A Sudden Change Of Heart - Page 63

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CHAPTER-37

Main kahaan hu, kahaan pohoch gayii hoon, kya kar rahi ho, mujhe kuch samajh nahin aa raha hain, Babaji… firstly, Mk does this takeover, putting everything I have on stake. And, now, he is blackmailing..oh hell, who am I kidding? He is threatening me to say yes.. and I know…mujhe pata hain, unhone mujhse chaat pe jo kaha, he is perfectly capable of doing that…915 people…ek din, shayed ek raat mein aapni job kho denge, agar maine yeh deal ke liye na bol diya…how can I ruin so many lives just for my selfish reasons? Babaji, aapko kaha tha meri madat karne keliye, aapne toh meri kabar hi khod di… Mujhe toh kuch….

Her thoughts chipped off as she heard the powerful voice boom over the entire hall through the microphone.

"I'm glad to get back together with Emporium Constructions and…." He paused, looking slyly at a fuming Geet, "Ms.Handa. I have just finished a most successful contract with Emporuim and I'll be glad to do this deal with them as well. I have no problem in going ahead with this deal which initially was signed by Mr.Viraj Patel and Staples."

The associate directors on the stage beamed happily, as Maan finished speaking. One of them rose and walked to the microphone. He spoke into it clearly, "Now, since we've heard Mr.Khurana's decision, I'd like our site head and DIA Ms.Geet Handa to come up and tell us about her decision.

Geet stood still, with her fists clenched, away from the stage. Romeo nudged her slightly and said, "Geet, go."

She still didn't move, and so, Meera leaned in and said, "Geet, jaa…jaldi, don't create a scene."

The smile in Meera's voice added fuel to the fire burning in Geet's heart. She snapped her head towards her, and muttered,"Tujhe toh bohut mazaa aa raha hain, haina?"

Meera chuckled, looking away. Geet held her saree carefully, and muttering a "Drop Dead" to Meera, started walking towards the stage. Maan stared at her, as she walked towards him. He held out his hand again to help her up, but she didn't take it this time.

She got on the stage, and walked towards the microphone. Maan made way for her with exaggerated politeness, but closed in on her as soon as she held reached the podium. He murmured slowly, making sure no one heard him.

"Use the exact words I told you to, honey!"

Geet glared at him, and took a deep breath. Moving her mouth to the microphone, she started speaking, painfully aware of every pair of eyes in the hall fixed only on her.

"This takeover has come as a huge surprise to me and my entire team. But," she paused, and said,"We are acquainted with Khurana Constructions, and I've worked with them before. I'm completely aware of their….." she looked at him, with a deathly glare, which he returned with a mildly interested eyebrow, "Capabilities" she said, with gritted teeth.

The whole hall stared at her, as she finally found the courage to say it.

"So, I've decided….that…I…I'd love to do the contract with Maan Khurana, because…..because I believe that we make a great team together." She finished, feeling her body drain out of every ounce of energy.

The hall burst into applause, as every single person related to Emporium Constructions heaved a sigh of relief. Geet moved away from the podium and started climbing down, when she felt Maan come right behind her, as everyone went busy shaking hands and congratulating each other.

"Wow!" he muttered into her ear,"Maine tumse jo kehne ko kaha tha, tumne toh use bhi better baatein ki. But, I just wish you had called me Maan, instead of Maan Khurana. Anyway, not a problem. Next time."

Geet spun around and glared at him ruthlessly,"Next time? There is not going to be a next time, Mk. Ever!"

She started moving away, when someone from the huge crowd of press called out, "Ms. Handa, can we have some pictures of you and Mr.Khurana together?"

She stiffened, and opened her mouth to scream out a NO, but before she could even think properly, she felt his arm slid on her bare waist and pull her closer. He looked at the cameras, moving her excruciatingly close to himself, and murmured, "Sure!"

Geet felt millions of flashes on her face all at once, as cameras began clicking them together in a single frame and freezing the moment forever. She could feel his breath on her, the closeness started to make her lose her senses. She couldn't help but remember the last time they had taken pictures together. It was the party of the project completion. He was so angry on her that he didn't even touch her. And, now, he didn't let go of for a second!

"You never know that there's not going to be a next time, darling!" Maan murmured, as they still continued posing for the cameras.

"Oh please! Spare me the horror!" Geet said, barely moving her lips, and then, added, "And, I think that's enough pictures. Now, let go of me."

"I don't want to," the sincerity in his voice made Geet look up into his eyes and cameras clicked pictures as they stared at each other.

The beautiful moment was broken as Geet saw Patel shuffle towards the exit from the corner of her eyes. She quickly shrugged off Maan's arm and walked off quickly towards him.

"Mr.Patel, aap…." She started saying, but he cut her off.

