Meet Mr.Sachin Singh Khurana:)
Sachu kicked excitedly looking at his parents, when Geet leaned over Maan's chest and made Sachu rest over her stomach... The baby looked at them cutely, when Maan snaked his hands around the two treasures of his life... He pecked her lips lovingly..for which she smiled...later...
Geet started the story from her version, when Maan closed his eyes, remembering which incident lead him to reach his Geet...His Jaan !!!
PAST:
it was a windy night..!!
The street looked horrified with no human habitat...it looked deserted...
The roadside trees swayed tremendously with the huge wind and the leaves bustled restlessly with the force, and more of them falling on to the ground!!!
The sudden change in the climate characterised by the irky feeling around gave a strange atmosphere, complementing a strange man, who walked in the middle of the deserted road...
The roaring winds, the icy chill weather, didnt seem to bother HIM...
HE Looked lifeless..HE looked pondered...HE looked completely like a living corpse...
HIS long legs, unknowingly made its way towards the hilly , rough roads, while his eyes looked lost...
The expression on his face is just blank...nothing...!!!
HIS long sight aimlessly looked at the parched road and his weary legs dragged his masculine structure towards no where...
HIS mind echoed only one word : WHY ME???
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The traveller bus, glazed the windy road ...zoomed into the dark highway in a jet speed...
All the travellers were sleeping, except few, enjoying the weird climate, while the Driver was tackling the horrified terrain and smoothened his driving irrespective of his heavy drowsiness...
Faint music of the old Hindi were playing with dimlights, to make the Driver energetic while Driving while the Ticket collector sat near a small seat adjacent to the Driver's...
Ram Lal (Driver): Yaar aaj itni andhera kyun hain...aur mausam bhi kuch ajeeb haina??? He asked rubbing his eyes and looked at the road intently to spot the passing vehicles..
Ticket collector(TC): wohi toh...bahot sannata lagraha hain... he said looking out the window breathing the fresh air...
Driver sighed: pata nahi...wahan kya haal hoga...waise bhi wahan toh din baar barish hoge...ab pata nahi...roads ka kya condition hoga... he said worriedly, when the TC nodded...
TC: Wohi Toh...Dheere Dheere Chal...mujhe bhi kuch teek nahi lagra ha hain... he turned and poked his head out of the window, to feel the fresh air in the darkness, as the bus moved it started drizzling a little by little...and the climate became more cool..TC was about to close the window , when he saw a tall figure, standing near the roadside all alone...
TC: oye...Ram Lal...Gadi ruk...lagta hain koi kada hain wahan..he pointed towards the corner, when the Driver applied the sudden break to the bus..making it jolt at the spot, near that Man..
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HIS weary legs and heavy heart were too tired... he couldn't move anymore...
More than his body ache..his heart's pain didnt let him move more...
Everything felt nothing...and burdened...his own living seemed burden to him...was this all a dream, or the feel of being betrayed... he stood there numb..
He didnt know, when he stopped...he kept his hands on a stone near the roadside and leaned onto it, faintly taking breaths, looking at the zooming vehicles dazedly, when a big Traveller bus stopped near his feet with a jolt...
The automatic doors of the bus opened and a plump man of 50's got down near him...
TC: bhai saab , aapko kahin jaana hain??? Barish hone wali hain...aap andher aayiye... the TC said with a little worried face...to the person, who seemed to have forget reacting to sanity!!!
HE looked at the man infront with a blank eyes...his eyes lids stood still...didnt even flinch with the force of the roaring wind...his eye balls
looked freezed...he muttered nothing...
TC: ayiye...andhar aayiye...we will reach u at the safe place...he literally pulled the MAN into the Bus...as the rain started heavily...HE again looked at TC, trying to formulate an answer from his arrested toungue...but nothing came...before he could react...the old man pulled him into the bus and automatic door closed accordingly...
HE looked around...there was a dim light in the bus and all the passengers were sleeping...there were families, bachelors, old couple and many...the TC showed his the last end seat of the bus...where there was an old man , clinging on to the window and sleeping peacefully... HE aimlessly walked towards the seat and settled himself near the other cornor near the window...
