Chapter 6
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Untouched Yaadain:
Part 6:
Wedding preparations had been going very well and seriously in Khurana Constructions and in Handa Haveli. Geet was finally allowed out of her house for the first time along with Brij's six guards. They followed her and Pammi everywhere they go. Afraid of losing her or the fear of seeing her run off with someone. What will happen to their "Honor"? After all they can't trust women. As for Maan, he was not at all interested in the preparations, he tried to stay away from the house to devote his time in his office affairs. Ignoring the house and Nayantara. But it didn't bother Nayantara much. But just the part where he stayed in the office very late. Nayantara had done all the preparations by herself. Selecting jewelery and dresses. Making wedding cards and sending them to their posted addresses. Handling as much as little affairs to big affairs. All of the Rasams in Handa Haveli had been going very well. Brij not creating any scene but not either being satisfied by the preparations or Geet. The week went by very fast. The next Friday came very soon bringing many hopes for Maan and Geet. Today they will connect in to a whole new relationship. Their wedding is finally here. Maan vowed to himself billion of times to stay away from her. Not interfering in to her life and not letting her interfere in his life. They're going to be married, but he will surely keep his distances. He's only marrying her just because of that stupid court. Maan kept on reminding himself as if he doesn't trust his intentions. What if his heart betrayed him again? But as for Geet, she had totally different hopes for her new life. She was desperately waiting for this day. She'll have a new life style. She wouldn't have to be afraid of anyone. She'll be free as a bird. I will do everything to please him, vowed Geet. He's my to be husband after all. Who cares if I don't know him or he doesn't know me. We'll figure it out later. .
"Geet! Meri nanand kya ker rahi hai?" Entered Pammi in Geet's room, distracting her from her deep thoughts.
"Kya huwa bhabhi?"
"Geet main tujhe kuch daina chahti hoon." Pammi brings her two hands forward, which were hiding in her duppatta.
"Yeh kya hai bhabhi?" She's holding a red diary with a flower on top, looking very nice.
"Yeh tere liye. Diary hai."
"Bhot pyari hai. But bhabhi yeh kis liye? I mean aap kyun dai rahay ho?" Confused Geet trying to find a reason behind her little surprise gift.
"Daikh Geet, jab teri shaadi ho gi, tu ne to Delhi chalay jana hai, Maan ji ke saath. To wahan pe main nahin hoon gi. Tune apni koi bhadas nikaalni ho ya phir ainviyi apni dil ki baat kerni ho. To yeh diary le le. Is main apnay dil ka haal likh laina." Geet smiled and gave Pammi a huge hug.
"Per Geet tujhe is ki zaroorat to nahi honi. Itni achi teri nanand hai Nayantara ji, aur itna handsome husband. Tu apni dil ki baat unse kare gi." Teases Pammi, while elbowing Geet, which made her blush.
"Per phir bhi agar is ki zaroorat padhay to is main likh laina."
"Thank you bhabhi. Sach main aap bilkul meri maa ki tarha ho. Kitna khayal rakhtay ho!" Geet again hugged Pammi tightly.
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"Maan! Tayyar huwe?" Screamed Nayantara from downstairs. All of the guests were waiting for Maan to make his hero wali entry in the corridor. Maan specifically ordered Nayantara not to invite much guests other than maybe 6-10 people. According to Maan's philosophy, more guests equals more confusion. But Nayantara wouldn't listen to him. She invited the whole Muhalla. Office staff, her latest to old friends. Which she haven't even seen them in 100 years. Maan is in his room, trying to wear the Sherwani which Nayantara strictly told him to wear.
"Yeh Di bhi na! Agar kuch pehanwana tha to Dress pant or coat pehna daiti. Yeh kya Sherwani meri haathon main thaam di!?"
"Maan?!" Nayantara screamed for the 10th time. Annoyed Nayantara went upstairs to Maan's room to check on him.
"Maan kya ker rahay ho? Sab wait ker rahay hain!" Nayantara said after knocking on his door.
Maan opens the door and Nayantara was in awe to see Maan in the same dress shirt and pants, when he came back from Khurana Construction.
"Maan! Abhi tak tumne change nahi kiya?!" Nayantara screamed but in whisper.
"Di, how could I? Yeh mujhe bhot mushkilon se fit ho raha hai!"
"Acha, thairo, hum Adi ko bulate hain. Woh aap ki madad kerain gain. Ab hum to nahin ker saktay na. Theek hai?"
"What? Adi ko? Really Di?! No!"
