Chapter 7
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Untouched Yaadain:
Part 7:
After what seemed like an hour for Geet, she came out. Hoping to find him asleep. She peeked out, when seeing the path is clear, she came out. She was now wearing her sleeping dress, white shalwar kameez with polka dots on the kameez. Her tears were still coming. As if they decided to not stop at all. Geet then remembered her Bhabhi's gift, the diary. She couldn't say anything to Nayantara and definitely not to Maan. She took out her diary and opened it to the first page. And started writing whatever came in her mind. About her destiny, her arrogant husband. What her life be? Spending all night alone and writing in her diary while crying silently so her husband doesn't wake up.
Morning came very soon. It was 7:30 am. Geet sleeping on the chair, her head resting on the table, her diary squashed under her head. She's still holding the pen. Shivering from the cold. After all Maan had the AC full on.
"Kya masla hai? Itni thand! main kya keroon. So ja Geet!" Geet blabbering in her sleep. Maan wakes up hearing Geet blabber At first confused on to what was going around him but then Geet's voice made ir clear that it was his so called wife. Maan looks at the time and gets up quickly as he's getting late for the office. And today is the day when he will finally become the MD of Khurana Constructions. All of his dreams will finally come true. He will be finally called The MD of Khurana Constructions in his office. He will sit in his Dad's chair. Employees would look at him as a Boss.Nobody would dare to question him nor order.
"Dad, I finally did it!" Maan whispers, looking up to the roof, as if his Dad can hear and see him. He smiles and then looks back down to see his wife still blabbering to herself. Maan rolled his eyes. Whenever he sees her, he gets more frustrated. Just want to go up to her and divorce her. But again the court comes into his mind. "Shaadi ki hai, tolerate to kerna padhay ga na!" Maan said to himself. He went up to her. First he hesitated to touch her. Tried waking her up by calling her, Suno! Or Geet! But when it didn't work, he had no choice but to touch her arm to wake her up. And he did. "Geet! Get up! Now!" He yelled. Geet got up in less than a second. Hearing his angry voice, anybody wouldn't even dare to not get up.
"J-ji?" Geet said in her sleepy voice. Her neck was all in pain.
"What is this nonsense!? Don't you know I wake up at 7 am. Di ne nahin bataya? Well thanks to you I am getting late for my office."
Geet just looked at him yelling at him. She, lost in her own world. How can he be so cruel? Bhabhi ne kaha tha jo loug khadoos hotay hain, un ke saath zaroor kuch na kuch ghalat hota hai. Thought Geet. But what? Khair mennu ki? Unko daantne se fursat mile toh tab main un se kuch poochon?
"Hello? Earth to Geet!" Maan pushes Geet slightly to make her come back to this World.
"Main kafi dair se buk buk ker raha hoon. Aur tum apni dunya main magan ho?"
"No no main sun rahi thi."
"Oh really? Then what did I just say?" She was caught. She didn't know what he was saying. And if she said something wrong then he would again yell at her for not listening. And Maan knew she was not listening but he just wanted to hear what she's gonna say. He folded his arms up to his hard chest.
"W-woh aap keh rahay the.." Geet trailed off.
"Exactly! You don't know what I was saying. Whatever. Go make breakfast for me. Suno Di ko bilkul bhi nahin uthana."
Geet nodded.
"Ab idher khadi huwi kyun ho. Get out! These women! You all are the same. Now go!"
A tear escaped Geet's eyes and it was not gone missed my Maan.
"Lo! Thoda sa daant diya to in ke aansu nahin rukte! Let me make one thing clear. These fake tears of yours will never melt my heart! You understand! Now go! I am already getting late for my office."
"Aap aaj o-office jain gain?" Geet hesitantly asked and regretted it as soon as those words left her mouth. And Maan got one more excuse to yell at her.
"So?! You don't interfere in my matters! Apni Aoukat main raho! You understand! Daikho! Tum itne alaashaan ghar main rehti ho. Servants everywhere. Itna bada ghar. Aur main tumhara pati. Jis ke paas itna bada business empire hai. Now. Any girl would die for your position. Tumhare Hoshiyarpur se to behtar yeh jaga hai. Oh and one more thing, sure you're my wife. But maine tumhay dil se kabool nahi kiya. So technically my brain and heart has not accepted you. You stay out of my space and I will stay out of yours. And one more thing, Di is my everything. Don't even think about hurting her. Tum apna kaam khud kero gi and will not order my Di to do it. Have I made myself clear?"
