Chapter 9

                      Part - 9

Maan holds her hands tight as if she would escape and vanish...

He would never let her go...from his life...he needs her...

Maan keeps staring into her eyes waiting for an answer...

Trying to find out what their new message is...

            What is that Geet is hiding?

Geet couldn't face those powerfull eyes...

What is that they want from her?

They are so demanding, commanding her always...

Yearning for something...yearning for her one look...one smile...

Why do they always follow her like a hawk?

Why is she afraid of them?

Why is she shying away from them?

What is stopping her?

She knows very well that she has no business with this man, she is only concerned about his new abode...one that he is least bothered of, but the one she is so fond of...

That's the only link they share...nothing else...haina babaji?

Geet can't take it anymore...

Geet: chodo mujhe, mujhe dard ho raha hai...

Kaise dard? Ye toh Geet hi jaanthi hai? Dil ka dard...

Maan tries to ease the situation...

Maan: toh tum kab kaam shuru kar rahi ho?

Geet: mujhe aapke saath koi kaam nahi karni

Maan: teek hai, mein koi aur naya architect ko hire kartha hoon

He just leaves his hold...

Geet didn't expect this...

Maan continues...

Maan: mein ek architect ko jaantha hoon, she is the best in town, she is best known for renovations, kehthe hai ki usske haath mein jadu hai, she turns the places into palaces, she just remodels them into new wonders, koi dekhega toh unko lagega ki ye naya hai, bilkul naya, she gives such a new look, but she is a little expensive, she wants to demolish everything she dislikes and wants everything to be upto her standard, tum toh ussko jaanthi hogi, Sameera

Ye naam sunthe hi Geet bahut pareshaan ho jaathi...

She knows Sameera very well...

She is a guest lecturer at her college...

Everyone is crazy about her...specailly the boys...

They just never miss her sessions...

She is known for her innovative ideas and her ultra modern designs...

She always likes changes...

Either her look or her dressing...she keeps changing them everytime...

There is always this buzz around her whenever she makes a visit...

she looks stunning in every look...

The girls are jealous of her and they try to copy her...

Geet likes the past more...

Our heritage, their elegance...their painstaking sillful workmanship...

Their interest in minute details...

Geet knows very well that Sameera would bring her house down within days...

As if there was an earthquake...

She would just convert it into a stylish concrete block, leaving no traces of its present looks...

Erasing Geet's fond memories of that place forevr...

Geet: ek minute, Maan sir

Maan turns back with a victorious smile...

MSK just can't stop smiling when this girl is around...

Maan: kya kaha tumne? Phir se bolo

Geet: woh...ye kaam mein hi karoongi, Sir

Maan: lekhin tum toh mere saath kaam nahi karna chahathi thi

Geet: nahi nahi, aaise koi baat nahi

Maan: pacca?

Geet: haan, pacca

Maan: toh teek hai, kaam kab shuru karogi?

Geet: ek choti si problem hai

Maan: kya?

Geet: mein abhi bhi student hoona? Toh mein sirf weekends mein aasakthi, lekhin mein ek hafthe ka kaam do din mein karloongi

Jitna dhere kaam chalega utna achcha hoga, kyunki Geet utne din Maan ke saath rahegi, haina?

Maan: mujhe koi jaldhi nahi

Geet: par mein jitney jaldhi ho sake utne jaldhi kaam katam karne ki koshsish karoongi

                Maan: meinne kaha na? koi jaldhi nahi hai

              Geet: teek hai, mein Saturday ko aathi hoon

Maan: mein intrezaar karoonga

Geet: thank you Maan sir

Maan: good night

Geet starts her work ...

                She makes some sketches for the interior looks...

She just wants to restore its earlier look...

She recalls the places as they were when she used to stay there with her aunty...

The exteriors just need some cleaning, fixing, shinning and painting...nothing more...

Only the interior looks devastated...without the furnitures and the beautiful collection of paintings and sculptures that aunty brought from different parts of the globe...

But where have all these gone?

That Saturday Geet just searches the whole house for those missing things...

She then finds them in the store room attick...

