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Aaiynaa Part 9

Maan was gob smacked… He tried very hard but he was unable to join the dots… Obviously the girl wasn’t married… And above all this was not America, it was India and such situations were very uncommon in here… And from what all he had gathered in the previous two meetings with that girl, she didn’t seem that type at all…

“Sir… Sir???”

Maan returned back from his thoughts realizing that the detective was still on the call…

“Umm…. Uhh… Yeah…”

“Sir… Ek aur baat hai… Like you said, she is a college going student…”

Hell… Yeh toh main ne realize hi nahi kiya… Then how the hell is she managing a kid?? Maybe her parents or her boyfriend???” Maan thought, feeling a tad bit uneasy about the boyfriend bit…

“… So we checked up in her college records and they have absolutely no record about her parents or any type of a family background…”

“WHATT??? But how is it possible??? I mean anything about her boyfriend or the father of the baby???”

“No sir… From whatever we found out about this girl… She has a very clean character… No boyfriends… In fact there are no guys in her life except her own son… and apparently unki zindagi mein kabhi koi ladka kabhi tha bhi nahi…”

“Kya bakwaas investigation ki hai tum ne… She has a baby aur tum keh rahe ho ki there is no guy in her life???”

“Jee sir… Humne Samrat ke hospital records bhi check kiye thhe ki kuchh clue mil sake…”

“Finally…. Something intelligent on your part… So kya pata chala??”

“Hospital records ke mutabik, Mother’s name is Miss. Geet and Father’s Name…”

“Miss??? Aur koi surname bhi nahi hai… Matlab am obviously correct about her marital status… Hmm So who is the Father??”

“Father’s name also says Miss. Geet…”

“Why am I not surprised… Mujhe laga tha aisa hi kuchh hoga… Anyway any other information???”

“No sir…”

“Okay… Last thing… Mujhe yeh batao ki uss bachche… Samrat ko hua kya hai??? Wo hospital mein kyun hai?? And most importantly what’s his age????”

“Samrat do saal ka hone walaa hai aur ko Acute lymphoblastic leukemia hai…”

“What?? Matlab Cancer???”

Maan had done a little research work for his cousin who was doing medical, so he had a vague idea about the medical terms….

“Jee sir…”

“Theek hai… call me if you get more information… specially all information related to Samrat’s birth…”

As Maan disconnected the call, he felt a strange kind of heaviness in his heart… his heart went out to that baby… And above all Geet… he could understand the pain any parent could feel seeing their baby, their flesh and bone, suffering and struggling for life in front of their eyes…

“Pata nahi uss ladki ki zindagi mein already kitni mushkilein hain… Aur main uski takleefein aur badha raha tha…. Parr abb nahi… Kya naam tha uss hospital ka?? Haan yaad aaya…City Hospita… Let me pay a visit to this Samrat… Pata nahi kyon sirf uska naam sunn kar hi mujhe kuchh ajeeb sa feel ho raha hai… jaise ki woh mujhe apni taraf kheench raha ho…”

Maan reversed his car and started his journey towards the hospital having some weird feelings, lest did he know that this one meeting with that kid will change the whole course of his life…

CITY HOSPITAL

Maan halted at the reception to enquire about Samrat’s room… But all he was awarded with was the drooling receptionist…

“Excuse Me…”

“Hey handsome…”

Maan gritted his teeth… He hated females due to these certain overly hormonal species… who behaved less like humans and more like salivating puppies… always drooling as if he was a juicy bone… He somehow controlled his anger and asked as politely as possible to avoid any kind of unnecessary attention… he had already been a hot topic in Media a few days back and he didn’t want a repeat telecast…

“Can you tell me the room number of a patient admitted here… A 2 year old kid his name is Samrat…”

To Maan’s utter amazement, the expressions of the receptionist changed drastically after he uttered the patient’s name…

“Aapko Sam se kyun milna hai??”

She asked rather sternly…

“Umm… Maine jitna puchha hai agar aap utna bata dein toh yeh aapka aur mera dono ka time save karega…”

“NO… Aapko pehle batana hoga ki aap Sam ko kaise jaante hain???

Maan was taken aback to see the over protectiveness of a mere receptionist over this kid… he decided to try a different tactic as he knew it was utterly useless to ask her anything directly about Samrat from her…

“Fine… toh kya aap mujhe uss doctor ka naam bata sakti hain who is treating Samrat… I hope uss se toh aapko koi problem nahi honi chaiyeh…” He asked sarcastically…

The receptionist looked at Maan once and sighed… He looked like a reasonably decent fellow so she nodded and decided to give him this piece of information..

“Dr. Yash Malhotra…”

Ohh… You mean Dr. Yash who is a Cancer speacialist??”

“Yes..”

“But he resides in USA na???”

