Jo bheji thi duaa (Maaneet OS)

Jo bheji thi dua

From Movie Shanghai

Kise puchhoo hai aisa q

Bezubaa ssa yeh jaha hai

She was walking on the wet sand near the sea, it has been a four month like this, who was she, what was she doing there, why she was there, So many Questions but no answers, not an answer of single question, except one thing, The chain in her beautiful neck and craved beautifully on It, Maan ki duaa, she touched her 8 months raised baby bump…

Khushi ke pal kaha dhundoo

Be nishaa saa waqt bhi yaha hai

He was sitting in the garden, actually lying on the grass, doing “her” favorite work, watching the stars in the night, with the moon shining with its all power,

She was in his embrace, resting her head on his toned solid chest umm actually near his heart, Maan akela chaand hi q chamakta hai, taarey bhi toh hai na??? she questioned , again her one more question without head and toe, still he loved it ….

Jaan q ke chaand sab se alag hai, sab se anokha bilkul tumhaari tarah, he said calmly nuzzling his nose in her familiar aroma of her hair, Hmm no matter how old their relation get, The magic of their love seems always ready to fulfill their world of romance…

Esshhh…., she exclaimed, it was her unique style whenever she wanted to deny anything in front of him she used to say Esshhh …

Ab kyaa geet, he asked trying to embrace her more, if it could possible, only to find she smiling mischievously, he knotted his eyebrows raising it one in assertive way….

Wo maan me ne kahi parha tha never say moon to your spouse , she sat excitedly, maan too sat beside him now nuzzling his nose in her hair, smelling her exotic aroma,  and took her in his secured arm, her back was resting on his chest, actually her whole body was plastered on him, she was in cozy and favorite place …..

 and why is that so??? he asked confusingly.

Okhh let me tell you first that don’t be angry on me after listening it…

Maan rolled his eyes on her antic,  she was always like this, childish yet mature, …

Umm say, but don’t give me that lame reason like chaand pe bhi daagh hota hai and all… 

Because bohot saarey logh hai jo chaand par chad chuke and one was dog in it… she said naughtily and tried to escape only gt strong hold of his hands on her waist in return…

He smiled and trying to engulf her in his arms, and the cruel reality him so hard, she disappeared in thin air, he gt up in jerk, and she was standing far away from him asking him to come and took her in his secure arm…

He seen her leaving him… the cloud which was playing hide and seek with moon was on the earth now… she was smiling and moving backward, he took one step ahead , she took two step behind… he raised his hand to snatch her from this nasty world and she disappeared……

He knelled on his knees and broke down

Geeeeeetttttttt…

He screamed in most horrifying voice possible…  

Jaane kitney labon pe gile hai

Beta sochney ki koshish karo, kucch toh yaad aayegha… who is Maan??? the older women who gave her shelter asked again with a tinge of hope, Since last four month she was asking her same question, the day they found her, and geet being same answer-less like before, moved out from the house , and sit outside the door, near the garden area, watching all the innocent flowers of the gods garden playing in the beautiful garden of the men…

Who is Maan ????

 who was he???

What was my relation with him?????

was he my husband?????

was he the father of my baby?????? She was again caught in the same den of horrendous question whose answer was invisible to her mind and eyes too…

But still somewhere , deep deep deep  in her heart, she knew that Maan is none other than her life… her own life… who is in misery…

Mujhe Maan ko dhundhana hogha… kaise bhi kahi bhi…

I can’t live without my life… I can’t live without my Jaan…

 

Zindaghi se kayi faasle hai

He headed towards the dining area, when he saw devansh his nephew playing with his father dev, their cute spoon fighting,

Bade papa aap…

he stopped in mid and scared a bit, he dipped his head and started eating sacredly… he was really much terrified of Maan nowadays, Maan’s heart was cried with this, seems the beautiful flower, an innocent glee of this house was also wants to be away, How much Geet will hate me for this, she always pampered devansh like her own child, How much she will hate me …

No No my geet wnt hate me… his trance broke with his continuous ring…  What the Hell… say… he said in sheer annoyance…

