Geet was completely helpless now. She wanted to break all the items in the room. Maan’s shirt was piercing like a needle on her body. She wanted to cry but her tears were coming out in the form of anger. She ran to the window. She wanted to jump.
“If I die then there will be no sorrow. But even if I survived, I could not run away” She knew that all those men would meet her in the forest again.
” Will you leave the person who did this to you Geet?” she handled herself once again. She wiped her wet face. “No Geet, you cannot forgive Maan so easily”. I will not die like this” she left the idea to jump and came back to the bed. She was very tired. She remembered food and water in the cupboard. She went and took some out and ate. She felt light.
Geet decided to wait for the right time. She knew Uncle must be looking for her like crazy. The police of the entire city will be looking for her. After all, she was the only niece of such a big businessman of the country. His uncle Pratap Singh was among the well-known people of the country whom all respected. His business was spread in India and abroad.
“”Only a little wait Geet. Then they will find me.” She closed the window. The scene outside was haunting her a lot. Geet now just had to wait for the right time. It was too late in the night but there was no sleep in her eyes. When she got a little sleep in the morning, there was a knock at the door. She sat up in a hurry. She thought about her condition. She tried to cover her body in a small shirt.
She wonders why Maan, who had entered last night in the room without her knowing, is knocking at the door today? While he himself had closed the door from outside.
“Geet I am opening the door” Maan gave a voice from outside. She hid behind the door quickly. Maan opened the door and threw a packet inside. “”It has some clothes for you” he said. “Wear it and go from here. You are free from today.”
Geet could not understand anything. But before she could speak or ask anything, Maan left.She quickly closed the door. Then picked up the packet lying on the ground. There were some clothes tied for her in a newspaper. “From today you are free” This line was still echoing in her ears. She dressed first.
The clothes were of her size. She opened the door and checked that she was not locked from outside again, but no, it was still open. Why did Maan do this? When he had to set me free
then why did he take my clothes last night? All the things were complicated. She was badly immersed in these thoughts when Suddenly, her eye fell on the headline in the newspaper thrown on the ground.
“Geet, the only niece of Pratap Singh, a well-known businessman of the country, was killed after kidnapping.”