Part 5

Nothing had changed in Maaneet’s life in the past 3 months… actually it had gone worse… Maan’s taunts, his accusing words, his purposeful flirting… and his rough passion… nothing had stopped… it was as though Dev had never left her life… Maan had used this name to hurt her over and over again… Geet had lost all hope of a happy life as Maan’s suspicion grew as days grew by… he had forced her to take contraceptive pills as he dint trust her… he had hurt her when ever a guy would praise her… now days she was scared of talking to Vicky also….
Maan was furious… he had met with Prakash after long time and his ego couldn’t see the knowing smirk on his face when Prakash came to know abt Geet and his marriage… it was all cos of that disgraceful Geet.. He thought… he had planned to go home soon as he wanted to take a bit of rest….
The bell rang and Geet moved to open the door…. She was shocked to see Dev… what are you doing here??? She asked with a bit shiver in her voice
I dint know I was unwelcome here… he said with a smile…
No no …. Do come in… she offered moving aside
Wow you have a beautiful house… what else can you expect from a construction giant’s house right?? He said looking around…
Hmmm Dev why are you here…. Seriously… all is well right??? She asked nervously…
Yaar Geet all is good… I’m leaving India for good… so thought to say bye to you…atleast this time…. Saying he kissed her forehead…as he held her by her shoulder….
So you are at my home too…. Came a sarcastic voice from behind them…. Geet froze as she knew to whom it belonged…
Ah… Mr. Kurrana… nice to meet you…. Saying Dev moved towards Maan…
Hope I could say the same things retorted Maan giving the glares to Geet
Huh??? Oh you have a good sense of humor… laughed Dev still confused abt what is going on…
Ok now I got to go… saying Dev left not before patting Geet’s head with a smile… maan’s anger flared with this site
How dare you…. Yelled Maan as he heard the door close behind him…
It’s not like what you think… squeaked Geet…as she shrank in fear…
Slap… she felt pain on her left cheek…. As he slapped her coming forward
Don’t you dare open your mouth…you characterless woman… he growled pushing her on the couch… he unbuttoned his belt…and took it in his hand…
Pls Maan suniye tho… Whack… came the belt marking its way on Geet’s waist… she crouched holding her knees with unbearable pain…
How dare you make my house impure…. He yelled with another hit which fell on her back, making an ugly red mark
How dare you disgrace my family name with you activities… whack another one
How many days have all this being going on behind me…? You filth…. You have disgraced our marriage… my name… whack came another one…
I was satisfying you… then why did you have to invite him… whack one more…he lifted her by her hair, and bought her close to his face….if you want more you could have told me… you are an unsatisfying s**t….. saying he pushed her on the floor I hate myself for touching such a filth like you… spitting out he left
Geet’s flesh burned with every lash… but this pain was nothing compared to the pain his words bought to her already broken heart….
Maan was furious… his rage had taken over his mind he had wanted to give her pain…so much pain that she shd never do such a thing again… maan threw his belt and stormed to his study…
Why the hell shd I bear with this s**t … he thought… I could have anyone… why her…. let her go to her boyfriend if she needs him so much… cheap… filthy w***e… he cursed her… he took his phone and called his lawyer and made arrangements for their divorce…
Geet took her broken body to the room… she cleaned her self…. The water burned the bruises when it touched it… her eyes shed uncontrollable tears of her broken heart….moving out she led herself to the bed… sleep had almost took over her when she felt being pulled out of the bed harshly… she saw her husband pull her already paining body out of the bed and the room… flinging her out… he said… stay away from me and my things… I so hate second hand goods… got it…
Geet watched the door being shut on her face… she slowly moved her body to the guest room…. There she stayed for the next 2 days…
Geet… she heard maan yell for her…
She came out to the dining area where she saw maan handing her some papers…
Sign them…I want it now itself….he said
She opened it and was shocked to see divorce papers… but surprisingly… her tears never came… she slowly picked the pen and signed it…
Maan had decided to give her a lakh alimony for every month… he tore out the cheque and gave it to her…. He saw her taking the cheque and leaving the house silently…

