Chapter 7

17th Feb 1997
Khurana Mansion, 8pm
Mohinder came to KM with Geet... so, tomorrow you are leaving young man... yes... when will you be back... may be diwali or next year vacations IDK when it depends... MK ... bolo Geetu Rani... aap jaa rahe ho... um... mera bhi admission wahi karva do... stupid girl tum yahin parho DPS main... I am going to Banglore... why... mom has taken a job there and Chachi said she will make me coem to her... she can not force you to leave your papa... she can it's something about that a mother has more right over kids like that... these adults are ridiculous... yes... when will you go... once I complete my class here... from 2nd on I will be there with her... she won't stay here at Delhi... no she is probably going for divorce... what, u know what is divorce... yes something where parents live seperatly like we will be living at different places... hey Geetu with us that is not the thing, divorce mean s they will no linger be husband and wife they can get married to some other person... oh like... um... so we live seperately is not divirce ... no... sachchi... muchchi
Geet left with her papa with teary eyes and hugged Maan, Prabha, and Dev agagin and again.. Vicky stayed away from her as she took all Maan's attention

19th April 1997
Nanny aunty dekho yeh card achcha lag raha hain... yes, very nice... par gift kya do... that piolet pen you brought last week... but I gave him parker on V Day... so what he is studying he will need many pens... ok... can I also add those cookies that you helped me make... ok... kal yaad se morning mein Daadi ko de dena wo... kyo.. ofha Maa is going by evening to Panchgani she will take them... oh

20th April 1997
what is this... wo Geet baby ne Maanji ki B'day ke liye bheja hain... achcha... kal unka B'day hain na kal... Savitri smiled ok

21st April 1997
Panchgani
Happy Birth day... thanks Maa... will you not open the gifts... later maa..Geet ka bhi hain... which one... this one... (he grabbed it then kept it) will open later... she made cookies for you and have asked me to ask you how are they... um.. what um kholo aur khake batao... he opened showing a sif it doesnot matter but his eyes were glowing, he took one cooki and said achchi hain... will you not share with your freinds... no Maa she made them for me, she might have been practicing since long I won't share... Maan bad manners... no ways she is so small still she made them and I only I get to eat them... ok baba itna hyper kyo ho rahe ho... Maa how is she?... same to same... say thanks to her... give it in writting I will give her... ok (and he wrote thankyou miss you and cookies were very nice well baked and thanks for the pen I really liked it) yeh leegiye...