Rishtha - bandan ke kasauti - Page 4

Aarman entered the house and a servant walked up to him with a glass of water, "Saab aap se milne ke liye koi aaya hai."

"Ok thank you, aap is kamre ko zara teek kar dhijiye." he told him walking out to see who it was, "Yes?"

"Mr. Angad Khanna? I am Kripa Sharma." he replied, "Oh hi Kripa and it's Angad."

Shaking her hand he studied the girl in front of him, she was wearing a cute ankle length boots, a slightly over knee length brown and white checked skirt and a white t-shirt with a dark brown shirt on top of it. Her sunglasses were pushed up on her open hair, light make up with lipgloss and not lipstick. She looked good in the a crazy, untypical way and that made him feel attracted to her. "Hi Angad, Mukti ne aap se..."

"Haan haan, maine aap ke saari project report pad liya. Aab please baitiye aur bathayie ke muje kya karna hai." she replied, "Very simple, aagar aap ko yeah project teek lage tho usko fund karna pageg."

"Fund karna tho koi badi baath nahi hai. Aap ke project kafi aachi tho hai lekin uske liye aap ko kaafi points add kar na padega. Thabhi tho iska funding ke liye koi bhi venture capitalist ko approach kar sakthe hai." Kripa and Angad discussed the entire project over coffee, time and again Angad's eyes settled on Kripa.

Just as they were nearing the concution stage Dhilip came over and stopped to see Kripa and Angad for a moment and smiled. Naina who came near him was about to speak but he told her to stay silent by keeping fingers on his lips. Taking her to another room he nodded towards them, "Kithne cute lagtha hai na dhonon saath main?"

"Dhilip aap bhi kamal karthe hai. Ek bahu aab thak gaar par kadhap bhi nahi raki aap aabhi se hi dusri bahu ke baare main sochne lage hai?" she asked laughing, "Baap ka dil jo hai, Mishti kaab aah rahi hai?"

"Mishti kaal dinner ke liye aayegi." she replied taking his jacket, "Apa fresh hokar aayie. Main aap ke liye chai aur sandwitches bejthi hoon."

"Avnish kaisa hai?" he asked, "Discharge tho hogaya hai lekin bol raha tha hai ek message aya tha. They are going to Rajasthan strait for two weeks."

"Rajasthan? Two weeks?" Dhilip repeated looking at her shocked, "Rajasthan. Two weeks."

Rajasthan an large haveli:

The entier place was decorated with class and care. It had a large amount of light all around the place making it look very attractive despite the old model of the home. A model that was designed to stand despite several reasons strong and hard through time. The entier havali was filled with servents doing a lot of work, a lady dressed in a light pink dress walked in. "Aaare yeah kya mehemaan ke aane ke waqth hogaya aur aap log aab bhi thiyar nahi hua."

"Maim saab saab kuch thode deer main saab kuch thiyar hojayega. Jaise vo loog aye hum une aarti ke sath swagath kargenge." she replied, "Tho teek hai lekin koi bhi kami nahi hona chahiye."

"Aare Mukti bitya aur Aarman babua kabi koi kami dekthe hai kya mai?" another servent asked walking up, "Vo tho hai... main ja kar rani ma ko kabhar dethi hoon."

"Kalki ji, vo loog aagaye. Aaade ghante main aajayenge." a servent told her, "Tho hum abhi une jaa kar bol dethe hai."

Kalki walked into the place and went into a darker room. The entier place was set in a simple set up, a few basic furnitures for sitting and a queen size bed with some simple white bedsheets and a black and white desighned comfertor. The room had dull yellow curtains allowing a certain amount of light inside, the furniture was made up of very old teak and certainly made years ago. There was a sense of oldness and familiarity about the entire room like it had not been changed for years. It certainly had not been - much, there was an old radio that stood there. An old TV that certainly did not run and a lot of books, they were certainly used a lot. Several new titles had been added to the collection. In a corner stood a krishna idol made of white marble. The mandhir was made up of a red color stones, a lady sat in front of it deep in meditation. Kalki entered the place pulled the palu over her head. "Rajmatha puja ke waqth aise bolne ke liye maafi chahatha hoon kya hai na Mukti bitiya aur Sharath babua aa rahe hai."

"Unki chitti pad liya humne. Bachon ko shaam ke puje ka waqth aane ke liye kaho." she replied, "Jaise aap ki marzi. Ijazath dejiye."

Once she left outside she yelled at some one, "Aare yeah kya kar rahe ho? Dhyaan se baba, raaj mahtha puja kar rahi hai."

Outside a car drove up and Aarman and Mukti got out... only they were totally different. There was no trace of the cool dude in the pure white pijama's and sky blue kurthas worn by Aarman. His hair was not pulled up with jell but left loose and clean with a touch of oil. Rebock shoes had been replaced with simple sandals, instead of his stylish watch he wore an antique piece made of gold. A band that would normally be around his head was also missing.

Mukti too looked totally different dressed in a light yellow skirt with red thread work all over it, a yellow blouse with a similar thread work on the arm alone, an almost see through but well folded duppata over the dress, neately pinned up on her right shoulder. A thick set of silver set... a thick neckleace with matching jumka kind of earings that had an extention linked to her hair, a simple piece of hair jwellery but certainly not very large. On both of her hands were red and yellow bangles with a kangan on each end. She wore a simple but lengthy bindhi of red and gold with a very basic amount of make up. Not even her glossy shiny type either!

Krishi

PS new id... old one not working