Chapter 5
Untouched Yaadain:
Part 5:
"Aaj se theek 2 saal pehle..."
-Flashback- (Past)
"Maan chaliye na!" Nayantara said while pulling her arrogant brother by his arms."Di please! You know I am not interested in these kind of things. Aap behtar jaanti ho gi. I trust you Di!" He said while trying to free his arms. "Lo! Dulhan aapki aur daikhne jaon main? You don't make sense Maan! Chaliye!"
"Per office?" Maan tried his level best to protest. "Aik din nahin jao ge to tala nahi lag jaye ga office ko." Nayantara tried to reason with her spoiled brother. Maan sighed. He knew he couldn't do anything now. Once his Di makes a decision, there's no such thing as changing her decision. "Fine Di. Kahan jana hai?" Nayantara claps her hands in excitement as if she has won a lottery.
"Hoshiyarpur." After seeing her brothers weird face, she adds, "We'll be back soon na!"
"Let's hope that." Maan whispers under his breath as they exit the Khurana Mansion. It was very quiet in the car. Maan busy with his best friend, Phone, And Nayantara busy over thinking regarding Maan's future. Kaisi ho gi woh? Tasveer main to bhot beautiful lag rahin thi. Per in person? Maan ka khayal rakhay gi? Nakhray wali to nahin ho gi? Mera khayal rakhay gi? Ghar? All of these questions were arousing in her mind, bothering her enough. Agar woh zayada nakhre dikhaye gi na to humain seedha kerna aata hai."Ghee seedhe ungli se na nikle to ungli taidi kerni padhti hai!" Nayantara unknowingly voiced her thought. In response Maan finally removes his gaze from his phone to her Di and makes a confused face and asks "What Di?" Nayantara didn't know what to answer. "Uhhh. kuch nahin Maan. Waisay tumhari hone wali dulhan ka naam Geet Handa hai." Nayantara said to shift his thoughts from her statement to Geet Handa."She's very simple yet beautiful. Tumhay pata hai Maan ke woh..."
"Di please, Maine aap se poocha?" Maan interrupts and sighs. Nayantara makes a face.
After 2 long hours:
They reached Handa Haveli. Nayantara was very impressed by the Haveli.She was staring vacantly at the Haveli as if it was hers. While Maan had his gaze fixed on his cell phone. Trying to operate his office work through his phone.
"Wow kitna khubsurat hai na. Maan daikhiye na!" Irritated Maan looks up. "Hmmm. Bas theek hi hai. 10 ya 15 crore main yeh haveli bik sakti hai."
"Unbelievable!" Nayantara couldn't believe his brother. She knew he was interested in 'business' and deals but he's trying to sell his in laws haveli woh bhi sirf 10 ya 15 crore main. Ugh! "Maan hum tumhay haveli dikhane nahin aaye aur nahi humne tumse is haveli ka daam poocha. Hum tumhay ladki dikhaane aaye hain. Geet Handa for God's sake." Nayantara emphasizes just in case if he had forgotten. They walk in. Nayantara has a welcoming smile on her face while Maan is again busy with his phone. The big door opens of the Haveli. Coming out of the door is an old man, Daarji, with his grandson, Brij, along with some other family members.
"Welcome ji welcome!" Said Darji all cheerfully. Brij has his evil eyes fixed on Maan. Trying to find any mistakes in him that he can blurt out and cancel this wedding proposal. From the start, he was against this marriage. Somehow he didn't like Maan as soon as he saw his picture. But Darji reasoned with him to shut up. He didn't like the way he is on the phone, or walking, and or talking. Nothing! Basically he's jealous that Geet will end up in a place where there are 100 of servants for everything. 5-6 cars, a huge mansion. Everything a man or woman would dream to have. Her dream is becoming her reality. And he never wants to see her sister happy. All he gave her was pain and sorrow since the day she was born.
They all settled down in a living room. Nayantara ordered Maan to put away his phone or else. He makes a face and puts it away. He looks around when his gaze stops on Brij. He was staring at him and Maan was staring back. He didn't know why though. Darji notices Brij starting at Maan.
"Oye Brij. Ja bahar ja. Wahan pe Kundra Saab aan walay hain. Thodi jayi business aali gallan ker lay." He shoos Brij away just to prevent any drama. He was pretty sure he would do something wrong as usual. Darji wanted Geet to leave this Haveli. She was very young when her parents passed away in an accident. Since that day Darji had to accept her in his haveli. Now she's 18 years old and becoming a burden on his shoulders. He wants her gone from this haveli. He is just like Brij or rather Brij is just like Darji. He never loved Geet purely. Maybe faked love. Brij would beat her up while Darji would stand aside and watch the show. He always had some strict rules which every woman in the haveli must follow. Or rather Geet and her Bhabi must follow the rules. Brij never loved his wife. He knows that she is his duty and that's it! Any women in the haveli can't even raise their voice. They'll be responsible for their own wrong doings or any doings let it be right or wrong. For Brij and Darji, everything is wrong. They would have sent Geet to Anaathasham but the society came in the play. They didn't want their "honor" to spring in the air like rain drops. That's why they tolerated Geet all this time.
Maan looked around the house. He may not be interested in these relationships or proposals. But still somewhere in his heart he was craving to see a glimpse of his to be bride. How will she look like? He has never seen her picture. Her picture is probably still in his room on the side table untouched. Nayantara placed it there for him to see but he refused. He's doing this only for that stupid court. He shouldn't be interested in these things. And he never will. But why? Why now is his heart betraying him?
"Ji. Woh hamari to be bhaabi kahan hai? Unko please le ker aaye na." Nayantara broke the silence. Darji faked smiles and nods at Geet's bhaabi, Pammi. She disappears behind the doors to get Geet.