“Yes… But he is here in India right now…” The nurse was still a little suspicious about this guy’s intention… Agreed he was handsome… Scratch that he was gorgeous… But still she trusted no one in case of Sam… But she shrugged her doubts seeing that he actually seemed to know Dr. Yash…

“Fine… thank you…”

Maan was overjoyed… the world is so small… Yash was actually his cousin, the same one for whom he did the research work… Now he could get all the information he wanted… he took out his mobile while walking in the corridor, when he dashed with something or rather someone…

He looked down and noticed a boy who had fallen on the floor… Though he seemed barely 2 years old he was shooting daggers at him… Maan was amused… He bent down to help the boy…

Oye… muhe kihi ki hepp nhi chiye…”

Ruchs translation mode Geek “Oye… Mujhe kissi ki help nahi chaiyeh…”

Saying that he got up on his own and rubbed the bruise that was slowly forming on his knee…

“Wow… what a brave kid… Chot lagne ke baad bhi he didn’t cry at all… But attitude toh dekho… Par mujhe aisa kyun lag raha hai ki he resembles someone…” Maan thought…

“Umm aapko zyada zor se toh nahi lagi beta???”

“mele ko beta shilff mamma botii hein…”

“Aapko beta sirf mamma bolti hain???”

Samrat nodded while Maan was surprised with himself… he had never been with a kid before still he was able to understand Samrat’s baby language perfectly….

“Achchha toh mujhe aisa kya karna hoga ki main aapko beta bol sakoon??”Maan had by now bent down on his knees to level up with Samrat…

Samrat though very seriously then finally exclaimed with excitement…

“Alle pelle aap anna ame to batao…”

Ruchs translation mode-Geek Arrey pehle aap apna name to batao…”

“Ame??? Ohh… Name… Hi… My name is Maan Singh Khurana…” Maan intoduced himself proudly while forwarding his hand to Samrat…

“Mella ame Sam…” He gave his tiny hand in Maan’s gigantic one with double the arrogance Maan could ever offer…

“SAMRAT???” Maan asked astonished that the boy he wanted to meet so desperately was standing in front of him… Now everything made sense… Why Samrat looked familiar to him… And above all from where had he inherited all his arrogance from…

“Oye… Samlat nahi Sam…” Sam said angrily…

“Samrat…”

Oops ho gayi gadbad…. One glare from the angry young man… umm kid was enough to make Maan realize his mistake…

“Ohh… Sorry sorry… Sam… Aapka poora naam kya hai??”

“Huh.. Mein koon bataoo?? Aap toh meele flend bhi nhi ho…” Sam said pouting cutely…

Ruchs translation mode- GeekHuh.. Main kyon bataaoon?? Aap toh mere friend bhi nahi ho…”

“Awww… This boy is so adorable… I can’t stop myself from loving him…”Maan thought admiring the little boy, shuddering at the possibility that this little baby was suffering from such a life threatening disease…. How could god be so cruel???

“Toh kya aap mujhse friendship karoge???”

Poor Maan… Bechare uss ko kya pata tha ki this is Samrat… oops… Sam… Agar Geet ne uska woh haal kiya tha toh abb yaha toh…..

After all if Geet is SHER… Then Sam is SAVA SHER!!!!

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MAAN being INTERROGATED!!!ShockedOuch

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Maan rubbed his temple knowing fully well that this time his Jaan would have got really angry and now there is nothing that is going to save him… He went in search of her, formulating a solid plan in his mind to pacify her… He saw Chandu going towards the kitchen…

“Chandu… Tumne Geet ko kahin dekha hai???”

“Jee sir… Woh Geet baby ji ko main ne neeche Vicky sir ke kamre mein jaate hue dekha tha…”

“Hmm… Theek hai… Tum jaao…”

After Chandu left, Maan marched towards Vicky’s room… He didn’t know how he would placate his Geet but he had to do it anyhow!!

VICKY’s Room

Vicky was having a hard time… Ever since Geet had come in his room, she was just marching to and fro, from one corner to another while muttering something under her breath… He tried many times to ask her the problem but each time she snapped rudely at him… He couldn’t say anything to her and her constant muttering and jogging was giving him a headache…

“Ufff… STOP IT GEET… TUMHARA IDHAR SEY UDHAR, UDHAR SEY IDHAR CHALNA MUJHE HEADACHE DE RAHA HAI… THIS IS MY ROOM DAMMIT… NOT SOME PUBLIC PARK… FOR HEAVENS SAKE WILL YOU TELL ME KI PROBLEM KYA HAI”

Geet halted hearing him shout… She gave him dagger looks as he interrupted her walk but soon those looks changed into a baby cry face…

“Kya hai… Waise hi mujhe itni irritation ho rahi hai and abb you are also troubling me…. Mujhe yaha aana hi nahi chaiyeh tha… Meri hi galti hai…”

Saying this, She started sobbing… Vicky was alarmed; he rushed forward and took Geet in his embrace… He gave himself a mental kick, as he knew how touchy she was nowadays due to her mood swing… And still he shouted on her… Log apne pair par kulhadi maarte hain, aur usne toh kulhadi par hi apna pair de maara….

