A drop colourless, transparent and emotionless water which has no life or viability. It falls when one cant control on his own emotions, cant manage to conceal his own heart -feel, which should be amok by
himself but could not even obscure. Its an amazing creation of life. It came out from eyes, slips on your own skin making you teeming and sudder yet your beloved one, can see measures of your heart , thorugh this sheer thing. This is an wonderful see-through gift to show your inward affections. Where a word could not move or work , this small round transparent drop can do magic and boud anyone, in a spell of devotion .
The Maan Singh Khurana, a man for whom this little, liquid crystal thing did not keep any place in life. He had learnt to hide this symbol of fervour, effortlessly and had been accustomed to control his inner fonds. He knew himself till now,had lack of any emotion which could expose him see-through. But today, he knew he was possessing this piece of life. He had too, this shining jewel, which his eyes could pour flawlessly. He was standing on door, seeing a pale, laying figure on bed. Her eyes were closed, she was not moving or doing anything which could show him she was fine, yet he conceived , she was alright. He came near her, sat beside, started her fondly. Her breath was slow, without noise. His eyes was shading drops, without any hesitation. He was being vulnerable, wanted her to see him, in this state. He wanted her to know, how restless he had been living in this last few hours, away from her. He held her hand, caressed her palm, eagerly wanted her to responce, stir, awake but she, did not. She was somewhere far from him. He lifted her hand, kissed palm, kept on his cheek to absorb her warmth. Her being lifeless was killing him. It was unbearable, it was hurting.
“Geet!” he said. Careesed her face, removed single starnds from forehead. His touch was sending a flow in her veins. Her heart started to pace in rejoice but was not able to show outward. His wait was being impatient with every span of time. His tears was soaking her hand. “Geet please come soon” his plead was transmitted in her heart. She wanted to return, she wanted to awake, open her eyes and she did. She stired, opened her eyes, blinked slowly, moved pupils to see where she was. Her eyes rested on Maan, sitting near her, smilig in tears. Her heart chocked, pained. She lifted her pale arm to reach his face, to wipe his tears but he stopped. Amazingly, he was cherishing this salty drops. It was a show of his heart , to her. She smiled knowing it was his happy tears. She held his hand in her, tightened , not wanted to leave for a moment as her past, was rewinding in her mind. He pressed her hand assuring she is safe . Nothing can hurt her now if he was here, for her.
She stared around. Pouted “I want to go home back” said, looking dull and white hospital room. He nodded, kissed her hand followed by top of her head and went out to talk to doctor for her discharge. In next two hours she was in Mansion, in her room, on her bed, cuddling inside warm duvet same like Maan had wished. She was feeling sleepy and slept, feeling pats and fondles of his touch in her hair.
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In evening, Nakul came to Geet with juice. She looked for Maan but didnt find in Mansion. Nakul said he had gone office for meeting. She nodded, had juice and medicines. She talked to nakul for sometime, watched T.V. But then started getting bore. She wanted to see Maan, talk him and also wanted to ask about Naina. Many questions were wandering in her mind that why Naina did this. She had forgiven her, accepted her as friend then why she cheated like this. She was lost in thought when nakul informed some friend had come from Orphanage to see her.
She enjoyed her time with them. They infromed Geet about assignment which Geet , had forgotten completely. She started getting worried now as it had very less days left for preparations. She knew Maan will not let her go school but she had too. She had to now convince him which was next to impossible, she knew.
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“Maan please let me go tommorow ” She made baby faces, sitting on bed, resting on bed-rest.
“Didn’t you hear Geet, no means no!!! you are not going to move from bed for one week” he spoke turning his file pages, sitting on chair near her.
“What !! one week? Per Maan mera assignment ”
“Geet, you dont need to do worry. I’ll manage everything okay”
“Nahi, mujhe jaana hai” she pouted, pleaded but all went in vain.
“You are not going anywhere and that’s final!! samjhi tum!!!” he got irritated, turned to her, closing his file. “And you dont have to worry for that. You are not going to be fail”
“You’re not understanding Maan, how would I be able to get at least pass marks when wont even complete my aassignment ha”
“Who said you wont get good marks”
“But how”
“Umm!! you are going to get a week special training in KC and also, would complete your assignmnt there only, and I’ll help you. Ab toh thik hai na ” he smriked. She nodded, knowing had no choice. “But Maan, this will be unfair na, with others. I mean i dont want to take special privilege for getting better marks”.
“You won’t because your entire class will accompany you there. Um, just think it as a group study” he smiled knowing she would definitely like this idea. She really loved it. She was falling for him all over again, loving his each n every care, respond lovingly. She nodded, accepted what he said. Nakul came to call them for dinner and after food, Maan make her tuck on bed, gave a peak on her head and left. He reached till door when heard “I love you Maan” in her sweet and soft voice. His heart danced in joy, smiled and left, closing door behind. She giggled and slept stepping her way in dream of his
