one last warning he walked off as Geet followed his trails.

"Maan aap shaant ho jaiye please...mujhe darr lag raha hain aap se…" Like a scared kitty, she touched his left arm.

"Good...Lagna hi chahiye...how dare you put me through this??

How dare you wear something like that in front of the whole goddamn village haan??

Tumhare taraf koi waise dekhe toh main...main…" His voice shivered in rage, eyes moved towards Geet's back, "Brij ke wajah se abhi tak tumhare back pe sujan (wound marks) hain. It has not even healed properly.

Aur tum ye wahiyat ghatiya dress pehen ke shaadi mein jaane wali thi?? Pata bhi hain wahan kitney log honge...Kin kin nazro se tumhe dekhenge...Agar kisi ne bheedh mein kahin tumhe galat..i can’t even......gggrrr…"

"Par aapne toh dekh liya naa… aur meri back.. You touched and kissed there… chocos bhi di kitna sara gussa hone se pehle...Pata hain mujhe kitna gudgudi ho rahi thi jab aap woh ointment laga rahe thhey!…" Her innocence at times like this makes him insane, also those wide beautiful eyes which stare at him ever so naively without blinking!

"I had to blow on the scar.. I can't see you in pain. Or was I supposed to do nothing?
I was just soothing your pain na? Warna tum toh mujhe ointment lagane hi nahin de rahi thi! And I will do it again if you keep torturing me like this…"

"Maine kaise torture kiya...And aap mein kiya woh hamare billa (cat) pawpaw ki aatma aagayi, jo insaano ko scratch aur bite karna hain aapko...Par pawpaw bhi toh srif fingers pe bite karta hain.." She pursed her innocent lips.

"Toh tum kaha chahti ho... Where shall I bite you?? On your cheeks?? Or unm neck??…" Realizing what he was doing, he halted, "Wait...wait don't answer!" Of course, don't want to get tormented by 10k more questions!

She stole her eyes from him! Maan has always loved the fact how Geet utters everything hidden in her heart to him at moments like this, "Nahin...Siyappa dekha main phir se aa gayi na aapke chikni chupdi baato mein hawww...I am supposed to be angry with you...Hmm..Right…

Toh itne sare chocos dene ke baad abhi itna sara kyun chillaya mujhpe??...Ruko main naa daadi maa se kahoongi Maan doesn't love his Mishty anymore...Only shouts shouts shouts and blackmails..."

"Kiyaahhh....Daadi maa kyun aa rahi hain beech mein?? And of course, I will scold you...I thought you wore that stupid backless dress to only show me...Why won't I get angry?? Your wound was showing. Your inners were showing. Do you even realize that?? What if someone would have seen it...

Ek ek cheez dhayan rakhna padhta hain mujhe…

Ghar pe it's ok. But not for outsiders. I am your best friend ya baki ka pura Hoshiyarpur??"

"Dev, Pinky, Pawandeep woh bhi toh mere best friends hain...Pinky ne toh kabhi mere back pe aise kiss nahin ki when she saw me in that dress… Usne bhi toh dekha mere zakham!

She always kisses me on my cheek…" There is no other way than her testing his patience deliberately in the guise of innocence!

"What the hell??? Nutcase...you want Pinky to kiss your back?? Gosh... don't even answer it...

And how dare you mention Dev...

How dare you compare me with others??"

"Aap baaj nahin aayenge na? Maan bhi jaiye ke aapko bas bahane chahiye mere paas aane ki! Aur abhi na mummy mat bano geet ye mat pehen waha mat ja.. Sidhe sidhe bhi kabhi kuch baatein hoti hain na.." Her eyes twinkled with mischief.

"Think whatever you want…

I am also going to be your husband officially very soon..So…" He couldn't finish as she hued in, "Husband Husband Husband...Always blackmail…. Husband aise karte hain kiya wife ke sath??? Ek taraf se aankhein dikha ke darao, dusri taraf se pappi do..Chi chi..." Touching her ears she looked at the sky, "I just want to play with you forever and travel so much. Hoshiyarpur se bhi bahar! Aapne promise kiya tha na?

And I know you saw..that...strap…But abhi kehna zaroori tha... babaji..Please forgive your bacchi... Not fair Maan…Dusht Danav..."

"Marry me...I will teach you in elaboration… Even though tumhe kafi acche se maloom hain aisa lagta hain mujhe!"

"Kiya maloom hain mujhe? Yehi ke aap ek number ke dusht danav ho?"