TC looked at him weirdly, but decided to not say anything, he just stood near HIM scratching his head...HE understood that, he is obviously waiting for money...
Money..!!! HE thought sarcastically and pulled out his wallet and clutched some notes in the TC's hands and turned away...the TC left without saying him anything!!! Nor the MAN attempted to keep his wallet inside..which laid there untouched indicating the MAN's aversion towards Money!!!
The journey was smooth and silent , but his heart was crying mutely...
What did he do so wrong in his life, to deserve this state...
Is it so easy for someone to break the heart and just enjoy their life like that???
But did he deserve this??? Yes...he deserves this cos, he always saw the brighter side, he failed to see even the brighter side has a darker one at its starting point...he was madly behind a stupid feeling, which forbid him to see the reality, when pointed out numerous times..he was ultimately destroyed cos of that feeling !!!
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It was morning...but sleep was no where near HIS eyes, he stared at the vast space openly , the greenery gave a peace little to his tormenting heart, yet heart was filled with rage...with disgust...!!!!
The bus stopped at a roadside motel and all the passengers got down for their refreshment...but he didnt...the TC and the Driver decided to ignore him...The bus which stopped continued its travel again, but as all were awake, there was a lot of sound...but even it turned deaf to HIS ears...
The bus was nearing its destination, when the drizzling started...everybody wore their sweaters and gloves, to keep themselves warm...except HIM...the heat radiating from his heart, didnt make him feel cold... all the passengers looked at him weirdly...what kind of a Man is he...nor he is having any food, not trying to wear something soothing in this freaking cold climate...
HE didnt even close his side of window...his face was reclined to the window observing the light drizzles, when he felt a soft hand on his thigh...
He turned to look at the most beautiful sight...there stood a small baby, of may be 11months, it had its one hand in its mouth and it extended a biscuit to the MAN cutely with his pink hands...
HIS heart got flabbergasted...the long lost painful tears made its way out looking at the small baby... he smiled at the baby weakly and took the biscuit that he offered lovely from him... Even the small piece of humanity that which this baby showed him, was not shown by the person that he loved from deep down his heart...
The baby's mother took away him, apologising the MAN if he has disturbed him...HE shook his head negatively and turned to head again near to blank space...his mind and heart clogged with agony...
Finally the bus stopped in its last stop...
CHERRAPUNJI HILLS !!!- The Wettest place in the World...
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SOHRA-A TRIBAL VILLAGE, CHERRAPUNJI-KASI HILLS:
She looked at the people around with misty eyes... Hmm...Another journey awaiting her...nothing is permanent in her life...but the immense love these ppl showed her is beyond limits, even her parents and siblings didnt show her...
Dai ma...She hugged the old lady with tears clogging, and hugged all her chuddy buddies...
Geet didi..tu mat jaana... sobbed the cute Meeti, who has become her little sister within a short span of time...Geet patted her cheeks lovingly and walked towards the car, which the villagers kept ready for her all fuelled...
She for the last time looked around the Village where she lived her beautiful life for past 6 months, with ppl filled with love though none of them are educated...the are literates and graduates in humanity...
Bitiya Gadi tayyar hain...spoke Sarpanch of that area..Geet sighed...and there her journey to the unknown, yet service to the Human kind is making her move...she has to accept the fact...
Grabbing lots of love from the Tribes who were known as Khasis, she sat in her car...with a forlorn look...Dai maa saw her cute pouting face and kept her hands on Geet's head and bless: Tereko jaldse jald ek humsafar mile.. she smiled, when Geet rolled her eyes...
Finally bidding adieu to the whole Tribes, she started her car...and the climate welcomed her along with rain, which started as a drizzle and continued as a down pour...
Geet loved Rain...and thats y, even though wen her Co-Doctors said, its risky to stay in such a place and treat people here...she denied it...she only said...Nature is God's gift, how can it be harmful to ppl???
