Geet couldn’t understand the happening. What actually she found and everything changed? Her world around, it changed! Like happens in fairy tales, with a touch of him, everything, even her body turned into gold. Shinning, excessive and saturated. She found a new life, her numb body encompassed in someone else’s arms. She felt unconscious, nothing was visible, but she didn’t realize that her own eyes were shut lost in utopia. She felt her heartbeats turned double but didn’t realize it was beats of someone else’s heart which was trembling with the same pace of hers. She felt merriment not knowing it was her lips which were widen, smiling without a reason. She found a complete heaven laid within her arms but not recognizing, she was holding her stranger, her love, her Maan. She drew closer to him. She had got bewildered, completely.
Whereas Maan, his condition was indescribable. His dreams was completed, had turned into reality. A beautiful reality which he wished to be paused at the spot, not even wanted it to turn back into dreams. He didn’t want to open his eyes. He wanted to sleep into her soft, scented arms. Wanted to be lost within her shivering body. Wanted to feel touch of her skipping heartbeats. He wanted to enjoy this hushed atmosphere. Where silence was speaking.
Geet stirred, lifted her face up, realizing what was she doing? She tried to consider her activity a sin but amazingly, it seemed the most holy thing. She felt as if she belonged to this spot. She felt it was God’s command, not to leave this place, not for lifetime. Place near him, enclosed by his arms. She was unable to understand this theory. But this time, the most difficult thing she found to face him! How would she meet eyes to him? She was scared.
Understanding the dim movement of her body, Maan moved a little and looked at her innocent eyes, completely losing his h over her. Once again.
You do not know me, I do not know you
Yet somehow I feel as if I have found my soul mate
These surroundings and this night are quiet
Those words on our lips are quiet
The silence has begun to tell a story
Our glances have become the language of our hearts
(Translated version of a Hindi song)
“Aap kya dekh rahe ho?”
His chain of thoughts broke with hearing her question. “What should I reply?” Maan thought. “What I’m looking at? There is nothing left to find in you Geet, I have found everything, every answer of my questions, every solution of my problems, every solace of my heart, which had been bothering me, I found looking at your this innocent eyes” He thought.
“Boliye na Maan, what are you looking?”
“To your face” He spoke softly.
“Why?” Her eyes narrowed, failed in reading language of his eyes.
Maan smiled. He softly cupped her face, “Because you are, so beautiful Geet” He brought lips near her forehead to kiss her, but Geet shied. Hearing the praise again. She hurried up and runs away. Blushing and giggling, biting Dupatta between teeth but suddenly, heard the noise again. She stopped clutching heart in fear. Noise started coming closer and her legs started pulling her back slowly and she hit to Maan. Geet wheezed and turned around and hide face between her palms and engulfed into him, near to his heart.
Suddenly she felt a forceful jerk on her Dupatta. Felt as if someone was trying to tug her down. She got scared more thinking her stalker has caught her “Please tell him to leave me Maan” She pleaded. She slipped nearer to Maan but didn’t find his touch there anymore. Startling in fright she lifted face up to find him and found him standing at little distance. Maan was smiling and chuckling and his activity made her confused. When Maan understood her confusion he crossed arms across chest and hinted her to look back.
Geet turned around where Maan wanted her to look at and surprisingly she found, A little lamb!
“Had he been following me?” She asked shocked, still not getting, was she really becoming sacred of a little lamb? She looked at Maan with questioning eyes and he nodded, chuckling. She made face in embarrassment. She looked at Maan and found him still struggling to control his laughter, she started fiddling her Dupatta in shame. She coughed and tried to clear the clouds,
“Um, how would I know it was him? He was hiding in bushes otherwise, I don’t fear of anything” Geet tried to convince him about her boldness, but his constant, intense gaze used to make her nervous every time and she finds herself getting showered in sweats. She turned around, finding herself unable to bear his blazing gaze anymore, “I have to go” She said finally.
Maan had been attentively watching her movements and was enjoying her nervousness all the time. He smiled when she turned around. He lifted the lamb in arms and came near Geet and whispered in her ear, “Say sorry to her. You know.. You scared my Geet” He said as if talking to lamb. His voice, his breathe made Geet feel ticklish in stomach.
She looked him sideways. “My Geet”.. She loved his expressive familiarity. She turned around now facing him. His deep brown eyes were yet staring her, steadily. Geet felt as if she would turn into liquid. She felt as if her legs would fade away. She felt she would fell down in his feet. But before anything could’ve happened, she snatched lamb from his hand and runs away, before Maan could realize she had actually escaped.
“O Geet…” He shouted to stop her but when found her shyly running away, he stopped calling. He just smiled. Today even he didn’t find need to request her for coming tomorrow because he knew, she will definitely come, herself.
Next morning Rano heard an animal sound in her home. It was weird. She followed the sound and stopped near Geet room and found a pure black lamb was yawning, sitting near her bed.
“Geet what’s this?” Rano shouted.
Geet who had just got a sleep after spending a sleepless night before, startled up. She looked around and found mother looking at poor lamb turning eyes bigger. Geet gulped saliva down.
“Where did you find this Geet?” Rano shouted again and it was sure, she wanted an instant answer. Geet was scared. She stood up throwing blanket off. She started thinking for an answer fiddling her Dupatta.
“Did you have forgotten closing the back-door last night?” Rano asked observing that the door used to open toward pond was left opened. She asked. Geet nodded nervously. She looked down in shame for hiding the truth. “I’m sorry Maa”
“You should have taken care of it Geet. Anything else could’ve come instead of this animal” Then Rano patted her cheek. She mouthed a kiss dearly “it’s okay Beta, now don’t start crying” Rano chuckled. She then held lamb ear and started pulling him out of room.
“Where are you taking it away Maa?” Geet asked hurrying behind mother. Rano said of course, to leave it out. Geet didn’t like this idea. Strangely she felt a familiarity with this little creature, as if it was hers’, a thing touched by her friend, by Maan and she should not make it away from her. She requested Rano to keep it in home.
“What are you saying Beta how can we keep it in home?”
“But why we can’t?”
“Geet, you know Beta whatever we have is already not enough for us. What will we feed him?”
“Please Maa” Geet pleaded.
“No Geet. Now don’t start argue with me” Rano started dragging lamb more forcefully.
“Maa please” Geet rushed and stopped Rano’s way, “I promise, I.. I will do anything you will tell. I swear I will do every households you will tell me to do Maa.. and.. and even.. I will share my food with him but please let me keep him in home.. please” She almost begged. Rano was extremely surprised looking at why Geet was so adamant to keep this animal at home. She couldn’t understand her behaviour but then thought, perhaps, this little one had become her new friend, she agreed at last. At least this much she could do for her daughter.
There was no limit of happiness for Geet when she lifted the little one in arms. She kissed him and swirled in joy. Rano shook head looking at Geet, at her childish behaviour. She laughed and vanished into kitchen.