Part 17
Heer hit her head on the nearby wall lightly in frustration and turned back to face Virat, "Bhaiya.. Manvi ke liye pasand ka toh pata nahi, lekin haan Chandigarh vaapas jaakar, aapko Tarun ki job zaroor dilva dengi.."
She glared at him, while he bit his finger and looked at her quizzically.
Heer sat down on the floor and pulled Virat down, next to her, "Bhaiya.. Aapke yeh sab karne se Bhabhi impress zaroor hongi, lekin isse humare plan mein koi help nahi hogi.. Aapko kuch aisa karna hoga, ki jisse Jeevika Bhabhi ko lage, ki unki behen ke liye, aapse achha jeevan saathi mil hi nahi sakta!!"
Virat was confused and scratched his head, "Matlab? Mujhe exactly karna kya hoga?"
Heer shook her head, "Bhaiya, aapko Manvi ka khayal rakhna hoga.. Uski pasand, na-pasand ka dhyan rakhna hoga, aapko usse humesha hasaana hoga, har mushkil-musibat mein unka saath dena hoga; Matlab, koi agar aap dono ko dekhein, toh bass, aisa feel kare, ki aap dono, world ki best Jodi ho! Samjhe??", and she hit him playfully on his head.
Suddenly, they heard a door shut and someone clearing their voice. They both abruptly turned around to see Viren, standing with his hands folded across his chest and winking at them. Both breathed a sigh of relief and stood up.
Virat: "Kya Bhai, aapne toh dara hi diya tha.."
Viren: "Virat, mere Bhai aur tum Heer, kya kar rahe the tum dono? Itna bada secret ke baare mein, aise hi khulle aam baat kar rahe the.. Agar Manvi ya Jeevika sun lete toh? Hadh karte ho dono.."
Heer: "Sorry Bhai, woh galti meri hai, main hi Virat Bhaiya ko upar kheenchkar le aayi thi.. I'll be careful."
Viren nodded, "That's like a good girl.. Anyway, so, Virat, Heer is absolutely right. Tumhe Manvi ko manana hoga.. Jeevika ko nahi.. Jeevika toh apne aap hi pat jayegi.."
And both Virat and Heer stared at him with open mouths. Viren realized his mistake, "Arre nahi nahi.. waise nahi.. I mean, ki agar Manvi khush toh Jeevika khush.. Aur agar meri biwi khush, toh woh khushi-khushi Manvi ko apni devraani banane ke liye raazi ho jayegi.. Samjhe ki nahi buddhu?"
Virat nodded his head and everyone proceeded downstairs.
Jeevika was sitting in the living room writing down something on a notepad, while Manvi was lying with her head on Jeevika's lap and playing a game on her cell phone.
Viren sat down next to Jeevika and put an arm around her shoulder, "Kya ho raha hai FM ji?"
Both sisters jumped at his voice and Manvi sat upright.
Jeevika: "Kuch khaas nahi Virenji. Woh kal Premji aa rahein hai na khaane par, toh main menu decide kar rahi thi.. Ab aap log aa gayein hai, toh achha hai, meri thodi help kar dijiye.."
Virat sat down on the floor in front of Manvi, "Of course Bhabhi! Yeh bhi koi poochne ki baat hai? Boliye.. Kya socha hai aapne.."
Manvi rolled her eyes, "Haan haan Di, iss Chep ki baaton mein aa jaiye.. Phir toh Angrezi khaana aur Turkish chai hi milegi bechare Premji ko.."
Virat glared at her, while Heer elbowed him gently. He took a deep breath and put on a fake smile, "Tum chinta mat karo Manvi.. Main achhe se Bhabhi ki help kar doonga, itni achhi ki aap sabke Premji toh ungliya chaante reh jaayenge.."
Virat: "So Bhabhi, hum ek kaam karte hain.. Aloo puri, malai kofte, mutter paneer, dal makhani, pulao aur dahi bhalle bana dete hain.."
Both Jeevika and Manvi looked at each other,
Jeevika: "Virat, yeh tum?"
Virat: "Haan Bhabhi, mera yeh sab khaane ko mann kar raha hai.."
Viren interrupted, "Virat, hum Prem ke liye daavat laga rahein hain.. Tere liye nahi..Nahi nahi Jeevika, tumhe jo pasand ho, tum bana dena.."