"It's getting late Ms.Handa. I have to go. Bye," he said, without looking at her and left the hall.

Geet stared after him, her mouth opening in a slight O in shock. What the hell is wrong with this man?

Just then, she heard someone say, "Well, it's a joyous occasion for Emporium and Khurana Constructions. So, may we have a dance from Ms.Handa and Mr.Khurana, to mark the beginning of this deal?"

She stiffened visibly, and turned around to say a very firm NO, when Meera said, "Sure, why not?" loudly and pushed Geet towards the floor, before she could stop her.

She bumped into his hard chest and Maan put his arm around her waist immediately. She stared at him, her eyes spitting fire and his spitting passion and the music began.

(The song I picturised here is Ek Din Teri Raahon Mein, from the movie Naqaab. I hope you all know that song and well, I hope you like it here!)

As Maan swayed her close to his body seductively, Geet felt her ears turn red and hot. She could feel every eye on them, and knew that a pair among them belonged to her beloved uncle. Also, she remembered, that this party was being telecasted and her parents were probably also watching her. But, something more important sprung into her mind, as Maan twirled her around for a couple of times smartly, and she blurted it out, as soon as he caught her in his arms and dipped her head low, almost on the ground.

"What did you do to Patel?" she panted, as Maan held her waist and twisted her behind him.

"Excuse me? I don't do Patel!" he replied nonchalantly, holding her hand close to his chest.

She gritted her teeth and said, "You know what I mean. Aapne Patel se kya kaha? Usski yeh halat kyun ho gayii hain?"

Maan picked her up in his arms, causing her to gasp loudly and twirled her around. He put her down and murmured,"He's fine. You don't have to worry about him, love!"

Geet panted, as Maan ran his finger all the way from her cheeks to her lips and dipped her down again. She managed to say,"He is not like that. He never leaves a chance to look at me, and today…" she couldn't continue, as she felt Maan's fingers squeezing her waist harder.

He bent low, on her body, almost bringing her close to the floor, and stayed like that as he said, with passionate eyes,"Do you WANT him to look at you?"

Geet felt herself being held down, even as the music progressed as Maan stared into her hazels unblinkingly, obviously waiting for her answer. She lowered her gaze, unable to deal with the heat of his deathly stare and muttered, "Nahin…woh….mera…mera woh…mera woh matlab nahin tha…I was just…"

He brought her up and synchronized their feet movements, speaking coldly, "I didn't like the way he looked at you. So, I told him, VERY POLITELY to behave well with you and stay away from you."

Geet's mind churned as he picked her up one last time, when the song started nearing its end. Politely? Patel ki halat se hi pata chalta hain, ke he was anything but polite…Babaji, pata nahin inhone Patel ko kya kiya…. she thought, with a shiver, but couldn't ignore the nagging warmth which gripped her heart.Mk bhi na…. bechare ki jaan hi le li inhone toh….

As the music ended, the whole hall burst out aloud with applauses. Maan settled her down on her feet, his hand still donned on her waist firmly. Geet looked around as everyone stood happily, and she felt a tug in her heart to see every employee, associate and director of Emporium Constructions standing there, relieved and happy and stress free.Inhe kya pata , ke meri halat kya hone wali hain…. she thought, suddenly feeling very exhausted and worn out.

She slowly walked to Meera, grabbing her car keys and cell phone from her, muttered a low"Good night" to her and sneaked in towards the exit, taking the lift to the elevator.

As she walked to her car, thinking about everything that had happened with her and to her for the last few hours, she unlocked her car.

"Humari baat aabhi poori nahin huwi hain, Ms.Handa," the voice halted her steps slightly, but she moved to her car door stubbornly.

Opening it, she groaned and said, "I did what you told me to do. It's enough for one night. Now, let me go."

Maan came behind her and slammed the door shut. Before, she could register anything, he pinned her down against her own car and held her tightly, his eyes glaring into hers with as much as a flinch in them. Geet started feeling slightly intimidated and a little scared, seeing his gaze, and tried to cringe away from him. That made him pull her even more closer!

"You are going to do the deal with ME from tomorrow. From tomorrow, I'm the only person in the world you're going to think and care about, okay? I'm the most important person in your life from tomorrow, and I don't want you to be thinking about any one…ANYONE else. Forget Patel, forget everyone else. They don't exist anymore. Kalse, main tumhare har baat mein, har saas mein, har sooch mein honga, do you get it?" he said, solemnly, staring at her.

Geet gulped her saliva down her parched throat, suddenly seeing a side of Maan she didn't know existed. He was staring at her, squeezing her waist, prompting her to answer, or rather, to say yes. She looked down and slowly nodded her head for a yes, suddenly feeling that all her courage and strength had drained out of her.