"Don't lie. Itni bholi toh tum ho nahin! You know it very well hamara rishta tumhare dusre baki sab dosto se alag hain.

Jab tumhare tummy ke aches srif mujhe yaa rano maa ko batati ho, aisa kyun??" Touching her chin Maan locked his dark browns on her.

"Haan... Toh woh matter alag hain na! Mummy ne bhi mana kiya kisi aur ko bolne se.

Aur aapko har month thodi na batati hoon. Woh toh meri tabiyet kharab hoti hain toh pata nahin aapko kaise pata chal jata hain!" She murmured while twisting her stole in nervousness, unable to look into his eyes.

"Bakwas kar rahi ho. You know it well it's very private. And I know it because only I have the right! Aab baatein ghumao maat!"

"Baatein aap ghumate ho.. Kabse bas dant rahe ho mujhe badi badi aankhe dikhake...Tailor ko peet te ho… Dhamki dete ho..

Pyaar kaha gaya aapka??...Jao nahin karni aapse koi shaadi… Aur ye kapde na aap khud pehen lena backless! Hmmphh!!" She stomped her feet on the ground and left with a huge pout.

Even after two days Maan was not becoming normal.

"Kyun itna naraz hain aap...Aab maine kiya kiyah hain...Aab toh maine woh laal chunri bhi nahin daali..." She squealed near his ear making him scrunch his whole face in irritation, "Stop hovering over my head Geet... Can't you see am busy…" Writing some mathematics notes for Geet without even drawing his eyes out.

"Maan...Aakhri bar puchungi aap chal rahe hain ke nahin shaadi mein…" Tapped her feet impatiently!!

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Chapter 67 : D I ST R U S T

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"Maan...Aakhri bar puchungi aap chal rahe hain ke nahin shaadi mein…" Tapped her feet impatiently!!

"Dulha aa gaya...Oye Geet chal naa...Jaldi….Maan veer ji tussi abhi tak taiyar ni ho?" Pinky rushed in while panting as Geet shoot a death glare at Maan, "Maannn???" Gritting her teeth with anger and confusion!!

"Pinky I am not coming..." He replied ever so calmly, and resumed his writing pretty instantly!

"Aap nahin jaoge toh main nahin jaaungi! I swear!"

"Ok.! Pinky, Geet is also not coming!" Still didn't move his eyes from the maths sheet.

Sensing Geet's peeved hazels scrutinizing him, he spoke again, "You just said! I am not going and you are also not going there Mishty…" She hates when he behaves such coldly with her!

"Abhi kahan jaa rahi ho?" His voice hindered her pace briefly.

"Sir dewaar pe patakne!"

"Geet shararat mat karo. Tumhe kal jo homework diya tha woh complete kiya tumne?" There, he was in a different zone.

"Main shaadi mein jaa rahi hoon. Aab ye chunri bhi nahin odhne wali. Aise hi jane wali hoon. Jisko dekhna hain dekhe mujhe aise! Aap rahiye aur apna sada huwa equations solve kijiye!" Throwing the bright peachy stole on the chair, Geet started to leave in anger.

"I said ek kadam bahar nahin rakhogi aise…" Suddenly he flew in front of her like an agile panther and blocked her way, those big scary eyes spitting freezing fireballs!!

She very well knew how to agitate him!

"Main toh aab jaungi...Ye manmani nahin chalega… aap bohot burey ho.. Geet won't talk to you… you again scolded me woh bhi aankhein dikha ke...you broke your promise again…" Though she met his fiery gaze but soon to fill her own hazels with tears of agony, "Do din se aise khadoos behave kar rahe ho!" Dimmed the fire in his eyes instantly with her threatening salt water which would spill any second!

"Accha theek hain. Jao. Go. I will call Pinky. Woh aake le jayegi tumhe." His voice softened quite instantly, "Woh..Mujhe kuch papers kharidna hain, main bahar se aata hoon. Khayal rakhna aapna. Aur jaldi wapas aa jana, theek hain? Baad mein milte hain." Seeing her gloomy face and teary eyes, Maan had to melt obviously.

Coming back after 30 mins he found Geet waiting for him in the same spot inside his study.

"Geet tum abhi tak kyun nahin gayi? Main naraz nahin hoon tumse aur kuch nahin bolunga baad mein bhi!" Looking at her with confusion, he cupped her pouty face.