And Yes...She is GEET HANDA..a Well Trained Pulmonogist-A Specialist Who treats breathing problems, when she heard tribes in this village are suffering from Breathing problems, she decided to Camp here and help them...Now after 6 months..she is going to back to her Cursed City , which she despised the most!!!
Pushing away all the thoughts, she switched on the music player in her car, and smiled at her soft music collections... the over humid climate, with heavy rains, made her impossible to watch through the glass, cos of the water vapour...she took a towel and kept on rubbing the glass, while her hands turning the steering with right...she was doing multitasking, yet she knows about these Hilly roads very well...she didnt care..!!!
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After getting down the bus, HE walked to the other direction , where all the people got down...The heavy downpour made the ground slippery and People ran with their umbrellas, while he didnt think to care... His long legs strode the Muddy hilly roads , while his whole body drenched in Rain making his black tuxedo stick to his skin... mixing his invisible tears into it... soothing his butchered heart, he was soo tired and weary...yet unknowingly his legs started moving towards somewhere even he doesn't even know!!
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After Driving for an hour, the TC went and laid on the last seat of the bus getting tired... his hands hit at something soft, he blinked and took the thing infront of his eyes...it was a wallet..he frowned and opened it to get the shock of his life..he ran to the driver...
TC: oye...Ram lal dekh...kisine ne isse chodiya yahan par...
Ram lal looked to find a stack of Money with 1000 and 500 rs notes bundled and kept along with some cards and papers...
Ram Lal (Driver): ye kiska hain???
TC thought for a while: lagta hain..wo banda aaya tha na..kal raat..uska hoga... he said thoughtfully and opend a credit card, which read...
M-A-A-N S-I-N-G-H K-H-U-R-A-N-A he spelled out each and every letter with great struggle...
Ram Lal: Oye...yeh kya ABCD bol rahe ho???
TC: Mujhe iske aage angrezi padna nahi aata.. he gave the wallet to Ramlal, who glared at him back...
Ramlal: mujhe bhi nahi aata, khair chod...tu aisa kar, saara paise rakhdo aur is purse ko kahin phekdo, aur haan yeh card aur kagaz bhi saath mein phek do...
TC thought he is saying correct, he just took all the money and threw Maan's wallet in to down hills and they continued their journey!!!
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Geet was peacefully driving...just then her mobile rang..she frowned...she never switched on her mobile for the last six months, cos of the same torture..now also its the same...she sighed and pressed the answer button...
Geet: Hello...she said uninterestedly while still driving the car!!!
Rano: Geet beta...tu kahan hain..tu kab ghar aarahi hain..We r all so worried for u??? Her mother cried on the other side of the phone fakely...Geet very well knows that what is coming next...
Rano: Geet...ab bata tu kahan hain..?? Come home beta... she hooked her question, when Geet smiled sarcastically...
Geet: Maa...mein camp mein hain!! I cant come home now..i have so much of work...she lied, despite the fact that she is coming to her city only...before she could hear Rano's voice, she heard the most irritating voice of the world, she gritted her teeth in hatred!!!
Brij: Geet...What do u think of urself...u think u can do anything cos u are a Doctor...??? Do u even realise ur Age for god's sake...When the Hell will u get Married ?? and for how many days u are gonna run like this??? He spat, while Geet took deep breaths to control her anger...
Geet: Veerji..I dont want to get married...she said impatiently, not noticing her raising pulse is making her accelerator to press more!!!
Brij: I dont know any of these...Now say wherever u are...i have chosen a groom for u and u are getting married to him tats it...right next week..
Geet's eyes were spitting with fire... is the humiliation she once faced cos of the damn shadi thing was not enough: Veerji...mein kuch nahi batane wali hoon..na wahan aane wali hoon...mein phone rakthi hoon... she harshly cut the call and took a deep breath closing her eyes!!! She opened her eyes to look at the most horrendous sight!!!
Geet:HEYYY!!!!!!!!!! MOVE!!!! She shouted at the top of her Voice...the next minute...her Honda City hit the GUY walking stupidly on the middle of the road...