She climbs the ladder and tires to get them down...

Maan just comes looking for her...

Maan: Geet, tum yahan kya kar rahi ho? woh bhi akhele. Kissi ko saath lekhe aathi?

Geet just turns back to look at Maan...

She tries to show him something...

It looks loke an old clock...

She tires to pull it out if the mess...

She pulls it hard and looses her balance...

She falls off fron the ladder...

Luckily Maan catches hold of her...

Maneet eyelock...

            The clock hangs out of the attick...Geet tries to hold it...

But the clock falls down and breaks into pieces...

Geet jumps off and goes and tries to collect it...

The glass cuts her finger and blood drops from her finger...

Maan rushes to her aid...

He holds her hand and tries to take off the glass piece...

Geet is in tears...she is in pain...

Maan is hurt to see her in pain...

His pain turns into anger...

Maan: Geet, ye tumne kya kiya hai?

Geet doesn't reply...

Maan: pagal ladhki, itna bhi akal nahi hai

Geet starts to cry...

Maan tires to console her...

Maan: Geet, bahut dard hotha hai kya?

Geet nods her head...: haan

Maan lifts her and takes her to his room...

Geet doesn't resist...

Maybe she is in a lot of pain...

Maan puts her on the couch...

He takes the first aid box and starts dressing her cut...

            Geet is still lost in her thoughts...

Tears keeps dropping from her eyes...

Maan: ab kyun ro rahi ho? tumse toh ek paanch saal ki bachi behthar hai, ab dekho kya ho gaya? kissne kaha tumme ye sab karne ki? Mujhse ek bar poochthi toh mein tummare madat kartha, ya kissi ko tummare madat ke liye bhejtha. Lekhin nahi, tum toh hamesha apne manmaani karthi rehthi ho

Geet ko toh kuch bhi sunayi nahi detha...

As soon as Maan finishes his work and leaves her she runs off immediately...

Maan tires to stop her but he couldn't...

Maan:Geet, rukho, kahan jaa rahi ho?

Maan follows her...

She is off to the same store room...

Chandu is cleaning the mess...

Geet: rukhjao, hatto

She pushes him off and tries to assemble it back...

Chandu: madam, ye tootta hai, aapke haath

Maan: Cahndu, tum jao

Maan: Geet, ye kya pagalpan hai?

Geet answers him still crying...

Geet: ye, ye toot gaya, meinne kya kardiya hai? auntyji mujhe kabhi maaf anhi akrenge, haina babaji?

Maan: Geet, ye toh bahut purana hai, abhi toh kaam bhi nahi karega

Geet: ab kaise kaam karega? Babaji, ab mein kya karoon?

Maan: kuch nahi, kuch bhi nahi, samji, aao mere saath

Geet: par ye

Maan: ye toh Chandu saaf karega

Geet: nahi, ye mera hai, koi haath nahi lagega, samje aap

Maan: teek hai, tum yahan beitto

Maan carefully picks up the pieces...

Geet keeps looking at him...

Maan treeis to fix it...

He throws off the broken bits of glasses and puts the remaining parts together...

It's an alarm clock with a cuckoo singing every hour...

Maan: Geet, ye kaise kaam kartha?

Geet snatches it from him and tires to wind the keys...

But no use, it's all broken...

Geet starts crying like a little kid...

Maan pulls her and hugs her...

Maan: Geet, aaise kyun rothi ho? mein issko teek kar saktha hoon

Geet: sachi?

She jumps in joy...

Geet: aapko ye sab patha ahi?

Maan: nahi, mein isse kissi achche antique shop mein dekhe repair kartha hoon

Geet: aajkal aaise masterpiece nahi millega, haina?

Maan: haan

Geet: yahan aur bhi aaise bahut kuch hai, aap aao mere saath

Geet tries to climb up the ladder...

Maan stops her...

Maan: aaj nahi, aaj ke liye yahi khaafi hai, hum kal dekhkenge

Geet: lekhin mujhe aaj hi dekhna hai

Maan: Geet, tumne suna nahi meinne kya kahaa? Chalo, ab hum chalthe hai

Maan forces her out...