“Shh… Shh… Calm down Doll… Shhh…. Aise rotey nahi… It’s not good for the baby… Shh…”

“Ekk toh Maan ne aise mujhse baat ki upar sey main unsey naaraz bhi nahi ho paa rahi, kyunki mujhe unse naaraz hona hi nahi aata…. aur abb mera Superman bhi mujh par aise chilla raha hai…”

And then before he could make sense of anything Geet had said, to Vicky’s horror, Geet started bawling her eyes out… Vicky immediately made her sit on the recliner and tried to calm her; But it proved to be futile…

“Okkk… achchha see main aaj tumhe tumhari favorite chaat shop par Golgappe aur… Haan Bhelpuri bhi khila kar laaoonga… theek hai na??? Please chup ho jaao doll…”

Geet cried even more badly…

“Achchaa I am sorry Doll… Tum chaho toh main tumhare saamne kaan pakad kar uthak bathak karta hoon… Okay see 1… 2…. 3… 4…”

He tried every method he knew to shush her but he was unsuccessful… His legs even stated paining due to all the sit-ups…

That’s how Maan found them… Geet crying her eyes out and Vicky doing sit ups… He was pleasantly amused to see one of the world’s best neurosurgeons doing sit ups for someone… but he was not surprised… After all here this someone was his Meet, who had the magic to capture the hearts of even a stranger at the click of her fingers…

“Thank god… Tum aa gaye Maan… Please help me dude…”

Maan entered the room giving pitying looks to Vicky who was making baby faces at him begging him for some help…

Geet was noticing all this from the corner of her eyes… She had stopped crying as soon as she had seen Maan… But she was still hiccupping due to her previous crying session…

“Geet please maan jaao na…”

“M… main…. Ekk shart … P… par maa.. maanoongi…”

Geet spoke slowly while eyeing Maan all the time…

Vicky was ecstatic to see that she had stopped crying finally…

“Haan haan Doll… Anything…”

“Aap dono abhi ke abhi mere saamne 50-50 sit ups karoge toh main dono ko maaf karoongi…”

Maan was very happy that his Geet, his Jaan was ready to forgive him, so he readily agreed… Even Vicky didn’t want another crying scene to begin so he also agreed… But before that his mind’s bulb finally lit up and he whispered in Maan’s ear…

“Dude… Abb mere sab samajh aa gaya hai… You were the one because of whom am stuck here… Doll was angry at you aur yaha woh meri waat laga rahi hai… Kare koi aur bhare koi… I will see you dude…”

Maan smirked all this while hearing Vicky crib like a child…

“Yeh kya khusar phusar ho rahi hai… Jaldi jaldi start kRO nahi toh phir main 100 situps sey kam mein nahi maanoongi….”

Maan and Vicky looked at each other and started immediately while Geet counted…

“1… 1 and a half… one three fourth… 2… two one fourth…”

Both Vicky as well as Maan were horrified with Geet’s counting style… Poor souls they had already done more than 50 sit ups but Hamari Geet ki counting toh abhi 10 tak bhi nahi pahuchi thi…Wink

Sigh!! But bichare what could they do in front of her highness…

They looked up embarrassed when they heard sniggering sounds, only to find their parents, Dadima as well as Nakul and team looking at them amused and barely controlling their laughter…

“Arrrey ruk kyun gaye… Start once again or else 500 tak uthak bethak…”

Poor guys started once again immediately… And this time they also had super encouraging audience to cheer them… With Raj and Mohinder openly whistling seeing their plight while Rano and Dadima holding their stomach while laughing badly…

Naina was busy making a video of this once in a life time moment…

And thus the counting continued…

“26… 26 one eighth… 26 one fourth… 26 three eighth…”

And so on…LOL

OUTSKIRTS of DELHI

Brij had devised a foolproof plan to get hold of all the Khurana as well as Handa property… He didn’t want to use his card of ace till it was absolutely necessary…

After all, that card could backfire and ruin him in the bargain too…

“Rimi… Tu samajh gayi hai na ki tujhe kya karna hai??”

Rimi was hell scared of this man’s psychopath nature… Last few days had been a living hell for her… She had no option but to agree to whatever he said… At least till she managed to get out from his clutches….

She nodded…

“MAINE SUNA NAHI…”

Rimi shivered and managed to squeak “Haan…”

“Theek hai toh phir…”

BOOM

Before he could say anything further, a loud explosion took place… Covering everything in BLOOD…

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HOSPITAL, POLICE and BLOOD…OuchCry

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Aaiynaa Part – 8

Maan got alarmed immediately. He knew his Geet was very strong and this time the matter was very serious, as it had brought out such an emotional side of her. Her being emotional was a rare sight… In fact he had seen her getting so emotional only twice, one time was today and the last time was when she told him about that night…

“Geet… Tumhari doctor sey kuchh baat hui??? I mean doctor ne kuchh aisa kaha ki… Mera matlab hai next appointment toh teen din baad ka tha na???”