"Mujhe pata hain aapne mana kiya hain toh kuch soch ke kiya hoga. Toh main nahin jaa rahi. Aapke bagair toh bilkul nahin jana!" Moved her face to left to free from his hold. Doesn’t want to lost herself in his passionate orbs.

"Oh??!! Itna yaqeen hain mujhpe? Phir bhi ladna zaroori hain!" Trying to tease her a little to make her gloominess disappear, didn't even know her innocent answers were going to pierce his heart in the warmth of love, "Haan aur nahin toh kiya. I trust you the most aapko toh acche se maloom hain yeh! Aur lad aap rahe hain mujhse." Geet's big eyes were only looking at Maan with immeasurable faith!

"What if I say jump off a cliff? Pahad se kud jao?"

"Aisa filmy kuch aap kabhi bologe hi nahin. Aur agar bologe toh aapko sath leke kud jaungi! Ismein kiya hain! Phir dono ki eksath tang tutegi, accha hain!"

"Itna bharosa, toh gussa kyun ho mujhse? Kyun meri wajah nahin samajhti?" Maan softened his gaze even more.

"Yaqeen ka kabhi sawal toh tha hi nahin na. Par yahan mudda ye hain ke aap naraz hain mujhse pichle kayi dino se.. naa jane kyun! Maybe you don't trust me enough tabhi mere shaadi pe jaane se aapko aitraaz hain. Meri galti toh bataiye? Toh main sudhar loon?" Pierced her hazels like shards of glass inside his perplexed visions.

"Doll! No!” Maan exclaimed vividly hearing her remarks, “Tumne kuch bhi galat nahin kiya hain. Main tumse bilkul naraz nahin hoon! Tumpe toh mujhe sabse zayada bharosa hain Geet! Par Ye dunia bohot gandi hain. Woh tailor ke chamche woh log were trying to shoot a video of yours, I saw it that day. Woh bas ek insaan hain. Yahan ka mahol accha nahin hain Geet! And I don’t want you to worry about these nonsense stuff.." He finally disclosed the real reason behind his anger.

"Haww kiyah? Uss khote ki toh main... Tabhi aap itna gussa thhey uss pe! Mujhe pehle batane mein kiya jata aapka? Khamkha lad liye hum dono..." She was going to smack on his arm as he held her hand, dragging her closer instead.

"Geet will you always trust me like this?" There was something in his eyes, which Geet understands now!

"Of course Maan! Always and forever! Par itna sad kyun sound kar rahe ho?" She flashed her naive dimples at him with utmost trust glowing in her eyes, "Why won't I trust you? I will always do. Promise!"

(Flashback ends)

Present day.

Nothing is the same anymore. She wished to get back to those naive childhood days when things used to be much simpler. Where they would play endlessly or just gossip mindlessly without a single worry in the world! When did everything become so insufferable?

“Kyun...Aab kiya huwa...Why are you fighting me Geet?? Come... Shaadi maanti hi nahin naa tum...Toh ulte phere lene mein kiya takleef ho rahi hain tumhe!!” Only lava emitted through his dry vocals unlike his burning hand.

“Maan aisa maat kijiye...Maan aapko chot lagi hain...Haat jala hain aapka...Please Maan...aise zidd nahin karte…!!” She tried to touch his face momentarily. Maybe that will calm his possessed soul!

“Srif haat jala hain naa?? Dill toh mera kabse jalke rakh ho gaya.. Aaj toh main sabkuch jala dunga...Nahin chahiye mujhe tum…" Bolting her hands off, Maan seethed in fury, "Aur tumhe kiya fark padhta hain...haan!!” Confined her in his iron grip.

“Maan...Main aakhri baar keh rahi hoon...Agar abhi nahin chora naa aapne mujhe...I will never forgive you!!” Crying incessantly, she stood her ground firmly. Not struggling anymore!

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Chapter 68 : Circle

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Part 1

“Who wants your forgiveness, silly woman??" The bitterness in his words is much louder than her despairing screams, "Do I even give a damn about some shit like forgiveness?? You betrayed me... it's you who has broken the promises…

It's you who should be sorry…

Not me!!

Rather I am just setting you free... Isn't this what you want??" His cold voice remained in a low pitch as he smiled mockingly, "Aab kiya huwa?? Kyun nahin aana?? Aao aagni ko sakshi maanke ulte phere lo...Aur azad ho jao!!”

“Nahin aaungi main...Suna aapne...Aise Jabardasti nahin kar saktey aap mere sath!!” She gritted her teeth in frustration.