Geet looks down and nods. "Oh and yeah Welcome to Hell Mrs. Geet Khurana!" He lastly said. Geet, not sure how to react. He doesn't accept me as his wife?! Then why did he marry me in the first place???
Asking these questions now will worsen the situation. So it's better to shut her mouth now so to prevent any more drama. Geet silently exited her room. Not even looking once back at that beast.
"He has no heart! Pathar jaisa dil hai unka!" Geet goes straight to the kitchen and sees Nayantara making something. His words replayed in her mind, "Di is my everything! Don't even think about hurting her."
Di ke liye itna pyaar aur mere liye?Geet wipes her tears and makes a happy face. She walks up to Di.
"Good Morning Di! Aray yeh kya aap subha subha kaam ker rahi hain. Jain aap. Main kerti hoon na."
"Aray aap itni subha subha jaag gayi hain. Chalo. Woh actually saray servants ko maine chutti dai di hai. Maine kaha ab meri bhaabhi ghar aa gayi hai, humain servants ki kya zaroorat hai? Am I right?"
Geet was somehow hurt from her words. Servants ko chuti dai di cause I am here. So mujhe servant ki tor pe le ker aaye hain?
"J-ji Di." That was all she could say to her words.
"Chalo Geet ab hum chalte hain. Ok. Aap phir naashta bana dijiye ga."
"Ji Di."
"Aur haan agar kisi kaam ki help chahiye na, to woh Nakul ko keh daina. Woh apne quarter main soya huwa ho ga. Sirf us ko chutti nahi di. He's an expert in house works. So you won't have any problems. Ok main chalti hoon. Aur haan halwa to zaroor banana. It's my favorite."
"Ji Di."
Nayantara was about to leave when Geet calls her name.
"Di?"
"Haan bolo."
"Woh, yeh office kyun ja rahay hain? I mean shaadi ki doosre din se hi office join?"
"Oh. Geet, Maan is just like that. Ab woh aap ke aane se to apni routines change nahin kerain gain na. Agar woh office jana band ker dain gain to phir is ghar ka kya ho ga. You know what I mean."
Geet nodded. And Nayantara left the room. Geet started cooking. She made Halwa for Nayantara. And omlet with paratha for Maan as she didn't know what are his likes and dislikes.
Maan came down in a rush, while Geet was setting the table.
"Itni dair laga rahi ho. Hurry up! I am getting late just cause of you!" Geet gets scared and pours a glass of orange juice for him with parathas and omlet quickly. Maan looks at it and then back at her.
"What is this?"
"Nashta?"
"Oh really. I don't eat this!" Maan pushes the food away from him while his anger rage increases. And Geet was shaking, afraid of him getting up and yelling at her or maybe slapping her this time. But she shouldn't be scared. She should be used to this hysteria now. Why she's scared? This will not be the first time when someone slaps her or tortures her. But something was going wrong in her heart. As if her heart was drowning in an ocean of love, waiting for someone to pull her up to the shore safely.
"You're the only mistake that I've ever made! Our relationship is a mistake. I shouldn't have married you. I should have married one of my fans who are dying to be in your position. At least they'll know my likes and dislikes!" Saying that he rushed out of the house leaving Geet in more awe and tears. Not knowing what did she ever do to be in this position. She wiped her tears as Nayantara entered the kitchen.
"Yeh Maan kyun chilla rahay the?"
"Woh. nashta..." Geet trailed off, and Nayantara knew what had happened.
"Oh Geet, tumhay khayal kerna chahiye. Maan bhot moody hai. In ko yeh parathe and juice bilkul pasand nahi hai. Tumhay itna to pata hona chahiye na, ke bade ghar ke loug parathe nahin khaate. Khair is main tumhara bhi kasoor nahi hai. I mean what can you expect from a small town girl. Anyway, mera halwa kahan hai? Ban gaya hai na?"
Geet simply nods and hands Nayntara her Halwa. Confused on to what had happened to Nayantara? Why this sudden change? She seemed very caring. But has she misunderstood her just like she misunderstood Maan? Is she really like that? Haan jab bhai aisa to behan bhi to aisi ho gi na.