“Wo… Haa… Haan… Wo…”

Geet was simply unable to speak as she was continuously crying… Her breath was gradually getting labored…

Maan knew it was not good for her; he himself sat on his chair and made Geet sit on his lap… He took the remote and closed the lock of the cabin as well as all the blinds to ensure that no one saw them in such a compromising position… He constantly rubbed her back to calm her down…

“Please mujhe batao Geetu…”

Maan was dreading the news… He knew that it had to be something very heart shattering… He even had a fair idea that what the news was… Though he wanted to be proved wrong… He didn’t want to lose the one person who held so much importance in his life… Even above Geet… The one person who was a connection between Geet and him…

“M… Maan… T.. Teen… d.. Din…”

Maan was simply stupefied… He didn’t know what to say or what to do… This was even worse that he had expected… Involuntarily tears came out from his eyes… He couldn’t believe that this was happening to him and Geet…

“Haan… Sirf teen din hain hamare p… paas d…. decide kar… karne ke l.. llliye…”

“NAHI!!! Kuchh nahi hoga Sam ko Geet… Kuchh bhi nahi… Kuchh nahi hone dunaga main ussey… Kuchh nahi hoga HAMARE BETE KO….”

Maan assured Geet though he himself was breaking from within… He knew that there was not much they could do now except to pray…

Geet felt a strange kind of peace in her heart as she heard Maan’s reassurance… She knew that it was practically illogical but she couldn’t help herself from believing in Maan… She buried her head in the crook of his neck and let the much needed calmness spread within her…

“Kya hum Sam se abhi milne chal saktey hain????”

Maan asked out of the blue… Geet looked at him and nodded immediately with a big watery smile…

He got up from his seat and helped Geet in getting up too… They held their hands together to give each other their strength…

“Wo Swarnam Project ki details main Adi sir ko de deti hoon… Phir hum aadhey ghantey mein chaltey hain… Main neechey aapka wait karoongi…”

Maan nodded while Geet went out of the cabin after composing herself a little…

As soon as Geet went out, Maan broke down completely… He knew what he wanted was next to impossible… But one thing was sure…

“Main tumhe kuchh nahi honey dunga Sam… Kuchh bhi nahi… yeh waada hai Tumharre Papa ka tumsey beta…”

His lips curved into a smile as he remembered the second meeting with Geet and the first time he met the most cute and adorable baby in the world… SAMRAT…

PAST

Maan had went for camping to vent out his anger… he could never forget the humiliation he had to face due to a mere college going girl… He had set up detectives to find all history – geography of the girl who had managed to make Maan Singh Khurana’s life a living hell….

“Main aa raha hoon Miss. Geet… And I promise you… Very soon you will regret the day you were born…”

He gave an evil smirk… he had got a phone call on his satellite phone this morning that the detectives had found out everything about her and thus Maan was heading towards his destination… Delhi…

When he was driving, he received a call from the detectives…

“Hello….”

“Sir… wo aapne uss ladki ki current location puchhi thi…”

“Yes.. So where is she hiding right now??”

“Sir.. Wo iss waqt City Hospital mein hai…”

“WHAT??? Hospital????”

“Jee sir…”

“Hmm Lagta hai ki kisi ne mere sey pehley hi ussey upar pahuchane ka intazaam kar diya… Na jaane kitne jano se panga liya hoga uss sar phiri ladki ne…” Maan murmured…

“Sir.. Aapne kuchh kaha???”

“Umm Nahi.. Ya Haan wo… waha kar kya rahi hai… I mean accident case or something… Ya phir kisi ke saath hai???”

“Sir… wo yaha ek patient sey milne aayi hai… In fact wo har roz yaha uss patient sey milney aati hai…”

Very interesting… Dushman ki kamzori jaan na bahut faayde mand rehta hai… Aur abb to mujhe bhi shayad tumhari dukhati rag mil gayi hai Miss. Geet…” Maan thought smiling within…

“Okk so iss patient ka naam kya hai??”

“Sir… Samrat…”

“Right… And yeh usss ladki Geet ka kya lagta hai… I mean Bhai… boyfriend… or like father – uncle types…”

“Sir inn mein se koi bhi nahi… In fact yeh baat jaan kar sir, mujhe bhi kaafi acharaj hua tha but this information is perfectly true…”

“Aisi kya baat hai??” Maan asked curiously…

“Samrat is Geet’s son… Unka beta…”

Maan’s car came to a screeching halt as he pressed the brakes so hard… Thankfully he was on an isolated road and the jeep didn’t skid, so no mishap happened….

 He was completely shocked at this piece of information…

“WHAT RUBBISH… Uss ladki ki age toh zyada sey zyada bees – Ekkees saal hai and she didn’t seem married aur wo unn type ki ladkiyon mein sey bhi nahi lag rahi thi.. then…”

Sir… Yehi baat toh hairani ki hai… Miss. Geet is definitely unmarried and…”

“AND????”