"Geet! Tayyar ho gayi?" When Pammi entered the room, she was mesmerized. "Waah Geet. Bhot hi woh kya kehtay hain haan Beautiful lag rahi ho! Hayee nazar na lagay meri nanand ji ko!" Geet hugs Pammi tightly. She starts sobbing. "Mujhe shaadi nahi kerni bhaabi! Abhi nahin!" Pammi tries to console her Nanand. "Aray pagli. Tujhe to khush hona chahiye tu is ghar se hamesha hamesha ke liye ja rahi hai. Yeh ghar aik ghar nahin balke aik taikhaana hai. Jisme aik dafa koi ander aa gaya woh ander hi phas gaya. Jis tarha main. Tujhe to itna acha mouka mil raha hai to tu kyun zaya ker rahi hai."
"Per bhaabi mujhe aap ko chod ke nahin jana. Please."
"Daikh Geet is main na main kuch ker sakti hoon na tu. To is se behtar hai ke tu apni taqdeer ko kabool ker le!" Geet sobs and holds her bhaabi's hands tightly as if not planning to let it go any time soon. "Chal Geet. Neechay chalain. Saray wait ker rahay hain. Chal na." After giving her final touch up, Geet and her bhaabi go down.
Everyone looks towards the door, entering a princess wearing red sari with light makeup and jewelry. Maan mesmerize. He couldn't take his eyes off until his Di elbowed him. He came back to his senses and turned his way on the opposite way. What the hell were you thinking Maan? Tu apna sense kaisay kho betha Maan? Just remember! Yeh shaadi sirf aur sirf us court ki wajah se ho rahi hai. Maan had probably lost count on how many times he had cursed the court. Just because of them he now have to tolerate this girl.
"Geet aap idher aaye mere paas aa ke baithiye." Nayantara said and eyeing Maan to scoot over. Maan in return shows his big eyes but at the end scoots over. Geet comes and sits in between Nayantara and Maan. Maan and Geet, both feeling very discomfortable.
"Geet, aap kya kerti hain. I mean education?"
"Ji main college main hoon. First year." Geet said very low enough for only Nayantara and Maan to hear. As if she's scared of Darji hearing her voice and maybe slapping her right there if she said something wrong.
"Oh. That's good!"
Nayantara kept on asking Geet some formal questions which Geet usually replied by shaking her head or nodding it. Maan tried to ignore the questions and answers session between his sister and Geet. Maan looked everywhere but at Geet. He scooted all the way at the corner of the sofa, creating some distance between him and her. "Beta mere paas aa ke baith." Darji said in his sweet voice yet ordering voice to Maan. Geet was surprises to hear Darji's sweet voice which she never heard. Maan looked at Nayantara and rolled his eyes. Nayantara blinked her eyes once at him to indicate to go NOW! Maan got up and sat next to Darji. In return Darji placed his hand on his shoulder which made Maan flinch a little, not used to these kind of stuff. Nobody ever touched him except of course his sister and dad. "Beta ji aap kya kertay hain?" "Main.. I have my own business, Khurana Constructions." Darji understood half but still smiles at his response. Darji kept on asking some IQ questions trying to check Maan's IQ level. As for Geet, she would peak a little to see her future husband. To her he looked like a macho man. Sitting straight up, hands placed on his legs, cellphone in his hand. Shades hanging out of his shirt. Akdu! She whispered very low to herself and giggled. But nobody witnessed this sight of her.
"Maan puttar, aap shaadi kyun kerna chahtay hain?" Nayantara knew Maan is gonna say something that will end him up a total Kunwara. They have total right to know the truth. Maan thought.
"Woh actually court..."
"Kya Maan. Darji is umer main her mard ko josh chadta hai shaadi ka. Bas Maan bhi usi ka shikaar ho gaye hain. Aik din mujhe kehnay lagay ke Di please main ab aur kunwara nahin rehna chahta aur bas meri liye aik ladki dhoonde. To bas!" Nayantara eyed Maan not to say anything about his real reason behind this marriage. And he couldn't do anything but listen to her. Otherwise who knows what Di would do. Maan kept quiet. Geet giggled and Maan looked at her and smiled. It was not gone missed by Nayantara.
"So Darji hamari taraf se done hai ji. Matlab humari taraf se haan hai."
"To baita ji jab aap ne faisla ker liya hai to hum kya keh saktay hain. Hamari taraf se bhi done hai."
"Great. Humain thodi jaldi hai shaadi ki. To next week ki shaadi ka kya khayal hai."
Darji smiled and simply nodded.
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Nayantara and Maan sat in the car quietly.
"Di aap ko haan kernay ki itni jaldi kyun thi?"
"Uff ho Maan ladki mujhe achi lagi aur tumhay bhi achi lagi thi. I caught your smile once."
Before Maan could protest Nayantara again spoke. "Nahin Di aap ko ghalat faimi huwi hai." Nayantara mimicked Maan. "Oh please Maan now don't lie."
"You're impossible Di. By the way, why didn't you let me tell them about the court and stuff."
"You are budhu Maan. Aisay kabhi kisi ki shaadi nahi huwi! ! Agar tum woh wali baat ker laitay na to tumhari to kabhi shaadi na hoti. Aur hum apni bhaabi ko daikhne ke liye taras jaatay." Nayantara placed her hand on her forehead as if it would be very hard to tolerate that moment.
"You're over acting Di." Nayantara punched him on his shoulder.
"Chalo ab Delhi ja ker shaadi ki tayaari kerni hai! Uff bhot kaam hai!"
Precap: Maan and Geet's shaadi or??????
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