Nayantara leaves without hearing his pleads. In 5 seconds, Adi comes up. He was fearful of Maan's reaction to see him. Adi kept on thinking, Loug kya sochay gain? Dostaana part 2 to nahin? Nahin nahin! Shutup Adi. Adi knocks on Maan's door. Irritated Maan yells, "Aa jao!!" Adi gulps down.
"S-sir aap k-ko meri madat chahiye thi!"
"Haan! Woh, mujhe yeh Sherwani pehni hai."
Adi hesitantly nods.
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After 10 minutes, Adi came down along with the most awaited Groom. Nayantara looked at Maan and couldn't believe that this is his brother. Looking stunningly in black Sherwani. Maan is talking on the phone as he descend the staircase. Nayantara rolled her eyes at him. Nayantara snatches his phone as soon as he came near her.
"Aaj yeh phone mere paas rahay ga."
"Di?!"
Nayantara shows her hand to Maan.
"Chaliye sab. Baraat le ker chaltay hain."
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"Geet?! Tayyar ho gayi? Aanay walay hain baraati."
Pammi enters Geet's room. And was totally mesmerized to see Geet in red Lehnga.
"Wah Geet! Bhot hi beautiful lag rahi ho! Nazar na lagay kisi ki. Specially Maan ji ki."
Pammi elbows and Geet chuckles.
"Bhabhi woh loug aa gaye hain! Geet ko neeche lai aayen!" Screamed someone from downstairs.
"Chal Geet." As Geet was leaving the room, she looked back once at the room. This room had been her best friend, who would gave her shelter. A place to weep, whine, and take out her anger. Now it's time to say good bye forever indeed. But she doesn't need this room anymore. She's getting married and her new house would be much much better than this one. Living here was like living in hell but living there would be like living in heaven. A tear escaped her eye but she quickly wiped it before Pammi could see it.
"Chaliye Bhabhi." Some girls came in the room to help Geet descend the stairs. Some holding her Lehnga from behind and some from the side. Not letting it touch the floor. Maan was staring vacantly at his to be bride when she came downstairs. But looked at the opposite side immediately. Cursing at his intentions.
"Geet ko Maan ke saath bitha de." Ordered Darji.
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The ceremony went very well. Maan and Geet became one. Their name connected in to one: Maaneet! Through out the ceremony Brij glared at them two, wanting to jump on Maan and strangle Geet to death. But Darji held him back. It was finally time to leave the Handa Haveli for ever. During the Ruksati, Pammi and Geet cried so much. Not wanted to leave each other. After all Pammi treated Geet as her daughter and friend. She was always there for Geet when she needed her. During her sorrows and if there were any, then happiness too. Maan was irritated and wanted to leave as soon as possible. He's been standing there since 10 minutes, waiting for Geet's little crying session to be over.
"These women!" Maan whispered under his breath. Why are they hugging each other as if they'll never ever meet. She's just leaving the house, Not this world for God's sake!! Geet slowly hugged everyone which irritated Maan more. Maan was boiling from inside. Each and every slow action of Geet would make him more frustrated and irritated. He had it enough. He forcefully made Nayantara sit in the car. And made his way to Geet through the chaotic crowd. He held her hand before she could hug the next person in line.
"Bas Geet. Ho gaya! Chalo!" He took her away from the crowd. Geet was weeping. But Maan wouldn't stop. His stop was at Khurana Mansion. He forcefully threw Geet in the car.
"Maan yeh kya battameezi hai?!" Yelled Nayantara. Maan ignored her and started to drive. Geet still trying hard to take everything in, what just happened as she was crying. Nayantara held her and hugged her. Feeling sorry for her already.
Throughout their journey, Maan was constantly driving, Nayantara sleeping and Geet looking out the window. Seeing the dark clouds hiding the moon, and the heavy rain drops matching her tears.Just like the weather, her life is dull. No chance of any light, just simple darkness and nothing else. The more she thinks about her new life ahead, the more she would cry. Why me?! Why!? Hoping to have her answer from this silence. But nothing. It seemed everyone is deaf. Not wanna answer her questions. Sometimes she would steal glances of Maan. Disbelieving her fate. Is this new house be same as Handa Haveli? Will she have to create her new room as her friend. Why did he react like this? Fear men? Live just like a slave? She wanted to be free just like a bird. But she forgot that birds end up living in cages. Have to isolate themselves from this world and freedom. Will her dreams shatter? Will they really shatter? She was desperately waiting for her answers. Her new house will answer all of her questions and leave any of her confusion. Or maybe her doubts too. Maan would also steal glances of Geet from the rear view mirror. Seeing her cry. For just one instinct, he wanted to go back there, wipe her tears and hug her. For one second he had a feeling of remorse. But then it was washed off. She's not my responsibility, came in the play.