What’s the status…

We can’t find her, the detective said with the a bit scared tone,…

How the hell you can’t… Huhhh…

His words caught in throat when he saw the terrifying expression on Devansh face, he was always scared of his anger and nowadays with the missing of geet it was getting worse day by day…

I call you later with that he disconnected the call…

He got up from his seat and sat on the floor infront of devansh, He was looking him with scared innocent eyes…

He was always poor with words, never gt courage to express his emotions infront of his love ones, It was only Geet in front of whom, he could talk flawlessly, but after her, he became same numb, ruthless Maan Singh Khurana… he looked into his eyes which were now scared,

he smiled, a fake smiled that was for this fake world, his geet was only one who was pure, innocent, serene, divine, who belongs to the world of fairy lands, who didn’t belong to this indifferent world, she was the one who know the magic to make Maan singh khurana smile, smile that too full heartedly… He kissed Devansh’s Forehead and walked away from that empty, haunting house, No just a den , a haunted house, well without his geet nothing seems worthless, neither his huge empire, nor his Beautiful decorated home…

 Bas jitey hai sapne q aankho me

It was their 1^st wedding anniversary, Maan was all set to give her an amazing surprise, but the gift which she gifted him was so precious and amazingly priceless for him… they both were getting ready for the party, when she tapped his shoulder,

Suniye…

Hmmm

Suniye…

Hmmm jaan…

Suniye na …

Hmmm mishty bolo, I m all here only

She didn’t said anything, he turned only to find out the beautiful gift of this universe, he could ever ask …

Well the Maan singh khurana, richest man of the town, why he would ask for any gift at first place from anyone, but still she was her mishty, not anyone, how could he not asked… he had, have, and will all right on her, so that she …

She was standing with their wedding picture and it was edited picture of maaneet, where both were in the picture with a small baby, geet standing there with dipped head and blushing furiously, her crimson red cheeks were saying it all…

He got up in jerk and pulled her with force, but then stopped in the mid, sat on the floor and kissed on her still flat stomach, he looked at her with teary eyes, and she smiled slyly he kissed on her stomach umpteenth time, and she was all feeling tickle with his touch, he got up and kissed her forehead…

After enjoying their sweet moments they headed towards the venue…

Seems life was never perfect than this… The love, the craziness for their love, the new bundle of joy in their life…

Maan used to talk hours and hours with his baby inside her flat stomach he named her Dua…

Maan aapko kaise pata yeh ladki…

Bilkul waise hi geet  jaise me jaanta hu ke duniya me suraj maghrib se nikal sakta hai lekin meri geet ka pyaar har din mere liye suraj ki chamak, usski roshni se zyada hogha… usske pyaar me ek zarrah barabar bhi kami nahi aa sakti, he said and gave the soft peck on her lips , which soon turned into passionate one, and within next moment geet was moaning his name with heavy breathing… 

Lakiren jab lakiren jab chhutey in hatho se yun be waja

It was just an another day when geet was really silent and upset,

Geet chalo aaj hum dargaah par chaltey hai, as Maan was not at all religious types, but just he wanted to geet to come out from her mood swings, he planned to pay the visit to Nizaamudin auliyaa… he wanted to cheer up her, least he know that destiny was setting up the scene for the most horrible incident of their life…

Both were in the car, geet was resting her head on his shoulder and maan being a geet maniac enjoying her closeness…

Maan …

Hmm jaan bolo… 

Hum dargaah par q jaa rahe hai… she was dressed in crme and purple color suit, she was looking gorgeous as usual without make up in her natural beauty… her dupatta fall on the gear she tried to hold it but maan  was quick enough in naughtiness… …

Taake humaari dua ki har dua poori ho… he said in smiling voice, nowadays it seems his each and every cell wanted to dance in a joy, his duaa is going to fulfill, his dua was on the way coming for him, from so long…

Their car stopped in a jerk on the bridge and the destiny started with its cruel game…