"Ok Geet, I am going to my room. Meri favorite movie lagi huwi hai. Kitchen saaf ker chuki na to zara Nakul ki help ker daina. Woh shaadi ka ghar tha to gand bhot hai, so just help him. Phir tumhari bhabhi bhi aane wali hon gi na. So mujhe bula laina. Ok."
Nayantara leaves while Geet fighting back her tears. Maybe their nature is just like this? Agar meri jagah koi aur hoti to uske saath bhi yehi sab hota. Or maybe they both are just not used to me. Shaid kuch dinon baad sab theek ho jaye. So stop crying Geet! Geet cleans the kitchen and goes to Nakul, asking for any help he needs. He just says no but she refuses to listen to him, and starts cleaning the house.
After an hour or so, Geet and Nakul has finished working. Nakul confused as to why only a day old dulhan is working. But didn't wanna ask cause he's just a servant. Nayantara has not even stepped outside her room. But the television's volume can witness that she's very busy watching her favorite movie. Geet goes back to her room to get ready. As her bhabhi is about to come. She wears a blue sari along with some heavy jewelery. Trying her best to control her tears as didn't wanna worry bhabhi. The door bell rings and Geet runs downstairs to open it. Pammi along with some guards stood before her. Pammi holding a tray full of their Nashta. Nashta included Geet's favorite dishes. Geet smiles and hugs Pammi.
"Bhabi! Aap ko maine bhot miss kiya tha!"
"Maine bhi tujhe bhot miss kiya. Tere baghair rehne ki adat nahi hai na. Bas jaise subha huwi maine tere veer ji se minnate ki to bas main aa gayi."
"Aur koi nahi aaya bhabi?" Geet asks while looking here and there for her "other" family members.
"Nahin woh actually Darji ko kaam tha aur tere veer ji ko bhi." Geet's face drops. What else can she expect from them. Chalo at least Bhabi is here!
"Geet ander nahi aane de gi ya phir saare sawal idher kerne hain."
Geet invites Pammi in. When she sees the house from inside, she almost drops the tray but thankfully Geet got hold of it before she could drop it. Pammi's mouth open. Trying to recollect herself.
"Waaah! Geet, itna bada ghar! Teri to mauje ho gayi!!"
"Haan ghar bada hai kaash unka dil bhi bada hota." Geet whispers to herself.
"Kya kaha Geet?"
"Kuch nahi Bhabi! Aaiye na aap baithe. Nakul, please Di ko bula lain." Geet and Pammi talks non stop. But Geet doesn't tell Pammi about her husband's and Nanand ji's behavior. One asked, where is Maan? Geet just replies that he is a very busy man. So he had to go as his office staff called him urgently. Nakul goes upstairs to call Nayantara but she refuses to come downstairs as she's tired right now.
At 2 pm, Pammi leaves. She kept on waiting for Nayantara to come down but unfortunately she was sleeping. Dishearten, Geet goes back to her room. Bhabhi couldn't even stay for the reception. As Brij kept on calling her and ordering to leave, she had no choice but to listen to him. Geet waits for Maan to come home. Bored Geet turned on the tv. And she was shocked to see her husband on television giving an interview. Some show name, "Business Tips!" Maan was the guest. He unexpectedly got a call from Business Tips, inviting him to their show today. Maan had to go there as it will make a good impression on his business. The host asked some rare questions about his business. And Maan kept on asking.
"Acha Mr. Khurana please tell us, aapki jo ab position hai Khurana Constructions main as MD, woh kis tarha huwi? I mean how did you end up being a MD of Khurana Constructions?"
For one instinct he felt like saying, Geet his wife. Because of her he could finally be in this position. But he kept quite. Instead he said, "It's my hard work that has payed off. And of course my Di has played the main role in my achievement."
"Oh nice. Mr. Khurana, Udhti udhti khabar aayi hai ke you got married? Is it true?" Who told them? Who ever did will pay for it later. He never wanted his personal life to be discussed in his business matters. But now he can't hide it.
"I don't like people asking my personal life questions. This is Business show so talk about business." The host felt a little offended but didn't argue. After some more questions the show's time was over. And boy, was Maan glad about that. He felt kinda uncomfortable. But he shouldn't be. He's done this many times. Giving interviews, etc. But why this weird feeling inside. As if he's guilty about something. Maybe guilty about him not telling the truth about his wife. What she did for him. If she wouldn't be here as his wife, then he would have never gotten the position of MD. But again, he forcefully pushed the feelings aside and left the place.