“She just turned 18 years a few months back…”

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Maan meets Samrat… No… No… SAM…Wink

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Kaafilaa Part 1

In a secluded corner of a very big mansion, a heavily drunk man was sitting near the fireplace and caressing a photograph… A lone tear escaped his eye as he traced the face in the photograph with his finger… He could still feel her laughter, her voice echoing in the walls of the mansion… He could feel her smell, her presence in every place… each brick of the mansion shouted her name, the same name that just escaped from his lips… Only one name… GEET…

Kyun Geet kyun??? Kyun kiya tumne aisa?? Kyun aayi tum meri andheri zindagi mein ussey roshan karne jab ek din tumhe bhi mujhe ekk baar phir sey ussi andhere mein dhakelna tha??? Kyun meri rooh ko zinda kara jab apne hi haathon sey tumne ussey phir sey khatam karna tha??? Kyun… KYUNNN???”

Maan was about to throw the photo frame on the wall when his eyes fell on the chain bracelet dangling on his right wrist. He kept the photo frame down and slowly held the bracelet using his left hand. The bracelet brought back some of the old cherished memories… It was only those memories that gave him the reason to live now… he closed his eyes and let those beautiful scenes take over his mind…

PAST

Geet was waiting in front of the court since past fifteen minutes… There was no sign of Maan till now… With every passing minute, she was getting more and more worried… Each minute seems like a millennium to her… She was tapping her foot and knotting her dupatta restlessly, while complaining to her favorite babaji…

“Dekh rahey ho na aap Babaji… Yahan meri jaan gale tak aa gayi hai aur inn mahshey ka koi ataa pataa hi nahi hai…. Agar Veerji ya kisi aur ne yahan mere ko inn kapdon mein dekh liya toh to unhone meri jaan hi le leni hai… Pata nahi kis dukhad ghadi mein main Maan ki baat maan gayi… Ab mera kya hoga Babaji…”

“Kyun bekaar mein bichare Babaji ka dimaag kharaab kar rahi ho??? Unko aur logon ki baatein sun ne ke liye bhi kabhi baksh diya karo….”

Maan had crept up behind Geet a few minutes back. He was about to call her when he heard her cute cribbing… he chucked to himself and then finally intervened noticing the time…

Geet made a baby angry face and turned her face away from him…

“Uff Geet yeh nakhre baad mein kar lena… Abhi humein jaldi sey chalna chaiyeh… Court band honey mein sirf ek ghanta bacha hai…”

“Haww toh aap yeh kehna chahtey ho ki meri wajah sey der ho rahi hai… Ek toh aap khud late aaye… Upar sey mujhe…”

She couldn’t continue further as Maan already started dragging her to the court. After reaching there, she saw that everything was ready, including the witness and the judge… She realized that Maan was making all the necessary arrangements that’s why he got late… She felt guilty for shouting at him and was thinking of ways to apologize to him… She came out of her thoughts when she heard the judge speaking to her….

“Miss. Geet Handa, kya aapko Mr. Maan Singh Khurana sey yeh shaadi manzoor hai??”

Geet blushed and mumbled a feeble Yes…”

“Theek hai… toh phir aap yahan sign kar dijiye…”

She signed at the necessary pace and saw that Maan had already signed, which meant that she missed out on a lot of things, god knows from how long she was in her own thoughts…

The witnesses signed at the required places and the judge also attested the marriage..

Meanwhile, Maan took out a Mangalsutra from his pocket and adorned it on her neck. He took a pinch of sindoor that he had brought earlier and filled the parting of her hair, while Geet kept looking at him in awe… The also made each other wear the garlands…

“Congratulations… Mr. and Mrs. Maan Singh Khurana… Aaj sey aap dono kaanoonan pati pani hain…”

Maan and Geet were overjoyed and shook hands with the judge while Maan thanked the witnesses and the judge for sparing their time… He held Geet’s hand gently and guided her out of the court…

Maan noticed that Geet had not spoken a word since she said ‘Yes..’ in the court… He knew how emotional she was feeling right now… How badly she was missing her family… Specially her Veerji… He could feel the pain of her rooh… Their souls, their rooh had a special connection…

They had to do this secret wedding due to the circumstances but none of them repented it… They knew that they were meant to be…

Waise Geet mujhe jo pairon mein dard ki problem thi, uska aaj sey toh solution mil gaya…”

Maan spoke of of the blue, trying to distract Geet… Geet looked at him totally confused…

“Arrey tum mujhe aise kyon dekh rahi ho… Ab toh tum meri patni ho aur main tumhara wo kya ketey hain… haan Pran-nath…. Toh tum abb sey roz raat ko mere paeir dabana… After all pati ki seva hi patni ka pehla dharam hota hai…”