As soon as she nodded her head in the positive, Maan smirked and let her go, still holding her between the car and his body.

"Be at my office, tomorrow morning, 10am, sharp. Don't. Be. Late. Sweetheart," he added, walking away, when Geet stuttered,"Aap…aapka office?"

He stopped and looked back at her, with a smirk, "Yes, darling, the rules are the same. My office, my rules. FOR ME, WITH ME, ABOUT ME. Get it?" Winking broadly at her, he left a dazed Geet Handa behind in the basement.

Geet opened the car door, still in a daze and climbed inside. Putting the car into ignition, she started driving silently. After a few minutes, she screamed out audibly, speaking loudly to herself,"I have completely lost it. Geet Handa, you've officially lost it. Jo keh rahe hain, tu pagal ban kar maan ti jaa rahi hain…. tera dimaag kharab ho chukka hain…jo kar wa rahe hain tujhse, tu chupchap karti jaa rahi hain…it's as if you're a puppet and he's the one who's controlling you….UUGGGHHH!!!!!"

After about half an hour, she slammed her washroom door close and flopped on the bed. She looked up at the ceiling, staring at it for some time. Closing her eyes, she said a silent prayer before drifting off to a disturbed sleep. Babaji, kal se pata nahin Mk mere saath kya karenge…mujhe shakti dena, ke main unka saamna kar sakun, aur aapne faisle pe tiki reh sakun! Bacha lena mujhe Babaji…aapni Geet ko bacha lena……

*****

It was 1am, when Maan entered the Mansion, tired and almost asleep on his feet. The last few days had been hectic. First, the takeover and then, the effort he had to through to hide it from everyone, till the last minute, so that Geet couldn't ruin his plan in any way. Now, all he wanted to do was, crash into bed and sleep like the dead.

He entered the dark hall and started making his way towards the stairs, when the lights suddenly flicked on, and the voice halted his steps.

"Aagaye bete aap…Terrace se?" Savitri Devi sat back on the armchair, leaning against it, with a soft smile on her face.

Maan groaned audibly and turned around, "Oh My God! I forgot about you COMPLETELY!" he said, shaking his impatiently.

Savitri Devi stood up and walked towards her grandson, standing in front of him, her posture smart and upright. Looking at him, she said, with a sly chuckle, "Haan, woh toh humne TV pe hi dekh liya, ke aap hume bilkul hi bhul gayee…."

Maan stared at her and said,"Daadima, needh ke mare meri jaan nikh li jaa rahi hain. I have to go. Let me go. Aur, aap soyi kyun nahin aabhi tak? Kal nikal nahin hain aapko subha?" he stopped, as he stared at his grandmother, who stood in front of him with a smile on her face and then, groaned hopelessly again,"Aap kal kahin nahin jaa rahi hain, haina? You're not leaving tomorrow, are you? You're not leaving anytime soon, haina? You're not leaving! EVER! Oh Man!"

Savitri Devi hugged her grandson lovingly and murmured, "Bete, itna jhooth shayed hi aapne humse kabhi bola hoga. But, this time, I'm so proud. Lekin, aapne mujhe bataya kyun nahin?"

Maan hugged her back, clearly in a tired and resigned way. Stifling his yawn, he said, "Taaki aap jaake aapna mu phaar dalti usske saamne. Aur woh, woh toh hamesha hi meri jaan khane keliye taiyyar rehti hain. She would have put an end to everything."

"Maan!" Savitri Devi stroked his back lovingly, chiding him. She held him close to her and asked, "Bete, usse kitna pareshaan kar diya aapne…bechari, pata nahin kya halat ho gayii hogi uss bacchi ki!"

"Aur woh jo mujhe pareshaan karti hain, woh aapko dikhai nahin deta?" Maan retorted stubbornly.

Savitri Devi chuckled loudly and let go of her favourite grandson, stroking his cheeks lovingly.

"Jayiye, bete. So jayiye…you have a long day ahead. Or, you have several long days ahead. You'll need all the energy you can get!" she said, stroking his hair lovingly.

Maan nodded his head, hugged her one last time and staggered off to his room. As he crashed on the bed, dead on his feet, he couldn't help the smile which crept on his lips, as he remembered the look on Geet's face when he had walked into the hall for the first time.

"Geet Handa, aaj se tum aapni zindagi ka har lamha, har din yaad rakhogi. I'll make sure that you absolutely fall in love with your life from tomorrow. And, that's a promise!"

PRECAP: Kaat dalungi main aapko!

Sorry, Sorry, Sorry. But I was held up with a little university courses stuff!😕 My university/Hell starts again from the 23rd. Pata nahin iss baar mera kya haal hoga. But, more on that later!😆

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