After two long hours, Geet was exhausted. She didn't go to sleep at all. By the time she closed her eyes to doze off, Maan honked the cars, the car stood outside the Khurana Mansion, motionless. Waiting for the doors to open automatically.
"Hum pohnch gaye?" Nayantara sleepily said while yawning. Maan parked the car and frustratingly got out.
"Nakul! Gadi main se fazool samaan nikaal laina." That fazool part was referred to Geet's luggage. Geet heard his statement and was heartbroken. Kaisa aadmi hai? Thought Geet. Nayantara got out of the car and helped Geet.
"Well welcome to our new house! Aray Maan tum kahan chale! Idher aao. Abhi kuch rasmain baki hain!" Maan rolled his eyes. At this time of night, she wants to do some stupid and meaningless Rasams!
"Di, Normal people go off to sleep at this time. It's 1:00 am." But Nayantara was not listening to his protests. However, Geet was. She was slowly shattering from inside. Trying to gather he courage and confidence. Not sure if she had married the right guy.
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Flashback Ends!
Anjali had tears in her eyes. How could he be so cruel to her? An innocent girl? She felt disgusted. As for Maan, he also had tears in his eyes. Cursing himself for being such an animal to Geet. His Geet!
"Anjali, she didn't deserved me! Nobody deserves me! She is an angel and I was a wild animal."
Anjali tried to console Maan. "Look Maan, what you did to Geet was very bad! And let me be honest here. My feelings are changing for you. When I first saw you, I felt bad for you. Your condition! But who could tell a guy like you has a lot of different layers hidden inside.You treated her like an animal. I already feel bad for her. Khair, continue with your story."
Maan could totally agree with her. He was so cruel to her. He's worse than an animal. Maan started telling his story.
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Flashback starts!
After an hour or so, All of the guests had left and Geet was sent to her room before Maan which frustrated him more.
Geet opened the door to her new room and almost collapsed. "Yeh to aik poora ghar lag raha hai!" Geet roamed around in her new room. Touching the belongings in her room. And would quickly take her hands back as if they will bite back. "Is kamre main aik poori family araam se reh sakta hai. Aur itna bada kamra sirf unka! Wow!"
Her luggage was placed in that room. In the middle of the room was a massive bed decorated with flowers. It looked so beautiful. On the bed, flower petals (roses) were shattered everywhere. She sat on them, her lehnga covering almost half of the bed. She hid her face under her ghoongat. And then she heard the door knob turn. Maan rushed in the room. As if it has been so long, he hasn't seen his room. Maan was preparing himself for a good night sleep. He almost forgot that there's someone in the room waiting for him. He went straight in the bathroom to change without even gazing once at Geet. Maan came out in his sleeping dress, black sweats and a loose-fitting shirt.
As soon as he came near the bed, seeing Geet like this mesmerized him for 6 seconds or less. But then came back to his senses.
"What the hell are you doing?!"
When he heard no response, he shouted again. Maybe she didn't hear him properly. Now he will make sure she will.
"Get up! And go change. Mere sir main dard ho raha hai. And I am not interested in seeing you all dressed up. If you wanna sleep then go change if not then that's fine with me. But get up from this bed and let me peacefully sleep!"
Geet didn't know what to do. Why is he shouting at me. Flustered Geet got up to go and change. But she lost her balance, thanks to her extremely long and heavy Lehenga, she fell. Which gave Maan another excuse to yell.
"Agar kapdon ko sahi sambhalna nahi aata to is tarha ke kapde kyun pehnti ho! These women!"
Geet stood like a statue. "Ab sari raat idher Statue of Liberty ki tarha khadi rehna hai. Jao yahan se!"
Geet went straight to the bathroom. She looked at herself from the mirror. Her cheeks were flooding from tears. Red eyes, ruining her eye make up. Kya mere naseeb main pyaar nahi likha? Kya mere naseeb main dard aur dukh hi likhaye gaye hain?! Why this unfairness!? Frustrated Geet took off her bangles and threw them on the floor. Took off her jewelery and threw them on the shelf. She placed her hands on her face to console her self. But nothing happened. She ended up crying more. "Kya mere naseeb main her mard se darna likha huwa hai?!"
Her heart was broken in to billion of pieces. How could she forget, men are the same! They love showing their power to women.
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