He worked like mad these days' woke up at 5 in morning, did his Gymming , get ready.. had mostly breakfast on phone and then immediately left for work.

 

Seeing him work like machine, his bauji sometimes wanted to take his words back. He felt guilty that not only Geet but somewhere he was also responsible for this condition of his mast maula (fun loving) son.

 

He remembers the old days: almost 5 yrs back:

 

25yrs old Maan, only son of his parents had just come home from Football ground in Hoshiyarpur. Football was his love and due to this love of his, he had prepared a nice team of FB and also a good local ground for it in Hoshiyarpur.

 

He came in rushing inside like a wind

 

"Maa, give me chilli pakora and hot cup of tea, I am feeling very hungry"

 

"Bas, this is how you are spoiling him. He is growing up like anything and have no feeling of his responsibilities" taunted his bauji

 

"What Maa, why he have to always speak sour words.. bauji you can never speak soothing word however tired I am" Maan complained

 

Then teased "You should learn from Maa"

 

His bauji got furious on that "Now you will teach me. And what tired you are, of playing' kabhi kaam bhi ker liya kero"

 

"Why Maa, tell him, I earn 30,000. Is that not enough' very few in Hoshiyarpur get that much salary"

 

"Why you have to think of Hoshiyarpur. Your Dadaji was best here in HP. I could not catch up to his fame, but Savitri, this boy has caliber but he don't want to use it..He got admission in IIT and then in IIM, but he don't want to do job anywhere out. You can do much better Maan and you are wasting your life here in HP."

 

"No, This is enough money for me. Maa tell him, I don't want to run behind money and fame. Bauji please I can't leave HP and Maa" he made a small angry face "you too"

 

His bauji wondered how even IIt and IIM environment didn't change him. He kept too low a profile of himself unlike the on going world which showed more than what they have

 

"Mehnat se bhagne kaa bahana hai yeh sab... explain your son that he don't need to worry about us, we have enough for ourself... I tell it for him per isse Football ke dewangee se fursat mile tab na and what is there in Hoshiyarpur that he can't leave this place"

 

"I joined IIT and IIM just to prove you and I did not like the outside world and I don't want to leave HP and you both and people here. I don't want to run after world. I love my peaceful life here."

 

Maan just left the plate and went to his room knowing very well his mother will come behind him and he will not miss his Pakorda and tea. He needed to show his anger to his dad.

 

And exactly his Mom came running behind with Tea and breakfast...Maan faked anger.

 

His mom caressed his hair "I will tell him clearly, he must not trouble my child" and fed pakorda to him with her own hand.

 

Maan, his father knew has extraordinary brain but he never wanted to utilize it... he loved taking life easily.

But looking at Maan and his acts no one would say he was that talented ...

 

It was just a chance that Handa group has aquired big chunk of land near HP and they were building a big hotel and an illusionary city which would attract tourists. And Maan had landed there for interview and his casual not very interested type interview was so superb that he was immediately hired.

 

But management knew, even though he was talented, 30,000 was more than enough for someone at HP and Maan had no problem with salary. He was happy, he will be saved by daily nagging of his dad.

 

Present

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His dad comes back to present and found that Maan had left for work long back.

 

Savitri got busy giving instructions to servants when one of their guards at gate came in.

 

"Madam, there is a girl at gate who wants to come in. Her name is Geet Khurana"

 

Savitri got still with shock for few seconds. "Geet?? And she called herself Geet Khuran?? "

 

"Madam should I send her off" Savitri did not know what to answer. Why was she here now... what was the purpose and the thought of how disturb Maan would be if he knows she was here, scared her but she could not say her no. Never had she said No to her.

 

"Send her in" she said in an unsure voice.

 

Geet has especially dressed herself in a simple suit, a single plaid in hair with some curly hair coming here and there. Bangle in both hands from same pair, round jhumka in ear with small bindi, slight vermillion and a mangalsutra in neck with a flat kolhapuri slipper on.

 

She entered and Savitri saw her and she got one big shock of her life. First seeing Geet there in their house and then her look...She can never ever imagine Geet this way as she has always seen her in her ultra modern smart looking dress which showed her class and always reminded her of difference in their status. Even in Hoshiyarpur when Geet wanted, she would go to office in her formal mini skirts and high heels...or she would wear some designer trouser and shirt, design of which at that time was beyond their understanding.

 

How completely opposite she was from Maan's mishty but today she looked exactly like Maan's mishty. How can Geet change to this look was completely beyond her imagination.

 

She was still lost in thought when another shock brought her back to reality. Somebody touched her feet and she could not believe Geet did that. Savitri was too shocked to do anything as she has known Geet for two years day and night. Even once she has not seen this Geet then what this is.

 

"You will not give me your blessing Maa" she asked so ever politely. Geet has always spoke with calmness as that what she had considered her class but then there was always show of superiority in her words completely unlike today'

 

"Maa?? " came out from Savitri's lips. Geet knew very well how shocked savitri must be but now Geet has taken the decision, decision of being only Maan's mishty but the biggest question was when and how will that khadoos accept her.

 

Geet just smiled and Savitri asked her to sit but Geet's eyes where looking around, searching for him. She could not see him but in the process saw the elegance of the khurana Mansion...It looked mesmerizing... Way beyond the Handa villa of which she always boosted him and showed him down his position. But this house didn't look like revenge... Along with Mansion it has all look of a coziness of home' From other corner of hall, there was stairs from where came down Bauji.

 

He looked at her, confused if he knew this girl. But she immediately ran and touched his feet "Pranam Bauji"

 

The voice looked similar too... but the tone and voice didn't match to his memory

 

"Geet?? " he said with pain in his eyes. She knew she was all their culprit and she have to make up to them all.

 

"Apne pehchan liya, bauji" "Bauji?? " they were surprised to hear Maa and bauji from her as staying two years with them she had only called them Uncle and Aunty.

 

Geet had no answer and she just smiled, then after a while'.

 

"Do you want to stay Maa Bauji of Maan only... don't I have any right to call you like that" and she made an angry baby face.

 

They were completely confused with her now... Such mature professional Geet behaving like this? Talking like this? And looking like this??

 

But Geet knew how good at heart they were... they will forgive her but it will be whole heartedly only when she wins her Khadoos, which was the biggest issue.

 

They all seated down but did not question her, they never had questioned any of her actions before too but they were waiting for her to reveal why she was here'

 

After a while, Geet looked down and said "woo nahi hai ghar per? " she enquired her heart beating 100 times just by his mention with her own mouth.

 

"Maan is in office. At this time he never is here." His father said

 

Again they were all quiet. Geet knew it is her who has to speak... what she was going to say needed lots of courage...

 

After long gathering courage she said in low voice "I want to come back in this family, want to be part of your life."

 

"Kya??? " both said in unison.

 

Next: Maan's reaction.

 

 Part 3

tellyme2012-09-06 07:33:53