PART 11. PRELUDE TO REALIZATIONS!
Two
years passed away while Maan and Geet continued to fight. Some people saw their
fight as entertainment and often had popcorn and juice handy for such occasions
like Dev and NT and some people just rolled their eyes and walked away like our
dear Daadima. In these two years, Geet had completed her studies and as of
today, was getting ready for the send off party of her college.
Geet was very happy
today. And why wouldn't she be? Her College was throwing a send off party for
the Seniors and as she was a senior too, she was very excited to go. Geet
sifted through the dresses in her wardrobe. She had confused on what to wear.
She looked and looked but after a while she gave up. Hey Babaji! Main kya
pehnu? Yahaan toh kuch achcha nahi dikh raha! She huffed and pouted in
annoyance. That is when Babaji decided to help her out. He sent Daadima!
"Geet beta?", Geet heard
Daadima call and she looked at the door where Daadima was standing. Daadima
smiled as she walked in with a package in her hand, "Geet beta! Kya aapne aaj
shaam ke party ke liye koi dress choose kiya hai?"
Geet shook her head and looked at Daadima sadly.
Daadima smiled at her, "Achcha hua! Kyunki hum aapke liye ek
perfect Saree laayein hain!"
Geet's eyes widened, "Saree?", she squealed.
Daadima smiled and handed her the package. Geet pulled out the
Saree and grinned happily. It was in a beautiful sky blue color with some very
simple silver work on it but Daadima was sure that the simplicity of the Saree
would only enhance Geet's beauty.
As Daadima walked away Geet
happily hugged the Saree. Hey Babaji! Aaj toh aapne mera din bana diya!
Dev and NT watched the
scene in front of them as if they were watching a tennis match. Their necks swirled
from one end to other end as they took in the scene. And what was the scene?
What had got Dev and NT looking from one end to other end of the room? What
else but the human species with the name of Maan Singh Khurana.
Maan was pacing from the
one end of the hall to the other end while NT and Dev watched him pace
amusedly. And why was Maan pacing? Because Daadima had made him Geet's personal
driver for the night. He was supposed to drop Geet to the party and then come
back home and when Geet called him he was supposed to go back just to pick her
up.
"Driver samajh rakha hai kya?", Dev and NT heard Maan grumble and
looking at each other grinning. After every few seconds, Maan would grumble
some words about the situation which would make Dev and NT grin at each other
while try to not laugh and bring attention to them. Both were seated at a
nearby sofa watching Maan pace.
Maan rolled his eyes as
NT and Dev shared another smile. They thought he did not notice, but he
noticed. Oh! He noticed everything including their smiles and expression. He
knew why they were smiling. They were smiling at his grumbling. Let them smile!
They did not know that he was just acting. Maan smiled to himself. All this
grumbling and pacing was just his acting. He was actually very happy when
Daadima asked him to be Geet's driver. Sirf ek din ke liye? Maan's heart had
grumbled. Poore life ke liye kyun nahi? But Maan reacted with anger and refusal
knowing very well that Daadima will not let go and will force him to pick and
drop Geet. After arguing for a while, finally it had happened. Daadima ordered
him into dropping and picking Geet and Maan bowed his head down in reluctant
acceptance while his heart excited thumped in his chest. Geet ke saath long
drive! Thank you Babaji!
Maan continued to pace and act as if taking
Geet to her College was an insult to his status when suddenly he stopped and
stared. Dev and NT stopped staring at Maan and frowned. They turned to look at
what had shocked Maan only to see a beautiful Geet coming down the stairs. As
Dev and NT smiled at Geet wondering how grown up the sweet sister/ saali was
looking, Maan stared at Geet with his jaw hanging open. He felt his heart stop
and suddenly he was sent back two years back when he first time saw Geet
getting down the stairs the same way and looking like an angel at that time
too. Only this time, instead of passing by him, she came to stop right in front
of him and gave him a bright smile. Maan's heart slowed down, skipped few beats
and then picked up and started racing wildly. Luckily for him, NT and Dev
decided that this was the right time to compliment Geet, so no one noticed Maan's
stupefied expression.
"Maan bete?", Daadima's
words brought Maan from his Geet land and he looked over at Daadima who was
staring at him with confused expression. Yeh Maan bete ko kya ho gaya hai? When
Maan gave her a stern look Daadima smiled. Haan! Ab sab theek hai! She ordered
Maan to take Geet and drop her to the College Party. Maan gave Geet a glare and
stormed away. Geet huffed. Hey Babaji! Aaj ke din toh uss sweet Maan ko bhej
diya hota!
Geet
huffed as she looked at Maan sitting beside her, driving the car. Hey Babaji!
Inhonein kuch bola kyun nahi? Sab meri taarif kar rahe the, keh rahe the ki
main achchi lag rahi hoon! Daadima, Jiju, NT Di, sab meri taarif kare thak nahi
rahe the, lekin inhonein; inhonein abhi tak kuch bhi nahi kahaa! Arre! Hum
jhagadte hain toh kya hua? In do saalon mein mujhe laga tha hum dono atleast
dost toh ban hi gaye honge! Lekin inhein dekho? She looked over at Maan who
resolutely stared at the road in front of him. Geet sniffed. Ek shabd bhi nahi
phoot raha inke mooh se! Maan! Kuch toh bolo! Kya main achchi nahi lag rahi?
Kuch toh bolo Maan! But Maan continued to remain silent and Geet continued to pout
in sadness.
Soon the car reached her College party Venue
and Geet got down.
"Geet!",
Maan called out from the car while still looking ahead and Geet who was walking
towards the Party Hall turned around eagerly. Shaayad ab meri Saree ki taarif
karenge! She subconsciously adjusted her Saree pallu in anticipation.
Maan
looked at her, "Jab tumhein nikalna ho, toh mujhe call kar dena! Main tumhein
pick up karne aa jaaunga!"
Geet's
eager face fell down and she nodded while pouting. She turned and started to
walk away.
"Aur
suno!", Maan called and Geet again turned eagerly. Shaayad ab bolenge!
"Agar
maine phone nahi uthaaya toh Dev ko call karna! Main nahi toh woh tumhein pick
up karne aa jaayega!"
Geet
narrowed her eyes in anoyance. Bas yahi bolna tha! Uff!
She
turned to walk away again when Maan spoke up again, "Achcha suno!"
Geet
hated herself for the excitement she felt in her heart. She turned again with
hope only for Maan to say, "Aur mobile kahin bhool mat jaana! Apne paas hi
rakhna! Pata chala koi gadbad hogaya aur tum hum logon ko call bhi nahi kar
paayi kyunki tum mobile kahin bhool gayi thi!"
Geet
was beyond annoyance now. She was bubbling in anger. She stamped her foot,
turned around and walked a few steps when...
"Geet!",
Maan spoke again making Geet huff in anger as she turned around. She stomped
towards him, placed her hands on her hips and rudely shouted, "Kya hai?"
Maan
started the car and gave her a smirk. He spoke in a soft loving voice, "Tum
bahut achchi lag rahi ho! Bahut khoobsurat!" Saying this, he changed the gear
and drove away leaving behind a stupefied Geet.
Geet
stared at the car with her jaw hanging open. Did he just compliment me?
As
Maan drove off, he saw Geet's expression in the sideways mirror and let out a
loud laugh. He loved to annoy her. Ab ghar aao aur lado mujhse, Miss Geet
Handa!
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