Maan was checking the engine, when something he felt on his neck… he turned to see and his heart skipped several beats in fear; some goons were standing there with mask covered their faces… It’s not like he scared because of them, if it just an another day, he would had definitely beat them black and blue, but this time geet was with him, and he knew that his deewani can go to any extent to save his life, and not only geet but his little dua…

And she really did what he feared of, she put down her life in danger for him, he could save her, definitely would save her, if she didn’t gave him her qasam, if she didn’t asked him to do whatever they asked , and the next moment when he found himself was laying on the highway unconscious, the last thing he remember, that something very hard hit his head, and all black out appeared and he fall down but he heard the scream of his mishty, asking him to get up, asking him to save her, alas, he failed … He failed to save his own jaan,, his own wife, his own life…

Jo bhaiji thi duaa

Who jaa ke aasmaa

se yooun takraa gayi

kea aa gayi hai laut ke sada

they found her in the forest, she was unconscious, the older lady, whom all people call Amma , saved her, she was very nice with her, they learned may be she was with her husband going somewhere, they found her with sindoor in her maang, that’s the time they realized she is married, they found a thin chain in her neck with the pendant craved in it Maan ki duaa, those peoples were really kind to her,

 

Jo bhaiji thi duaa

Who jaa ke aasmaa

se yooun takraa gayi

ke aa gayi hai laut ke sada

Geet Im again feeling the same suffocation, Im again feeling the same fear, Come back jaan, Come back mishty, I can’t live without you, I will Die…
I will surely die, It’s like somebody stabbing my heart with knife , with an open bare, sharp knife, without you these oxygen working like venom, this air is like tied around my neck, its forcing and getting tighter with each second…

Come back jaan, Tell me what should I do to get back you, you are not alone jaan, Our Dua, My dua is with you take care of her, Mishty I will find you soon, I will get you back… he said smilingly to her picture which was nicely framed in his wallet, it seems last four months… 

Every day, every single damn day, he talked with her picture like this, put brave face infront of the whole world ,but breaking down with each fraction he was breaking down, with each moments

Damn , where are you geet, where the heck are you, You know naa I cant live without you, you know na how much I love you, You know na how much I felt suffocating when you are not around… 

        saanso ne kaha rukh mod liya koi raah nazar me na aaye

dhadkan ne kaha rukh mod liya

kaha chhode in jismo ne saaye

 

No matter what, if she forgot everything, each and every moment in her heart with him saved just like it was of , romantic, passionate, light family moment, each and every thing was craved on her heart, but the faces were not clear, she always use too see dream, a man standing beside her with a chain in his hand, that was the same chain…

She woke up in jerk and she was sweating, something something she saw different today, what…

What what was that…

And it started, she was in labor pain, screaming horribly but what she screamed first was

Maan…

 

yahi baar baar sochta hu tanhaa me yahaa

mere saath saath chal raha hai yaado ka dhuwaa

he was practicing tai chi cruelly, his each and every veins were aching in pain, but the pain which was in his heart was much more intense than the pain he was bearing physically…

He was feeling very much restless today, seems his heart & mind was not in his control… well when it comes to geet nothing seems in control… neither he, nor the atmosphere around him…

Just like geet is just a soft breeze and maan wanted nothing but to dashed in this fresh breeze, he continued with more force, breaking wood logs and Ice bars, his body gave up, but his mind was working, his will was working ruthlessly, that was the moment of dismay for him when he broke 3 wooden logs following another set of Ice bars, but with that another moment he felt relax, not only relax but some tinge of happiness too in it… he saw his ring “gifted” by her was lying on the floor, he grabbed it in one go… and kissed it… Inside  the ring wall craved with diamonds…

Geet ka maan…

Maan me ne aap ke liyeh kucch liyah hai… she came from behind and tell him, when she was applying “her favorite” cologne…

Geet laya toh me bhi hu… he tuned and smiled to her and grabbed her from waist…

Accha toh pehle aap bataiye

Yeh dekho this is for My dua… he said teasingly, it wasthe think golden chain with a goden pendant, craving on it with Diamonds… Maan ki dua…