Maan said while trying hard to keep a straight face, while saying all this rubbish… But one look at Geet’s face and he knew that he was in deep trouble…

“Achchhha… Pati ki seva??? Main batati hoon appko…”

She ran to whack him on his head while Maan ran ahead of her dodging all her feeble attempts to hit him… Finally out of breath, they leaned against their car… Luckily not many people were present at the court at that time… Those present only smiled at their antics and shook their heads…

“Geet…”

“Hmm…”

Hum abb yeh sab ko bataayenge kaise… I mean… Umm.. uhh…wo…”

Geet understood what he was trying to say…

“Aap chinta mat kijiye maine sab socha hua hai…”

Geet took out her Blackberry and clicked their picture… The picture gave a clear view of what had transpired a few minutes back as Geet was wearing a heavy read sari and the garlands were still adorned on their necks… Moreover any leftover doubt was removed by the presence of sindoor and mangalsutra that could be clearly viewed in the pic…

“Tum kar kya rahi ho???”

“Just wait and watch…”

Maan curiously peeped in, to see what was his new wife up to???

He watched horrified as Geet uploaded the pic on her Facebook account and then added the description – Mr. and Mrs. Maan Singh Khurana…

“GEET… yeh tum kya kar rahi ho…” He tried to snatch the phone from her hand before she published the post…

“Uff Maan…. Humein sabko batana toh hai hi na… and we decided that we wont come in front of them for a while… so this is the best option…”

Maan scratched the back of his head, as he couldn’t deny that his crazy wife’s super crazy idea was indeed good and out of the world just like her…

“Hmm theek hai but you post it when we are just about to board the flight…. So that koi chance nahi ho gadbad ka…”

Geet nodded and Maan drove them to the airport…

Both of them changed at the airport restroom itself… Their entire luggage and other things were already kept ready by Maan’s personal assistant…

Both of them boarded the flight… Before take off, Geet posted the pic and tagged all her friends as well as the relative that were friends with her on Facebook… Including her parents and Veerji…

PRESENT

A smile twitched the corner of his lips as he remembered the dhamaka that a single Facebook pic created… It was nothing less than a Hiroshima-Nagasaki bomb that was dropped on the poor people who were tagged in the pic…

He suddenly started feeling restless as if somebody needed him… Somebody called his name.. The feeling as of his Geet called him… Needed him… As if she was in some deep trouble…

“Maan…”

“Geet…”

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Bracelet ki Kahaani…Embarrassed

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MAAN’s ROOM

Maan knew that he was going to have a hard time manayofying his little wify now… But he still couldn’t help himself from teasing her… she looked too cute and adorable with that red angry nose that flared up when she was riled up…

He stealthily entered the room and saw that there was no trace of his little wify… He still remembered the previous such encounter which happened when Geet got angry… Just the thought of it made him shudder… he still remembered the broom and looked around to see if there was any in the sight… He realized that Geet was in the balcony and heaved a sigh of relief to see that even the water jug beside the table was empty… He shivered when he was reminded of the whole glass of water that was poured on his head…

BALCONY

Geet was not at all angry with Maan… She was just playing along so that she could see a glimpse of the old Meera… The smile of contentment on Maan’s face was an added bonus…

She was enjoying the cool evening wind when two hands crept their way on the little bulge on her tummy… She leaned back and relaxed herself, as she instinctively knew who was the owner of those hands…

“Hmmm mujhe toh laga ki koi mujhse naraz hai…”

Maan asked, he was pleasantly surprised when he felt Geet relax against him…

“Nahi toh… Main aapse kabi naraaz ho hi nahi sakti…”

Both of them didn’t speak anything for a while after that… they were enjoying the warmth of each other amidst the cool wind… After a really long time, they were so happy and at peace, so they were cherishing the feeling, contented in being in each other’s arms…

Their peace was disturbed when Maan felt a strong kick against his hand…

“Ouch… Hmm lagta hai ki Baby bhi bahut enjoy kar raha hai apne mama papa ki company…”

Geet spoke gently patting her belly over Maan’s hands… Maan was still under the spell of feeling the baby… He felt bad that he couldn’t spend the much-needed time with Geet and the baby due to all these issues circling their lives…

“Maan… Aap kya soch rahe hain???”

“Wo Geet, Mere khyal sey tum…”

“Main???”

“…tum Kaafi moti ho gayi ho…”

Maan smirked… He loved teasing her…

Geet made a typical Golpappa face as her mouth opened in a perfect ‘O’… her nose became completely red due to anger…

Gosh!!! She is looking so cute… I just want to eat her up alive…” Maan thought as he saw her fuming…

The very next second, she jumped away from his embrace and gave him a look which clearly meant that he was in deep trouble…

The history repeated itself once again as Geet started hurling things at Maan to vent out her anger… The only difference was this time Maan was well prepared…

Ducking the things hurled his way, everything ranging from a hairbrush to a deodorant, he stealthily made his way up to Geet…

He was just in time to take away the lamp that was about to come next… He locked her struggling form in a strong embrace and whispered quietly in her ear…

“Kya tum kisi Rohan key baare mein jaanti ho???”