And he saw his wife look at Manvi fondly and smile, "Virenji, aap samjhe nahi.. Yeh saari toh Mannu ki favourite dishes hai!"
Heer pinched Virat slowly, "Bhaiya! That was too obvious.. Control!"
Virat bit his lip and looked at Manvi. He saw her trying to hide a smile playing at the corner of her lips.
She saw him staring at her and rolled her eyes in frustration, "Haan Di.. Hum bilkul yahi banayenge.. Main aapki help karungi na.."
Heer peeped in, "Of course Bhabhi, main bhi apka haath bata doongi.."
Jeevika smiled and walked into the kitchen.
Virat was getting annoyed now.
His plan seemed to backfire on him. Yaar yeh sab toh aise taiyaarion mein lag gayein hain, jaise saakshat Bhagwan padhaar rahein ho..
Next morning,
Jeevika and Heer were in the kitchen, cooking while Viren sat on a stool nearby and was helping them peel potatoes.
Jeevika smiled, "Virenji, aap rehne dijiye.. Hum kar lenge.. Sach mein.. Aur aapko pata hai, Heer toh mujhse bhi badhiya khana banati hai.."
Viren stood up and washed his hands, "Jeevika ji, aloo cheelna toh sirf ek bahana tha, woh toh main yahaan baitha aapko dekhe jaa raha tha.. Kya karein, aapke chehre se nazar hi nahi hat ti.."
Jeevika blushed and hit him playfully while Heer whistled.
Virat walked in, "Bhabhi woh maine aur Dabbu ne living room ko theek kar diya hai.. Aur kuch kaam hai toh bataiye.."
Jeevika turned around and cupped his face, "Nahi mere laadle devar ji, tumne itna kar diya na, bohot hai."
Heer ran towards them, "Kya Bhabhi, aap bhi.. Virat Bhaiya, garden mein paudhon ko paani bhi toh daalna hai, hai na Bhabhi?"
Jeevika nodded.
Heer: "Waise toh Dabbu yeh kaam kar deta, lekin ab woh bhi bazaar gaya hua hai.. Toh aap hi kar dijiye na Bhaiya."
Virat glared at her, and she hid behind Jeevika.
Heer: "Arre aap ab tak yahin khade ho, jaiye na, Manvi bechari akeli kabse garden mein kaam kar rahi hai!", and she winked at him.
Virat's ears shot up on hearing that, "Haan.. haan Bhabhi, main bass abhi jaata hoon.. Do not fear, when Virat is here."
And he dashed out of the room, followed by Viren who patted his back on his way out.
Virat walked into the garden and started searching for Manvi. He looked everywhere and couldn't find her. He finally called out her name, "Maanviii'"
"Kya hai yaar Chep, chilla kyun rahe ho? Behri nahin hoon main.". He looked around and still couldn't spot her.
"Yaar Partner, tum Mr. India ki tarah gayab kaise ho gayi haan? Miss.Rishikesh ki rehearsal kar rahi ho kya?"
He saw her head pop out from between the foliage on a tree, "Ho gayi bakwaas tumhari? Main yahan upar hoon.."
He looked up and gasped, "Arre Manvi, tum wahan upar kya kar rahi thi.. Main toh tumhe Bandariya bass aise hi mazak mein bulata hoon yaar, tumne toh apne naam ko kuch zyada hi seriously le liya!"
She glared at him and turned around to jump down.
Virat extended his arms out to catch her, "Main help kar doon?"
She made a face at him, "No. Thank you."
She jumped down and had almost hit the ground when her dupatta got entangled with a branch and she was pulled back with slight force. He heard her yelp in pain and reached out to grab her by her waist.
Virat: "Samajh mein nahi aata na tumhe.. Main keh raha tha.. meri help le leti, toh tumhara ego ko chot pohonch jaati, kyun?"
She rubbed her wrist, "haan haan.. Theek hai.. Ab zyada bhav mat khao.. Aur waise, tum yeh mat samajhna ki main kamzor hoon, haan?"
Virat patted her forearms gently, "Aree nahi nahi.. Tum kahan kamzor ho, tum toh Rishikesh ki Akshay Kumar ho, meri Rowdy Chaudhrain.."
She glared at him and walked away to water the remaining pots.