“Kyun nahin aaogi.. haan?? Iska matlab maanti ho ke main pati hoon tumhara??” None of them present there could believe what they were hearing!

“Nahin aaungi...Kyun ki…

Ulta phera toh tab hoga na jab koi shaadi huwi hogi…! Pata nahin kiya anap shanap…”

“Toh agar shaadi huwi nahin hain toh aur accha hain naa...Tumhe kiya fark padhta hain phir...

Aao, aajao…

Mujhe khud se azad hone ke liye hi sahi!!” That mad man dragged her near the center where the fire was burning vehemently!

“Nahin...Maan…” A wailing Geet didn't have any more strength or patience left within her hence having no other option she clutched onto Maan's hard body instead and hugged him tightly!!

"Pleaseee!" As she cried helplessly, he intently stared at her crimson lips without saying a word.

She felt a sudden dizziness surrounding her senses as Maan scooped her limp body and was almost finished with the first circle!!

Thinking beyond that mark was no longer possible for her. She could never grasp the fact Maan would be so much angry that such a turn of events can take place!!

And with his pained face being the last thought inside her mind she felt darkness lured her...While she gave in!!

“Maan..Ruk jao...Maan…

Geet ko dekho...Maannnn!! Oh my god Geet…” Sameera’s woeful scream entered Maan's senses as he looked at Geet's pale face only to find out her unconscious limp frame!!

Few hours later.

Opening her heavy eyelids Geet found a concerned Savitri sitting in front of her!!

Expecting Maan's face to be the first sight when she opens her eyes hence a tingle of disappointment tickled her. But she swallowed her pain soon enough, trying to remember the horrendous events happening around her!!

Only one question took place over her whole thoughtfulness.

Is she still his wife???

Or has he completed the un-circling process??

“Maan...Maan kaha hain??” Savitri heard Geet's shattered voice as she tried to lift herself from the bed!!

“Betey...Aap uthiye maat…!!” She got stupefied seeing Geet's eyes already getting moist!

“Maan kaha hain daadi maa...Unki haat pe chot lagi thi naa…!!” Even though conscious, Geet still appeared in a trance, "Muj…Mujhe Maan se milna hain… Unke paas jana hain… Woh bohot naraz hain m..Mujhse... I have hurt him so bad.." She started taking off the IV inserted on her wrist.

“Geet ye kiya kar rahi hain aap. Aise mat uthiye, Aapko aaram ki zaroorat hain.

Aur Maan .. He is fine...Aap please itna maat sochiye…!!” A helpless Savitri, grabbed Geet's shoulders to knock some sense in her.

“Par woh kaha hain...Mujhe unse baat karni hain...Unhe kiya ho gaya hain daadi maa...Maine kabhi unhe itney gusse mein nahin dekha naa…!!” She lamented in agony.

“Betey abhi inn sab bare mein baat karna sahi nahin hoga…

Aapne toh dekha naa woh kitney naraz thhey...He was not being himself…

He loves you the most betey...He will come around...Hamari maniye give him some time!!” Caressing Geet's weeping face, Savitri suggested.

“Par woh kaha hain?? Yaha kyun nahin hain?? Aur unhone woh.." Her voice choked, leaving that cursed sentence incomplete, "...Phere..Ulte phere.,.,.,.,.!!”

“Nahin...He didn't complete the circles…” Patting on her head, Savitri disclosed, paused briefly to check the relief in Geet's face!

“Lekin.. Humein aapse aisa ummeed naa thi…

Hum toh sath hain na iss mein?? Aap dono ne humse itni badi baat chupayi?? Kyun betey???!" She asked Geet further.

"I am sorry Daadi maa…" Surrendering to the uncontrollable emotions, Geet again broke down, “I am so sorry for everything..”

"Sshh.. Roiye maat. Abhi aap aram kijiye. Sab theek hain. Baad mein baat karte hain betey.." Seeing her pale state Savitri thought of excusing herself and not ask anything for now.

A few more hours passed. Tonight there was no moon.

"Once and for all. I need answers. And you can't dodge me this time with your lies!" Sameera was adamant.

"I am listening." Geet sounded drained as she folded the cloth in her hand.

"I am still in disbelief that you have hidden such a big thing. You were married to Maan this whole damn time??" Sameera was walking to and fro, not wanting to visualize her own words!

"Correction. Are not were. I am still married to him." Generating an unwanted flickering inside Sameera's dark eyes.

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