Geet froze at her place…

“Hey Babaji… yeh inhe sab kaise pata chal jaata hai???” She made a baby face looking at the ceiling…

“Abb tumhare Babji bhi tumhe nahi bacha sakte Geet… Abb sharif bachchi ki tarah jawaab do…”

“Aapko kaise pata chala…”

“Yeh mere sawaal ka jawaab nahi hai…”

“Aap pehle mere sawaal ka jawaab dijiye toh hi main aapke sawaal ka jawaab doongi…” Geet said adamantly while creeping out from the cage formed with his hands, as he had loosened his hold a bit…

Maan groaned inwardly… He knew that once his Geet thinks of something then nothing can be done… who knew it better than him… After all he knew everything about her adamancy since her childhood… Getting married to him was also one of it… Though he was really thankful to her for it…

“Wo maine kuchh detectives ko hire kiya tha to…”

“KYAAA…. AAPNE MERE PICHHE JAASOOS CHHODE HUE HAIN????”

Maan closed his ears with both his hands when Geet shouted…  He gulped as he knew that his little wify will not digest this information easily… But what could he do when she was so hell bent on hiding everything from him???? He needed to know about certain things… It was not that he didn’t trust her but he wanted to find out about her accident and all… He didn’t believe a word of the information he had got knowing that there must be something hidden behind it, but he wanted Geet to clear it herself…

“Tumne mujhse puchha aur maine bata diya… Abb tum sidhe sidhe batao ki yeh Rohan ka kya chakkar hai…” Maan tried to avert her mind… He needed her to open up to him once again…

“Kyun aisa kya bataya aapke uss JAASOOS ne ki aapka khoon itna khaul raha hai???”

She asked sarcastically knowing well that he didn’t even know half of the story or else, he would have not reacted like this…

“Geet, don’t test my patience…” Maan warned… he had decided to handle this matter coolly but now he was having a hard time controlling his frustration…

Geet could sense that something was fishy… She could feel the frustration in his voice so she sighed and told…

“Rohan is my friend…”

“Friend ya BOYFRIEND???”

“WHATTT….”

Maan realized what he blurted out and closed his eyes… He knew he would have hurt her as his voice sounded more accusatory rather than a statement…

“Haan sahi kaha aapne… he is my Boyfriend…”

Now it was Maan’s turn to be shocked… He looked at Geet immediately not believing his ears…

“Yup… Wo mera sabse pyara chhota sa cuty sa NAU SAAL KA BOYFRIEND hai…”

Geet shouted and left the place huffing and puffing….

While Maan was frozen at his place still trying to process the information… He felt bad that he hurt his Jaan… He made a mental note to kill the detective with his bare hands the next time he met him…

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Aaiynaa Part 7

Maan was completely exasperated. He had faced multiple tricky situations in his business and till date he had handled them excellently. But today he was a little fidgety. He looked at the crowd in front of him, he could see that thought they were silent but they were laughing at him inwardly. Their eyes clearly showed that how painstakingly they were controlling themselves from rolling with laughter. He visibly gulped. But then he had a look at the object that subjected him to this misery…

All this while Geet was silently enjoying herself. She mentally patted her back as she managed to put her damn-irritating enemy on the spot. She could see that though he seemed calm from outside but he was trembling inside. But then he suddenly looked at her and she could see the change of expressions on his face…

His helpless expression suddenly transformed into a smirk….

“Abb dekhna Miss kaise main tumhara hi daaon tum par palat ta hoon…” He thought while planning something in his business mind…. 

“Miss…. Ummm Yaaa Neet no no… Veet arrey nahi nahi who toh hair removal cream hai na… And you are better like a brain removal cream…. Uhhh Forget it… What was your name??”

Geet fumed at her insult while the crowd once again erupted with laughter…

“Ya… yaad aaya… Geet… So you want me to discuss about your brilliant project idea???”

Geet was a little shocked. She had never thought that he would be so casual about this whole thing. Even the crowd got silent wondering what the MSK had to say…

“Ohh Okk… so Miss… Veet oh… Uh… Geet has named her WC that is her water closet on my name… Well that’s a big honor for me considering that I have aspired her so much that she can’t even present her basic idea without using my name… Well that’s the charm of Maan Singh Khurana… I really don’t blame her… Don’t worry Miss. Geet; I understand how badly my presence affects the girls… After all you just confessed a few minutes back in front of all that am HOT…”

Maan smirked patting himself mentally for his first victory against the insolent fool but his happiness was short lived as our Sherni got back into her true Avatar after listening to his super egoistic idiotic come back….

“Sir…”

She said innocently, fluttering her eyelashes…

Maan immediately got on alert mode as he knew well that there was something big hidden behind her innocent expression… she was anything but innocent!!!

