Tanha //Concept justification page 70 / 19 july - Page 19

'What should I do know.I am not able to understand what is happening ' Geet collapsed on Sofa thinking this 'Kya should I call Papa ?' Once this thought struck her mind 'No not now . I should give some time to me to adjust in this house.Quite possible I m feeling odd due to new place'

'Okey Daddi Maa left.It was urgency.But why Maan is doing so.He was in hurry...itni jaldi shaddi k liye.It is obvious if he selected me I m special.Ya I m special what's fault in me.How he can insult me such' her eyes got wet.

'Didi Ji u ll take tea or coffee' she came out of her trance when Deepak came.

'Wo' before she could complete Maan interfered 'Deepak go and bring Nimbu Pani (lemonade) for Geet.One more thing make this as a routine. Instead of Coffee or Tea she ll have Nimbo Pani'

Deepak left nodding his head .Geet was looking at him in amazement without blink

'Aise kya dekh rahe ho.Nimbo Pani is good for health. Especially for girl like you to stay fit to be in shape' He cupped her face within his hands

'Maan why r u behaving odd to me' she questioned to find true reason behind all this

'Odd when I behaved odd.' He tried to be ignorant

'Then what is this.Like every girl I dreamt about my first night but what you did My husband a perfect gentleman behaved in such a way with his newly wed wife Maan why u insulted me.When u chose me as ur perfect life partner. You liked me to such extent that you asked for marriage in hurry' She grabbed him from color and burst on him in full blow.

'Tone down Geet.In this house no one has permission to talk to me in such a high pitch' He freed his collar and jerked her 'Maan Singh Khuraana tumhare har sawal ka jawab de yeh zaroori nahi .By the way you r going some where' he looked at her from head to toe.'Ready to aise hue h o jaise party main ja rahi ho

'Maan why r doing this to me .Whats wrong I did ' sobbing she bent on her knees and held Maan's leg.

'Geet get up this is not any film scene that u r sheeding tears like this' he grabbed her from shoulder and made her stand

Deepak again came with glass of lemonade and handed to Geet 'Maan Sir Its already nine breakfast laga de'

'Deepak whats in breakfast ?' resting hands on waist he said

'Sir Pasta...Cheese sandwich and for Geet Didid Aloo Parantha .Geet Madam ki Maaji ne Daddi Maa ko bata diya that what she likes.So Daddi Maa asked me to prepare breakfast of her choice.' he gave whole manu

'Okey But I m not interested in this breakfast. I want 2 hav something different Pasta and Sandwich tum log kha lena.' Maan smirked

'What Sir tell me.I ll cook for u ?'

'No Deepak neither u nor Nakul.Tum logo k hath k kha kha k bore ho gaya hu.Ya u cook very good.But I m used to it know.' he gave mischievous smile

'Then Sir .Should I order from ur favorite restaurant '

'Waise Deepak the most famous restaurant to Handas k he hai.When it comes to quality and taste nothing is batter than them.But now when Handa empire ki heiress Miss Geet Handa I mean Mrs Geet Maan Singh Khuraana is my wife now.Defiantly I shouldn't miss chance to eat from her hands' He took her hand in his hand and placed soft kiss on it.

'Main kaise…khana kaise bana sakti hu…' Shocked Geet said

'Kyo u don eat or u eat raw.But sorry I can't miss meals or can't eat raw food. As I m normal human being.So I m really excited to eat from ur hands' he held her close

'Sir Geet Didi ka aaj pehla din hai is ghar main.Let her be comfortable first. Hum inko sabh samjha dengay is ghar main kon sa kaam kaise hota hai.' Deepak requested

'Maan when there r cooks and people to work in this house so why u r doing this...to torture me more.'

'Khana banana torture hai. To fir khana bhi torture hoga rite.So today I ll not torture u more.Na tum khao an main khata hu.' In his husky voice he whispered near to her ear

'Deepak u go' Deepak left when he ordered

'Maan I don know how to cook.'

'I don know how ll you cook.But u have to.For me.From now onwards. You will have too cook for me.I m not asking to cook for whole house.Yeh servants sab k liye khana cook karegay for u also.But for me only you have to cook. Samjh gayai'twisting her arm he said

'Per Maan' was about to cry

'No ifs and buts.I will wait take as much time as u want becoz its ur day one here.Jab mere liye khana banega.Only than u ll be able to eat what servants will have cooked.I m giving u time today becoz I m free till 12 so u have three hours.Have ur Nimboo Pani and mere liye breakfast banayo.'After his verdict he rushed toward his room.

He again came back 'One thing more Geet don't try to be oversmart by calling someone for help as I need Makae (corn) ki Mooli (radish) wali roti (Parantha).Otherwise outcomes may be unexpected .You know na Mr Handa k 2 resorts under construction hai in collaboration with KC' He gav wicked smile and climbed stairs

'Maan Maan ' Geet yelled but got no response.

'Geet Didi ..If Maan Sir says any thing every one has to follow that.To kya aab aap khana banayegi.' Poor Deepak silent spectator of this drama came to Geet

'Tum chalo main change karke aati hu' looking at her new wed girl's dress she said as it was difficult to work in kitchen in such heavy outfit.

