MG:It was just not enough:Part14,Pg79, note:pg 85 - Page 43

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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~it was just not enough~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Part:14

PAST

Geet was elated to say the least. Maan has agreed to be at the dinner and this very thought thrilled her. But, then she heard him say,

"But Geet, I have a request"

"Yes, sure"

"You can arrange for the starters and main course just as you like, but", he paused, then looking at her lips, he says, "but, I get to select my dessert"

Geet felt the world collapse around her. Did he say what she thought he did. So, the only thing she could do was run out of his cabin, away from his proximity after mumbling an inaudible farewell. Maan knew what he did was quite bold but the moment he knew he wanted her, the very same he decided not to waste time.

So, finally he was at peace, and tonight at dinner, he will set things straight.

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Geet came back home in a daze. She knew nothing about how she managed to get into a bus and walk into her home. Seeing her enter the porch, Rano asked,

"Beta, what happened"

"Ummm, nothing Ma, I will just go to my room"

"Have you met Mr. Khurana"

"Umm, yeah"

"What did he say?"

"Woh, he will be here tonight Ma"

"Oh, then lets start with the arrangements, I would make a proper Mughlai spread", Rano beamed, but her peaceful state broke when her daughter yelled at the top of her voice,

"Nooo"

Rano was taken aback,

"What happened Geet?"

"Ma no not Mughlai, we need to prepare Italian, he likes that"

"Achchha, but how do you know?"

"Mom, I just know it, now lets start now with the arrangements"

"Ok"

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Dressing up for an occasion is the last thing he bothered about. He was no smug, but he knew he could carry the worst of outfits and he looked good. But tonight was an exception. All his clothes were thrown all over his room and nothing seemed satisfactory. The shirts he thought made him look like a stunner, are looking dull tonight. Just when he was about to swear, Savitri Devi entered his room, she never knocked.

"Maan?"

"Dadi", instant relief flooded him, he knew his doubts will be answered now.

Savitri Devi was shocked to say the least watching the condition of the usually impeccably prim and proper bedroom of her favorite grandchild. The sight was so unusual, that she became worried.

"Is everything alright Maan, have you lost something important?"

"No Dadi I cannot decide on a shirt that I want to wear for a dinner tonight"

Now this came as a bigger shock. She knew Maan more than anyone else. Confidence was his middle name. So, the only thought that came to her mind and she said it aloud,

"Maan, are you in love?"

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Recipe downloads , grocery shopping, and numerous futile attempts later, the dinner was finally ready. Rano let out a sigh and asked her unusually quiet daughter

"Geet, now that everything is ready, what about dessert?"

The very word made her heart do a flip, she thought she would scramble to the floor.

"Ummm Ma, dessert you decide, I will just go get ready"

With that said she literally ran from the kitchen to the confines of her bed room. What is happening to her, she thought.

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His silence gave away the answer Savitri Devi wanted and her happiness knew no bounds. Maan never had the luxury of being carefree and impulsive. He was forced to grow up earlier than necessary after the loss of his parents. With an ageing grandmother, two younger siblings and an empire to manage, he lost the glorious years of his youth to responsibilities. Savitri Devi could not help but feel guilty about it, but today when she saw the glimpse of an excited, nervous and unsure Maan, she felt happy. She did not think much about who the girl was, because she trusted Maan's choice and cared nothing about the girl's status. Just that the girl was able to break through the barriers of her grandchild, made her fall in love with whoever she was.

She knew when to tease and when to let it go. She understood Maan was not in a position to confess to her about his feelings, so she decided to take it slow. So, just as she has done years through his childhood, she decided to select a dress for Maan

"Maan, wait for 2 minutes, I will just be back."

Maan sat at the edge of his bed and waited for his grandmother to come back. After 5 agonizing minutes of wait, Savitri Devi returned with a packet in hand.

"Maan, wear this', and passed him the packet.

"What is it Dadi?"

"It's a shirt"

But from her expressions Maan knew he was missing something. So, he held her hand, led her to a chair and sat at her feet and gently asked again,

"What is it, Dadi?"

Savitri Devi knew just as she knew him, he did the same. So, she said,

"This is a shirt I bought for my son, your father Maan, but before I could give it to him, he left us", silent tears rolled down her eyes remembering her only child who was mercilessly snatched away from her when she needed him the most. With a choked voice she continued,

"Do you know Maan, why I am closer to you than Annie or Yash?", Maan looked at her with a curious expression., "because, you are a splitting image of your father, I see my son in you, so I would love to see you wear this shirt and have a wish fulfilled. I thought of giving it to you the day you would finally take over Khurana Construction, but I guess today it is more important for you."

A small smile touched her lips which made Maan smile as well. He did not know what to say, so the only thing he could say,

"I love you Dadi"

That made Savitri Devi chuckle,

"Oh save it son, I don't think I would be the only person who you would be saying this from now on"

Maan turned his face to hide his expressions. Savitri Devi finally rose from her chair and patted his cheeks,

"Go, get ready son, you don't want to be late."

With that said, she left for her room, which Maan knew was to cry in the memory of her deceased son. But just as his eyes followed the trail of his grandmother, he could not help the one drop of tear that escaped his eyes. He thanked God for the millionth time to send this incredible woman into his life. Now he needed to make this almost perfect picture complete, and he just knew how.

A smile lit up his face : Geet.

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PRESENT

Yash bid Meera goodbye with a kiss on her forehead and set himself to Handas to find answers to the nagging questions in his mind. His brother and his best friend knew each other rather intimately, but he or Meera had no clue about it. So it was time he took matters into his own hands.

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