Okhh, if it is for your dua, then this is for my maan, My jaan, seems she was in good mood that’s why she ignored his mischief to calling their child only his… Maan started unlocking the chain and  trying to increase the value of mere metal by tying it in his jaaan’s beautiful milky neck, lekin maan aap myjhe yeh q pehnaa rahe ho yeh toh dua ke liyeh hai na…

Geet dua ko hi pehnaa rahaha hoo…

TUm meri dua ho geet, mere bhagwaan ne jise poora kiya…aur maan ki har duaa geet se hi poori ho sakti hai, dua hi q maan ka har sukh, har dukh, har khushi, har gham, har din har raat, har subah har sham har saans, har aansu, har muskaan, sirf geet se hi haiii, sirf geet se hai…  

Jo bhaiji thi duaa

Who jaa ke aasmaa

se yooun takraa gayi

kea aa gayi hai laut ke sada

Beta kyaa naam rakhna hai iska, amma asked, kissing baby’s nose, 

Huhhh jisey khud kaa naam yad nahi who kisi aur ka naam kyaa rakheghi, pata nahi yeh Jayaz bhi hai yaa kisi ka…

Nisha’ Amma’s daughter said but cut off by Geet when she snapped in mid…

Geet, Geet maan singh khurana hai mera naam… Maan ki geet, maan ki mishty… Khurana Empire ki 51% ki co- owner, Maan singh khurana ki legal , jayaz patni, I think that much is enough for you Nisha…

All were shocked at first place then presently surprised when they realized she finally gained her memory back,

And she gained it that night only, the thing which she saw in the night was maans clear face asking her to come back, yelling her name, screaming in pain, seems he was in so much pain, and definitely he was in…

Amma hugged her happily, finally ussey yaad toh aaya, she was damn sure Maan would be really worried for them,

Jo bhaiji thi duaa

Who jaa ke aasmaa

se yooun takraa gayi

ke aa gayi hai laut ke sada

Its been a year, he was sitting restlessly in the main hall, he tried everything each and every damn thing but it was of no use, every one was gave up, even her family wanted to complete her final rituals only to gained the same ruthless maan, cruell ready to destroy each and every thing, he was thinking what all incidents happened in his life in this spam of one year, a tear escaped, a tear of pain, a tear longingness, a tear of craving, a tear of fear, a tear of missing someone, a tear of helplessness, a tear of wanting someone in your arms right there and then and then again receiving same emptiness,   when something caught his eyes, a small baby gal, who was approximate 8 months old was sitting with so many soft toys around her, she was looking an angel, he was in trance he went near the baby and sit on his knees, why he relating the baby with her dua, yes his dua already entered into this world, he caressed her cheeks, aww it was so soft like a cotton ball, a tear escaped from his eyes, his baby agar who yaha hoti she would be like her only, when something caught his eyes,

bhaiji thi duaa

the same chain, Maan ki dua, her happiness seems no bound with he kissed the baby so many time and hugged her dearly… he took her in his arms and ran towards the main door, his life, his jaan must waiting there for their love to fulfill,

bhaiji thi duaa

she may be sitting from so many hours, he ran towards the door, there she was standing there in hope that her  maan will come to her, that her maan will again kiss her with the same passion, with same desire, she was dying to be in his arms again and he didn’t wait to breath he just took her in his tight embrace,

bhaiji thi duaa

No Question, where she was how she is nothing, they were together and that was all matters to them, Why love is always like that, we don’t need  explanation whom I love, we don’t need even a word to understand what our love is expect from us,

 bhaiji thi duaa

Couldn’t you come to search me…

She hit his toned chest with her tiny fist, Maan was still in moment, Baby and Geet is in his arm, what more he could ask …

He hugged her more dearly, she is still same crying baby, all set to crib with pouting lips and wrinkled forehead, and she again gt lost in their World , Yes their World Maaneets World, which was now completed with their Duaaa…

As God send their Dua to fulfill all their Dua (Wishes)

bhaiji thi duaa