It has been more than 2 years since that day… Maan had not seen or heard abt Geet…. He had come to know she never reached her house… he had assumed that she had left with Dev as Dev was also not in India… he had missed her lot but refused to accept it.. He had gone on multiple dates…. Slept with a lot of women but nothing worked… he had not had a decent nights sleep from the day she had left with those broken eyes…. Those eyes which haunt him where ever he went… he had gotten worried… the cheque was never encased…. … no one knew abt her…
Savitri Devi Kurrana was very sad… her grand son had gone from bad to worse… after Geet’s departure Maan had submerged into work and other shameful activities… the days he dint have late work were the days he came back or to say was brought back by someone, drunk… she was ashamed and most of all very sorry for his state.. She still dint know why Geet left… Maan never told anyone… but she knew some thing was wrong awfully wrong..
Some where in Mumbai…..
Bittu… where is Madhur… I had asked her for my clothes long time ago… yelled a frustrated voice…
Sir… she had got it long back… here take it… saying he handed over few neatly packed clothes…
Hmmm… where is she… he asked softly
Wo tho in music room… mumbled Bittu… when he saw his boss move towards the said room with the clothes… Pir se… murmured Bittu….
Jaan why…. He stopped when a beautiful sound of violin reached his ears… oh how he loved it… he smiled hearing it… but hated the sorrow in it… it broke his heart when ever he listen to it… the music stopped and he opened his eyes to see the questioning gaze of his Madhur
Jaan… I thought you’d select the dress… not just leave them for me… He complained…. The said Madhur girl picked the dresses from his hand, giving one to him and left the room…. The man smiled… he moved to his changing van closing his door… he undressed to get into his new clothes… his mind flew to the time he had met her….
It was almost 2 years before…. He was in a shooting in Mangalore…. After a tiresome day he had decided to take few photos as photography was his passion… he had disguised himself not wanting unwanted attention, took his camera and had gone exploring… after few hours he had spotted a beautiful church and had stopped in a near by lawn when he had heard it… the melodious music.. he had followed the sound and had seen her… he had seen her play the violin with passion… closing her eyes… it was as though the music spoke to him, pulled the strings of his lonely heart….he was so submerged in these thought when he found himself alone standing in the dark …he found the girl missing… he had looked here and there but dint find her…. Deciding to come back, he left for the day
The next day went on like this… he came back to the church and again came across the same girl, playing the violin… this had been so for the entire week… he couldn’t stop himself from going there…there was an unknown pull towards the place… he dint know weather it was the girl or her music.. But still he went there….. Today he was restless as they were packing up tomorrow morning… he dint want to leave the girl… he quickly left for the church as he had decided to talk to her… he waited by she never came… not wanting to give up he had entered the church when he heard scared voices… he went closer when he heard a lady’s voice telling someone to file a complaint as some one was kidnapped… praying not to be her… he went and asked the nun..
Mother what is the matter… may be I can help??? He offered
My child… who are you??? Questioned Mother… he removed his disguise and the guard identified him and told his name aloud..,
Oh my child you can defo help us… a girl from our orphanage has been kidnapped… she said in a very worried voice..
Who mother… pls elaborate… at that time another nun brought a group photo taken recently showing him the girl…. He was shocked to find his girl there…
Son Breganza was always behind her….he had sent men after her once and she had escape and she had refused to go out from that day… today after the children left… she just disappeared… we are worried… cried Mother…
Pls don’t worry mother…I’ll get her…
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May god bless you…. She said and he ran out of the church calling bittu to get the cops on this case… those 2 hours were hell for him… the cops had spread all over… he had also heard of some flesh trade going on as girls were taken by boats from the beaches to the ships and were shipped off elsewhere… he was worried… he had personally gone down there… his presence had brought in lot of media coverage hence the government had been pushed to give results… at last after 2 hours they had caught the people who had held her… she was taken to the church and he had escorted her safely to the mother of the church…
Thank you my child blessed the mother holding the girl closely… but I need one more favor… she asked… the mother was wise as her age… she knew the men would be back and the girl was not safe here anymore… she had also seen truth in the eyes of the young lad near her….
Son, pls take her with you… she is not safe here… she requested…. He was shocked and happy…. He had wanted to take her with him after her permission of course but never did he expect this… he looked at the girl if she had to say anything but found an emotionless face… her eyes were devoid any feeling… for a min he was scared… never had he looked upon such a broken face… but still he wanted her the pull he felt for her he had never felt for anyone… he had accepted the request and had arranged for her travel with him… he had found her come with him without any objection… though finding it a bit weird he had shrugged it off…

Are you ready… came a melodious voice which he recognized as his Madhur’s…
Coming he said to his wife as he came out of his flash back… opening the door he got out to leave for his shot with his beloved wife Madhur.. R.K’s Madhur…

Precap: R.K and Madhur… Maan found Geet but lost her….maybe forever…

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