Throwback scenes from my fictions - Scene 8 pg 9 Jul 31 - Page 4

This is again from my old story and many of you have read it. This is one of the central scene of the story. Tell me which story it is and those who have not read, please do read this story. This is the old story so wordings may not be that fine.. Pardon me for that. But i personally love this story.

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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"

"Mishti will not hide and wait for Maan's view on how room is looking, she will wait madly for her Maan to see him 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."

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