Geet was still looking at the screen. But the show was over. The host had bid adios 5 minutes ago. But Geet was still staring at the screen. Her husband on television. She then noticed how popular he is in media. Geet finally got up and left to get ready for the reception. Nayantara was still in her room. Probably sleeping. She couldn't wait to see her husband. Maybe what happened last night was just a bad dream. Maybe he wasn't feeling well and had to go off to sleep. She freshened her self. It was now 8 pm. Geet went to Nayantara's room. She was now awake.
"Di, aap tayyar nahi huwi?"
"Kyun Geet. Kya huwa? Kahin jana hai?"
"Woh, reception?"
"Oh. Maan ne tumhay nahi bataya. Usne strictly mana kiya hai. No reception he said. So I had to agree with him."
"Oh." Was all Geet could say. Geet left and went straight to her room. It was now 9 pm. He should be home by now. Nakul told her that he usually comes back at 7 pm. Why is he late today? Geet kept on waiting. Kaam main busy hon gain. She kept on saying it to herself. At 12 am. She decided to finally call him.
R-ring R-ring!
"Hello?!" Maan said in tired yet angry voice.
"Ji woh aap abhi tak ghar nahi aaye."
"Kyun? Ghar main kya hai. I have work so I might be home late. Tum so jao." Saying that he hangs up. Shattered Geet puts the phone down. Woh har waqt ghusse main kyun rehtay hain? What did I ever do to him? Bored Geet, looks in her room drawers to see something anything fascinating. And she encountered a diary. The diary of Maan. She opens it and starts reading what ever he wrote. About the court and his reasons behind their marriage. Everything. Reading this broked Geet's heart in million of pieces. As if someone stabbed her heart. So that's why he married me? Geet's tears started to flood. They wouldn't stop no matter how much she console her self. Her dreams again shattered. It was now 2 am. And Geet had been crying non stop since the last 2 hours. Maan enters the room and sees Geet sitting in the corner crying. Geet quickly hides the diary but too late Maan had already seen the diary in her hands.
'Oh acha. Tum meri personal cheezain padh rahi thi."
Maan snatches the diary from her and puts it back in the drawer.
"Aap ne mujhse shaadi apne court ki demand poori kerne ke liye ki hai na?" Geet finally gathers herself together to ask him some questions.
"Oh to tumhay pata chal gaya hai. Haan so?" Geet gets up.
"So? Aapne meri zindagi tabah kerdi aur aap keh rahay hain so?"
"Look. I don't give a damn about you."
"To phir kyun shaadi ki mujhse. Why didn't you marry one of your fans? They'll at least be happy to be with you."
Irritated Maan gets frustrated and pushes Geet in to the wall and holds her arms tightly. Leaving marks on her arms.
"Tumhay kya lagta hai maine tumse shaadi is liye ki the ke main tumpe dil haar chuka tha. No never! Maine shaadi tumse sirf is liye ki thi taake main court ki demand poori ker sakoon! Aur tumhay pasand Di ne kiya tha maine nahin!"
"Unko pata tha?"
"Haan! Unko pata tha! Good tumhay sab kuch khud pata chal gaya hai. Mujhe tumhay batane ki zaroorat nahi padhay gi! Now let me make one thing clear, hum duniya ke saamne aik happily married couple ki acting kerain gain. And is kamre main we are gonna live as strangers. I don't know you and you don't know me. Tumhara wajood mujhe tang nahi kerna chahiye. Ok?"
The more he says, the more her heart sinks.
"Now move! Mujhe sona hai. Tumhari buk buk sunne ka time nahi hai. And khabardaar tumhari rone ki awaaz aayi. I hate you and your fake tears! Admit it Geet, you also wanted to marry me just because of my wealth. I am rich and that's all what you wanted. WHAT EVER! I don't give a damn. Now I am off to sleep. Tum us sofa pe so jana. Don't you dare come near me!"
Maan says leaving her. Geet's arms starts to pain very badly. He held her so tightly that the blood respiration had stopped in her arms. Geet didn't know what to do. She just fell backwards. Now she has one thing left to do. Nobody wants her. He got whatever he wanted. What about me? I can't go back to Darji, and my husband doesn't want me either. Now only one thing left to do. He wouldn't be affected. It's my life and I can do anything what I want to do with it!
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