PART 3
FIFTEEN YEARS LATER.
KM:
A young boy of around 18 years old was sleeping peacefully on his king-sized bed dreaming of how he won the Class President award of the current semester and everyone clapping for him while one person ringing the bell...huh, ringing the bell? Why would anyone ring the bell on congratulating him? and Maan heard a voice call him out- Maan sir, Maan Sir !! Uth jaye !! Nakul called him breaking his blissful dream. Maan groaned as he discovered he was dreaming. I wish it were true.
Nakul- Maan Sir, Daadimaa keh rahi hain uth jaye. Aap ko school jana hai. Vacations ke baad pehla day hai.
Maan turned in his bed lazily, glanced at his wall-clock which showed 8:20 am.
Maan- Aaah Nakul, you go, i ll be right down in a minute and tell Daadimaa that i am not going to school now, its COLLEGE now.
He said struggling to sit up and as soon as Nakul left, he fell back with a thud. Cmon maan, get up or saru princi se sunnay ko mile ga!
After half an hour of cribbing, he freshened up and went downstairs where Daadi and Niel were already present.
Daadimaa- aagaye sahab-zaaday!
Neil smiled at maan who still looked lost in something and sleepy.
Daadimaa- Good Morning Maan!
Maan lost in his thoughts sat down and started eating Pasta- his fave.
Daadima- Maan, she called softly then shouted- MAAN !!
Maan looked at her blankly- Huh? Ji? Daadima? Kya hua?
Daadima- Kahan hain aap?
Maan- Nowhere.
Daadima- Hmm.. beta aap ne aj school nai jaana?
Maan- Umm.. not school Daadi, college aur haan jaana hai par will not attend the assembly. its usually lenghty especially first day wali.
Daadima and Neil muffled their laugh.
Niel- i think you should go. it normally introduces you to new activities that are gonna happen in school this semester like council and elections. Besides long assembly means less classes. He winked.
Maan- council and elections involves me. I got to go! Bye dad. Bye daadimaa.And he kissed her forehead before grabbing his bag and heading out the door, into his new Porsche and off to school, ah, college! ;)
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GEET'S CURRENT RESIDENCE:
Geet- Haye Babaji, aj mere high school ka pehla din hai, zindagi k 16 saal maine sirf girls school mein parha hai. Suna hai high school mein larke honge jo class mein chipak chipak kar betheinge. Chi Chi Babaji, soch kar hi saans doobne lagti hai. Suddenly she calmed- So what geet? woh bhi teri tarha insan hain, jab tak tu nahi chahe gi koi tujhe kuch nahi keh sakta. Haina? She looked at the cieling as if asking it.
Pinky, geet's foster sister was listening to this one on one match quickly spoke up- chill geet! jaisa tu socha rahi hai waisa kuch nahi hone wala, koi chipak kar nahi bethne wala. sab alag alag separate chairs par bethenge. now quickly finish up as i am going to catch the school bus. dont be late.
Geet looked at clock which showed 8 am- So early? and what about your breakfast?
Pinky- Dont worry, i have money, will buy something on the way such as samosa or fries. She declared dreamily.
Geet smiled inwardly- No thanks! you carry out your junk plans alone. I will come after breakfast.
Pinky protested- But..?
Geet cut her off- No buts. Ya tou you come with me or go alone.
pinky answered with clear disappointment- Me okay alone. Hmph! Btw remember bus leves at 8.45. And she left.
Geet- Hmm.
After Pinky left, geet took out an envelope which had 15 letters in it. She was very well aware of the fact that the people she was living with are not her real family. The letters were recieved by her every year on her birthday by postman and she was always eager to recieve them. The letter contained one photo of her parents and sister. She use to view the photo every morning praying to God to grant them health and welfare always. She used to imagine how her life would have been if she lived like a normal girl close to her real ones but darn she was already leading an abnormal life. Not that she was unhappy here but apne tou apne hote hain na. she was not even angry at her parents for leaving her because in each letter her mother wrote how much she misses her and wants her back. But just because of elders, they have to bear the distance.
She shrugged off all thoughts as she heard Pinky's mum called out- Geet? Romeo? Breakfast kha lo.
Romeo was geet's foster bro, aged 14.
Geet- Ji ayii.
She quickly stuffed the memoirs in her drawer and ran downstairs. She sat down, had breakfast and left for the school.
As she reached there, there was no bus. She glanced at the watch. It showed 8.55. Shit! i got late. where am i ever going to get the bus now?
She looked left and then right. Not a single soul was to be seen.
She started talking loudly- Kya aaj hi sab ko time pe school or office puhunchna tha? Babaji, main itni slow kyun hoon? Aap ne mujhe woh envelope kyun dekhne diya, dekha mein late ho gayi. Ab kya main school yoon hi chalte chalte parade maarti jaoungi...
Her cribbing session was disturbed by a car who was continuously hitting its horn. She stopped in her track...
looked at front,
Noone was there.
Then left,
still noone.
Then right,
still NO ONE!!
Her heart got stuck in her throat, the only thing she comrehended she shouted actually screamed- BACHAOOO !! BHOOOT !
Suddenly she heard a deep voice- Pagal ho kya? raast mein kyun khari ho aur uske upar se chillla kyun rahi ho?
Geet was dumbstruck by the voice. She rubbed her eyes and looked. Then, she realized, she was standing in the middle if the road and the car was at her back. She realized she looked everywhere except behind her. She turned sheepishly and looked at her intruder.
Geet said in one go- I am sorry. Woh actually i got late to school so i was complaining to Babaji for my bad luck and while doing that i didnt realized i was standing in the middle of the road and then-. Maan cut her off in between- Look, i am not interested in your Ram Katha, but if you want i can drop you off to your school. He offered. since i dont want to go to my college this early. And also because you dont irritate anyone else like this.
Geet looked at him as if he were some life savior. She looked at the sky, thanked her babaji while his gaze followed her every action. He concluded that she is very cute.
Pagal hai. He thought and smirked to himself.
Precap: The ride to school.
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Edited by hafuuk - 13 years ago
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