“Actually I named this product after you thinking that this is one thing that holds the prime requirement in your life…”

Maan squinted his eyes wondering “What the hell is coking in her twisted mind now???”

Everyone got silent.

“Jee sir… Jab sey main aap se mili hoon, you always have this constipated look on your face as if you are in some deep pain… so mujhe laga ki you must be needing this product so badly that you always think about it… Abhi bhi of all the products aapne mujhe ye hi diya… so obviously there is some secret behind it.. Aap samajh rahein hai na ki main kya keh rahi hoon??”

The sponsors had by now started sweating… They knew that now Maan Singh Khurana is soon gonna kill this girl and then it would be their number… They quietly sneaked out of the hall and decided to go to Holla-loo-loo Island till the next summer… no… no… till the end of their lives… which would be very soon if MSK found them….

The hall was echoing with the giggles… Audience were having the time of their life…

While smoke was coming out of Maan’s ears… He went forward to grab this chit’s neck and finish her off…

“Tum apne aap ko samajhti kya ho….”

Maan moved one step forward, literally towering up on Geet, trying his best to intimidate her but abb wo kya jaane ki our Geet is also a true Punjabi Sherni… She was least bothered and looked straight in his eyes….

“Main wohi hoon jo aap nahi ho…”

“Whatt??? Matlab???”

“Uff see yehi mein aapko samjhane ki koshish kar rahi hoon… Main ek intelligent, sweet, soni, beautiful… aah abb main apni kya taarif karron khair this is ME… Smart and Intelligent… aur AAP…”

“Main???” Maan asked damn irritated, not knowing that Geet’s next line would be tomorrow’s Newspaper’s breaking news…

“Aap hain Maan Singh Khurana jinki izzat sarey aam uda di gayi… Oops I mean jinki izzat ka kuchh der pehley kachra ho gaya…” Geet exclaimed and ran away backstage taking the benefit of the power cut that happened a few seconds back.

Maan searched high and low for her but he was unable to find her. Defeated he went away cursing the time when he accepted the invitation to this college fest…

Moreover the news channels gave a full coverage of the event. He stood rooted at his place when he saw the evening news…

And that day’s Evening news was- “Business Tycoon Maan Singh Kurana ki izzat luti….”

PRESENT

“Maan??? MAAN…”

Maan came out of his reverie when Geet snapped her fingers in front of him and shouted his name… He saw that the presentation was over and everyone’s eyes were directed towards him… He quickly composed himself trying to shake away the scary images and cleared his throat…

“So, anymore questions???”

Everyone nodded their head in a ‘NO’. They were too stupefied to say anything… First they had just witnessed a Female Maan Singh Khurana, and then they saw that their Hitler boss was lost somewhere, which seemed a big shock… Then they saw Geet, a new intern calling Maan Singh Khurana as only ‘Maan’, which no one dared to do till date… They were receiving shocks after shocks…

“So?? Then what the hell are you doing here standing on my head??? Get back to work…”

He shouted and everyone except Geet scrambled off at a bullet train speed. Somewhere they were glad that at least one thing was normal… Their boss was still shouting so at least something was at place…

“Maan…”

“Hmm…”

“Aap kahan kho gaye thhey???”

“Wo… Kuchh nahin bas aise hi…”

Geet was not convinced but still she let go of the matter for a while. She had a much important task right now…

“Maan, mujhe aap se kuchh baat karni hai…”

Maan immediately sensed the serious tone and got worried…

“Kya hua Geet??? Is everything OK???”

“Wo… Ummm… Mujhe… Wo…”

Getting worried and confused at the same time due to her stuttering. Geet was busy murdering her dupatta due to nervousness. Maan held her from her shoulders and turned her around; he lifted her chin and made her look him into his eyes…

“Kya baat hai Geetu???”

Hearing him call her ‘Geetu’, broke the last dam, she flung her arms around him and cried…

“Woh… Sam…”

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Tute aaiyne ka ek tukda…Cry

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SS~ Kaafilaa…

Sun kar bhi ansuna kara… Chahkar bhi begaana kiya… 

Tum ne meri rooh mujhse chheen li… 

Jaana aisa tumne kyun kiya…

 

A woman who had everything and within a blink of eye, she had nothing… But life is never cruel with the right people… So she learnt when she lost her everything, yet gained EVERYTHING…

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A man who was badly cheated… He gave away his heart to the wrong person once… And he dared to do the mistake again… Now bearing the consequences…

 

Some misunderstandings, broke their bonding… But did it?? This is not their Journey, it’s the Kaafila of the souls which were lost somewhere… Yeh hai unki rooh ka Kaafila…

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Okies… friends Have Officially gone mad… Two FFs running and this is the third one, but this has around 5-7 parts only… Since Me didn’t have time to update my FFs.. Me decided to pen down a new idea!!! hope you love this one too…Embarrassed 


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