Geet: AAAhhh!!!!! Geet shrieked pressing the break tightly , only to find something red splashed on her Car's front glass, which didnt took her more time to realise that it was nothing But Tat GUY's blood indeed..She sat frozed , with hands covering her mouth!!! Seeing a Man in black dress lying over her Car bonnet drenched in Blood !!!
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Chandigarh, Delhi...
HOME MINISTER'S OFFICE:
There was a heavy Hustle bustle in the front while, numerous reporters gathered outside the office, seriously reporting the current happening in the place!!!
Reporter 1: STV viewers ko humare swaagat hain...aaje ke khaas kabhar yeh hain ki...Delhi sabse badi business Man...Mr.Maan Singh Khurana, do din se laapata hain...
Reporter 2: He was found going somewhere in His car 2 days ago in a black tuxedo...though the Car was found near the airport, there are no evidences, he went in any planes, as his name in no where in the list...
Reporter 3: The Worried Family Members are here to reach Home Minster's house to lodge a direct complaint regarding his Safety, as they suspect him to be kidnapped...
Reporter 1: ab hum dekhenge kya hoga.. she was about to continue, when a series of black car, with Royal flags entered the Huge gates of Home Minister's office and stood in a line... The reporter's rushed to catch a glimpse of Maan Singh Khurana's Family members,and get a word from them, while the 7th Car, in that row, opened wide...
There got down a fragile yet gentle lady of 70 years, old...Elegantly dressed in a creamy white saree...Royalty oozed out of her appearance, while every one's eyes went to a Handsome young Man, who was holding the Old lady Protectively...
Reporter 2: Here comes, Mrs.Savitri singh Khurana, the ex-Cabinet Minister, -the Dadi of MSK along with MSK's brother Dev Singh Khurana, who is Vice Chairman of Khurana Industries...
The media pounced on Dadima and Dev, while Dev shielded her protectively... he answered few questions about meeting the Home Minister about Maan's Missing, when the whole crowd's attention turned towards a Black Sleek Volkswagen Car, screeching in a high speed, it stopped near the other car's and the door flung open...
Everybody looked confused, when their eyes widened to realise.. a Slim Lady getting out of the Car, with a high tip heel, She wore a Very transparent white Saree and a big earing with full of Makeup over her sleek face and slammed the door back to the car...
The media rushed to the most important person,, from whom they were awaiting to know the whole story... the Lady gave an arrogant smile and moved a bit, when the reporters bombarded her with questions...
Rep 4: Mam wat to u wanna say about MSK's missing???
Rep3: Do U have any idea wat would have happend to him???
The lady continued to give her pride smile, yet not answering the questions of the media, making them get irritated...
Rep 2 got miffed and she raised a voice a little: Miss.Natasha...Can U Please answer one question??? She asked in a high voice, taking out all the smile on the lady's face... The Lady stopped the other reporters and pointed to the reporter 2 to come forward...
Lady: hmm...What did u call me??? She asked with an evil smile...
Rep 2 got afraid a little, yet chuckled..: Wo..Ms.Natasha...
The Lady gave a dirty smile: Honey...!! correction... Its Natasha Khurana...MRS.NATASHA MAAN SINGH KHURANA!! She declared proudly and walked away towards Dadima and Dev, who looked at her with irritation...
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Precap:
SSs...HE hissed in Pain...and shrugged his body, due to the agony...
His droopy eyes opened a little and blinked seeing the surroundings, it was a wooden house, yet beautifully decorated with climbers and plants...he snuggled more to the comforter thinking where is he, when his eyes went wide, seeing nearly 10 ppl who were dressed weirdly, looking at him with their small eyes...
He chuckled and was about to shout, when his eyes spotted something different... behind a plum old woman, there stood a gal, who was peeping out her cutely and looking at him with terrified eyes...she had white delicate hands and hazel brown eyes, which gained his attention more than a minute... his tensed face, immediately relaxed a bit and he stared directly at the petite structure of the gal, hiding behind the lady looking at him with a cute scared face...making Maan chuckle at bit in her magical expressions :)
Awww...finally updated...now me keeping fingers crossed!!!! *closing my eyes* hope u ppl like it :))))
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