Chapter 2:

Matchmaker Dadi

 

Maan Singh Khurana sat down his chair. He was proud, proud of himself and his achievements. Today he managed to make a very good proposal. The clients were impressed but also a little afraid by this hardworking and angry young man. Yes, hard work and a pinch of fear is the perfect combination to get every person to do what he wants. Wait, every person? He thought back about the incident before the meeting and anger rose in him. He had forgotten about that girl because most parts of his mind were busy preparing for the meeting. And those that weren't were cursing Sasha for her carelessness. He called Adi to his office.

 

"YYYeeess siirrr." Adi crossed his fingers hoping this was not about Geet.

"Adi, who was that girl and why was she here?" MK asked strictly.

Adi undid the cross behind his back, there really was no point.

"Who ssirrr??" He asked.

Maan looked Adi straight into his eyes. He knew Adi too well.

"The girl who created such a drama today in the office."

"I don't know siiirrr, seen her for the first tttiiimmmee ttoooddaayyy."

Maan was about to further interrogate Adi when his phone ran. It was important so he knew it would take long. He gave Adi permission to leave and Adi was just too happy to oblige.

 

The day went on and Adi was trying to find a convenient moment to ask Meera about Geet. But luck was not on his side today. The day was chaotic especially because Pinky the receptionist was down with food poisoning again. It was the second time in a month and Maan sir was not happy. Since Pinky was missing someone else had to fill in and the fact that MK's secretary had just been fired was not helping either.

The day ended and Adi quickly asked Meera if he could give her a ride back home. It was completely unnecessary because Meera's apartment was just 10 minutes walking distance away. But she was tired and accepted happily.

On their way Adi tried to ask as much as possible about Geet. Meera was not at all suspicious. She thought it was because of the office incident that he was asking.

 

Later on Adi called Dadima.

"Hello Adi, jaldi bataye, kya pata kiya?"

"OK, her name is Geet Handa, she is cook from profession and lives with Meera. Couldn't find out much about her family, only that they past away and have left everything to Geet. Also, she is currently looking for a job."

"Job? Well then how about Maan's secretary?"

Adi almost dropped the phone.

"Oh no Dadima, Maan sir ne agar Geet ko dekh liya to job dena to door use zinda nahin chorenge."

"OK ok. Let's think. Hmm, waise Pinky ne kuch socha? Aapne usse to bataya hoga na?"

"Nahin, usse phir se food poisoning hui hain. Pata nahin office ka khana hain ya kuch aur?"

"OH, I see. Adi ek kaam kije." There was a plan cooking up in Dadi's head.

"Call Geet and say that you are calling on my behalf. We would like to offer her a job as permanent bistro manager. If she is interested she should meet me tomorrow itself at lunchtime at Khurana Mansion."

Adi obliged not understanding what good will it do if Geet worked in a bistro. But little did he know how brilliant this plan was.