Part XX Jai laughs and as he goes towards the stairs hears Aditya pacifying Jigyasa…aree maine tumhe mean nehi kiya…tum toh lakho me ek ho…aur kiyo nehi tum mera bachcho ki ma jo ho…
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Jai was talking over his cellphone while keeping an eye over Bani. Bani was busy with the architect & the interior designer, they were in the Haveli and one of the suites of the hotel was being put together as sample for Bani to get a first hand view. Bani is already 9 months pregnant and much to Jai's protests she has undertaken this journey to the Haveli, mai out of circulation jane ke pehle dekha chahati hu…
Jai: Kitna din out of circulation rahoge Bani …do mahina…teen mahina…usse kuch nehi pharak parega….thora delay hoga but now its too risky….
But Bani was adamant and Jai could not let her come alone…Jai waited patiently for Bani for finish…..she looked very pregnant but was fit as a fiddle….though her movements had slowed down a lot but never heard her complain, even when she was became sick, he had seen jigyasa complain and crib seeking for attention and wishing she was never pregnant, with Bani it was never the case, she accepted the discomfort with a smile on her lips. Is it due to the deal, Jai wondered many times, though he found Bani to be non-complaining type and happy with small things.
Inspite of all these, Bani's behaviour still puzzled Jai. Returning from work one day, he had given a print out to Bani, which he had downloaded, names of boys and girls…Bani choose karke rakho, it will help, hospitals prefer to have names at the time of the birth itself.
Lekin mankaran ke samay...panditji kuch aur kahe toh…
Theek hai ek list bana do…we can always have it change accordingly….Bani looked excited for a while, going through the names and their meanings, read a loud quite a few of them. Some Jai liked and some he said it was too big or too complicated to pronounce. Few days later, when he enquired about the list, Bani gave him back the papers asking him to choose…
Kiyo Bani, tumne choose kiyu nehi kiya….
Aap kijiye Mr Walia, akhir aaphi ko toh bulana hai…
Lekin yeh bachcha toh tumhara bhi hai Bani…
Mai kaha rahoongi idhar bulane ke liye….
A cold shiver ran through Jai's body. He had quite forgotten about the deal. He turned her face towards him, a pair of eyes stared back to him steadily, tum ayogi toh milne…he asked softly…
She smiled mysteriously and went down to meet masi who was calling out for her.
Jai called out to Bani to hurry up…baki discussions Mumbai jake karlena, Pilot ne abhi phone kiya tha, weather report is not good and he wants to leave for Mumbai immediately….he literally pulls Bani away and pushes her into the car….they are forecasting a storm Bani and we have to be in Mumbai before that, I don't want to stuck up in the middle with you in this condition. Bani smiled. She remembers the time when she was scared of the storm and he had taken her into his arms. After that day, their inhabitions of each other were shed and they resumed their physical relationship and their feeling of 'misery' after her pregnancy was confirmed disappeared.
The Pilot assured them till now the weather forecast of the route is fine and he will be allowed to take off.
As they take off, Bani falls asleep promptly. Nowadays she gets tired easily. Jai ensures that she is comfortable, her legs raised. He takes out a magazine.
Jai wakes up with a start…the plane is literally bouncing in midst of a turbulence and Bani is gripping his left arm with all her might….he takes once glance towards her to find her face white as a paper...he looked at his watch, they should be landing in Mumbai within half an hour…..he patted her arm…kuch nehi hoga….daro math, mai thora pilot se baath karke ata hu....
Please Mr Walia, mujhe chhorke math jayiye….
Abhi ata hu Bani, he gets up release his arm and walks towards the cockpit….
Mr Walia, the baby, Bani whispers….
Jai stops and turns, looks at Bani in horror….he goes towards the cockpit….aur kitna der Mumbai pahuchne me Captain Suri, he asks trying to keep his voice as normal as possible….
Capt looks at Jai, Sir we should be there within 20 minutes but the storm has changed its course, I am trying my best to land within next 45 minutes….
Jai keeps a hand on his shoulder…Captain Suri, its emergency, it seems my baby has decided to arrive, please inform the grounds control and give them Aditya's no….so that he can arrange transportation and the hospital…Jai runs back to Bani to find her face already crumpled with pain, her water has broken, her salwar had started soaking…kuch nehi hoga Bani, maine khabar bhej diya hai…saab theek ho jayega…he took out his jacket, rolled his sleeves…the flight attendant came with blankets and pillows…
Capt Suri calls out for Jai, can you please come here Sir, I need your advice. Jai had to tear himself from Bani's grip, mai abhi ata hu, kuch nehi hoga tumhe….
Capt Suri: Sir, I just spoke to the ground control, the storm is ranging Mumbai and there are quite few flights in queue for emergency landing. The control wants me to divert to a nearby village off 500 km from Mumbai, there are no storms there and with this day light I can land on their football field....I cannot remain in the air for too long and in the village I am sure we can get some help if need be…
JW runs his fingers through his hair. Captain Suri, you are the boss and my family's life is in your hands. Do whatever you think is the best, I am with you…he hurries back to Bani….
Edited by tintiny - 19 years ago