He looked at her retreating back, sighed and fell on the ground. "Lekin kya karein, issi ada pe toh mera dil garden garden ho gaya hai, Partner!"
Manvi saw him lying on the ground, with his hands behind his neck, "Oh Hello.. Yahaan aaram karne aaye ho? Utho, aur meri help karo.. Aaye bade.. Di ke devar! Huh.."
and she poked his knee with her elbow and walked away again.
He stood up sighing and saw her crouched on all four, searching for something. He smirked and walked over to her. He kneeled down and looked at her, "Kya hua, kuch gir gaya kya?"
She sat up on her knees, "Haan, tumhara screw gir gaya.."
She stomped her foot and walked back into the house, leaving behind a grinning Virat.
They had all settled in the living room, after working hard for hours at a stretch. Jeevika brought juice for everyone,
Jeevika: "Viren ji, yeh lijiye.., Mannu, ye le.." and she sat down next to Manvi.
Viren ji, Virat aur Heer nahi dikh rahein. Kahaan hain?" and she looked around the room to find them.
Manvi: "Di, woh Heer bahar garden mein hai. Phone pe baat kar rahi hai aur aapka Devar, hoga kissi kone me pada hua!"
Viren laughed, while Jeevika glared at Manvi.
Viren: "Arre nahi Jeevika, Virat upar fresh hone gaya hai. Lagta hai garden mein kaafi mehnat karni padi usse.."
The sisters didn't seem to understand and started chatting leaving Viren and Dabbu grinning.
Heer was in the garden, discussing her appointment details with Dr. Bakshi's secretary. She had been called the next day to assist with a chemotherapy session for one of Dr. Bakshi's patients.
She had hung up and was just about to turn around, when her dupatta got entangled with a tiny twig. She bent down and tried to remove it, in the process, stripping herself off the dupatta.
It flew alongwith a gust of wind and landed near the main door. She ran towards it and saw a figure picking it up.
Prem had just reached the Chaudhary's residence.
It had been three days since he had seen her and he hadn't had a peaceful sleep since then. Her innocence in her hazel eyes and her voice had disturbed him ever since. He had been looking forward to meeting Manvi's family, just so he could catch a glimpse of her.
He had just parked the car and was heading towards the main door, when he felt a pink fabric fall on his shoe. He bent down and clutched it in his fist and couldn't help but smile at the fond memories. Dupatta, phir se!
He turned around to find her and saw her sprinting towards him. She looked mesmerizing in a simple embroidered baby pink salwar suit. The colour really complimented her, he made a mental note.
She stood in front of him and extended her hand out. She waited for a few seconds and then looked up at him. What she saw, swept her off her feet. His eyes were fixed on hers and they spoke volumes. She felt something in the pit of her stomach and was sure it had to do with his gaze.
She cleared her throat and that seemed to bring him back to earth. He was embarrassed on being caught red-handed,
"Woh, darasal main.. Tumhara.. beautiful.. Uh.. Tumhara dupatta.."
Viren, Manvi and Jeevika had come to the door by then. Viren moved forward to welcome him. "Aaiye Prem. I'm glad you could come."
Prem smiled at him, "Aah. The pleasure's mine.. Aur aata kaise nahi.. Kissi ne itne pyaar se jo bulaya tha.." His eyes were on Heer while he said that.
The others were confused. Realising his mistake, he fumbled, "I mean.. Aap sabne itne pyaar se invite kiya tha.. Mujhe aana hi pada.."
They were seated on the couch and had been chatting for a few minutes, when Virat emerged from his room and was walking down the stairs. He saw a stranger sitting with his family. Lijiye, aa gaya muft ka khana khaane.. Aur inn sabko toh dekho..Aise khush ho rahein hai, jaise pata nahi khud Sachin Tendulkar aa gaya ho..
Jeevika saw him standing on the stairs and muttering to himself. She stood up, "Arre Virat, tum wahaan kya kar rahe ho? Yahaan aao na.. Prem ji, inse miliye, yeh hai Virat, mera pyara aur eklauta devar!"
Prem stood up and turned around. He was shocked out his wits. He had never expected to see Virat ever again and here, Virat Singh Vadhera was standing right in front of his eyes.
Virat saw the sight in front of him and his face was drained of all colour. What the hell is HE doing here?!!
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Edited by mohabbatgirl - 13 years ago
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