~Maine Pyar Kiya~FF Maaneet *Thread 1* - Page 5

"Baba toh har kaam muj pe chor ke jaate hain..Geet ye karo..Geet wo karo..kitna kaam akeli jaan kare..bacho ko bi parhana hain..ghar ka kaam bi karna hain aur pir janaab keliye khaana bi banana hain!". Geet was fretting as she was getting late. Dressed in a simple printed cotton shalwar kameez and slippers she got ready. She always had two cute plaits, her hair was so long. Geet and her baba lived in a village in Hoshyarpur. They were farmers by nature but her father was a mechanic too. One would say that they were not well off but they were very proud and independent.

Geet was a educated girl. Her father pampered her as she was motherless at a young age. Her mother Savitri died due to cancer. Karan brought her up with a lot of pride and in her company forgot his wife passing away. There house was a typical style found in India. It was relatively big. Their village was surrounded by greenery and a river flowed near their house.

Karan was late for his class. He knew his daughter was tough. He was coming back from his khet on his tractor. He saw the kids immersed in learning the alphabet their teacher had given them. He scratched his head and proceeded to join them. Karan was a very sweet man and he spoilt the kids rotten by giving them sweets. He was sharing the sweets that he realised Geet coming down. "Baap re sweets chupao teacher aa gai!". He quickly got his book and covered his face. Geet moodily went near her board and picked up the clock. She came near Kishen and showed the clock hinting at the time. He placed his ear near the clock "ghari chal rahi hai". He gave a fake laugh. She took a stick "Haat do". He laughed. "Maine kaha haat do!". She was acting fierce. He gave his hand and she hit him. The kids squirmed.

Geet finished the class and came inside to see her father Karan upset and reading his book. She came and sat near her father lovingly. "Baba sorry...magar aap bi had karte hain roz class main late". She took his hand and was about to kiss it, that he took it away annoyingly.

"Beti Geet...tumare results aaj aa gai hain!" announced Rahim Chacha. He was a muslim man, very honest and a good friend of Karan. "Tum ne top kiya hain Mubarak ho".

"Thank you Rahim Chacha!".

"Acha batao baba kaha hain?". She pointed at him.

"Karan Mubarak ho beti tumari bahut layk hain..kiya baat hain Kishen aaj pir maar pari?".

"Rahim Chacha inn ka roz ka yahi tareeka hain class main der se ate hain toh maar toh pare gin a?"

"Eh Geet tum apne aap ko itna mat samjo..muje bi ataa hain..C-A-T=Cat...cat mane billi..wrong ya right? Ab jawab do".

Rahim Chacha clicked his fingers.

"Right!"

"Right! Ab tumari baari hain maar khaane ki..chalo apna haat do".

"Baba aap muje mare ge apni Geet ko". She made a baby face faking she was about to cry. She quickly ran off.

"Karan Allah kare tum dono baap beti ka pyar salamat rahe..yehi dua hain".

"Rahim issi ke sahare toh jee raha hoon, warna jab se is ki Maa guzar gai hain kiya tah mere paas, dua karo ke isse acha pati mil jai jo isse palko pe beta ke rake".

"Haan iss se yaad aya ye hain tumara dubai ka visa aur ticket..aur haan Geet ka kiya socha hain"

"Geet ko main apne dost Singhania ke paas choroo ga Delhi main warna yaha wo akeli par jai gi".

Karan was nervous telling Geet his plans. He mustered the courage. "Geet main parso Dubai jar aha hoon kaam ke silsile main...tume main Singhania aur bhabi ke paas chor ke jar aha hoon". Geet looked totally in tears.

"Haan baba bahut fikar hain na meri? Kabi pehle bi chora hain?...muje aapki bahut yaad aye gi...main Delhi nahi jana chahti..waha main toh unn ko nahin janti beshak wo aapke dost hain".

"Acha toh meri gurya iss baat ko le kar pareshan hain beti wo tume bahut pyar deh ge..pata hain ke Singhania ko maine apne paiso se parwaya tah aur bhabi tum se kitna pyar karti hain...Geet unn ka beta bi hain Maan..bahut pyar karta tah bachpan mein muje...tum fikar mat karo acha?"

Geet smiled hearing her father's words. "Baba hum kal hi Delhi jai ge Teek hain?". Both of them packed their bags and made their way to Delhi.

Precap; The Khurana family.

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