It was not easy to calm down the inner turmoil but she controlled.But what about the flood of tears which had broken the barrier of her hazal eyes.She wiped her eyes.Thinking about her unknown mistake...fault she dragged herself toward room

Within ten minutes she reached kitchen changed in normal Punjabi dress.

'Geet Didi mera naam Nakul hai...Deepak told me you don't know how to cook. Koi baat nahi hum help kar dengay.Maan Sir not gonna come here.Just tell k apne banaya hai breakfast .' Nakul consoled looking at Geet's pale face

'Why Nakul my entry is banned here' Maan's unexpected entry brought their hearts to mouth

'Maan Sir aap ? ' Shocked Nakul

'Ya me.I thought I should give company to my wife.N u Nakul just look at final arrangements in conference hall.You know na today is my meeting around 12:30 ' he raised his brow and it was enough for Nakul to leave the place

Poor Nakul helpless looked back again toward Geet and left place.

'Geet u haven't started yet ?'

'Wo mujhe pata nahi kon sa saaman kaha hai' hesitatingly she said

'Oh then no problem.U can get some liberty.Let me help u.' he looked around. Picked Radish and grater 'okey yeh lo Muli (radish) and first grat it'

'Wo kaise karni hai .Maan there r so many servants in my house.So I never needed to come in kitchen. Just gave attention in studies and lil bit business.I don know any thing ' with wet eyes she begged for some mercy

'Oh Geet tell me one thing agar tumhare pass kush na ho.No money no job then how will yoy survive.Who will feed you cook for you...when you have no money to arrange food even for once a day.' he grabbed her hand and brought her near to him.'ha Geet bolo' yelled Maan

'Wo Maan'

'I need no excuses or explanations... just do this fast.Peel radish first wash it and grat it.Until let me make a call.' he ordered her dialing a number.

A girl who hadn't seen grater properly in life.How she could do this without any help.She started to peel radish with sharp knife.But it cut her hand in middle of thumb and finger 'Aah ' she scrambled .

'Kya hua ' Maan rushed inside.Looking at her hand in blood he shrink his brows 'ek kaam diya wo bhi nahi kar sakti' He grabbed her hand and put it under running water.

'Apply this plaster on ur cut and do this work fast.I m too much hungry ' he yelled giving her bandage

'Maan plz I can't do this.' she cried

'Really but I know you can do unexpected things .Becoz you are Geet Handa now Khuraana.So do it fast' he burst ...grabbed her from back of neck

Suddenly he loosened his grip 'I need no excuse but breakfast which gonna be lunch soon'

Poor girl shivering applied bandage on cut .With sour hand somehow she peeled radish .Washed it .While grating it cut her hands so many times

'Agar mujhe pata hota yeh sabh hoga then..' she mumbles

'Then tum mujhe shaddi nahi karti.But this not happened come back to senses Mrs Khuraana.Mujhe to god ne tumhari destiny main already likh diya tha' he put his arms around her waist from back 'arre tumhare hath kitne cuts aa gaye hai na 'looking at her bleeding hands he said

She was not able to say a single words.Just her eyes were flowing.

'Geet dekho rona matt.If u cry yeh khara pani(salty water) jo tumhari eyes se beh raha hai na.Tumhare jakhmo per lag kar aur dukhi karega tumko.If u try to wipe ur tears with ur injured hands.' he squeezed her both hands

'Aah Maan its paining.Leave me plz ' she was crying bitterly

'That's why I m saying don cry.Abhi to salt , green challis add karni hai na is mixture main to yeh tears tab k liye sambhal kar rakho .Green chillis ll give burning sensation.' He gave evil smile and called Deepak' Deepak give every thing to her to make roti.'

Helpless Deepak looked at Maan and then Geet.She was sobbing .But Maan he had a strange satisfactory smile on his face

A girl who don know to hold knife properly she was doing all this.When green challis and salt made her pain unbearable she collapsed on floor.Her injured hands were more red than the color of her Mehndi.

'Maan Sir plz took pity on her.Let me handle all this ' Deepak folded both hands

'Theek hai Deepak .But she deserves punishment as she failed to do her given task.Isliye Jab tak tum breakfast bana nahi lete aur main kar nahi leta.She can't sit till then.' he grabbed her hand and forced her to get up from floor.'Ha Geet bolo yeh to tum kar sakti ho na '

'Maan'

'Ha ya na '

'Theek hai' she nodded her head

'okey than I m waiting at dining table.Jab breakfast ban jaaye tum le kar aaogi'ordering he left

'Didi ji chaliye jaldi se pehle apke hath main patti(dressing) kar du.'taking off first aid box from cupboard Deepak said

'Nahi Deepak tum apna kaam karo warna mere sath sath Maan tum per bhi gussa hongay'

I took about 40 minutes to prepare breakfast.She was trying to analyze what went wrong.But no clue for her.Deepak put all things on tray and with her sour hands she with much difficulty brought it to dining table.

'Oh my lovely wife brought breakfast for me.Aab layi ho to serve bhi kar do' he grinned ear to ear.

With shivering hands she put curd in bowl and placed plate in front of Maan.

'Wo kya hai na Geet.I lov to have salty curd.So plz put some salt in dahi(curd)' he opened salt-celler in front of her.

Maan snatched spoon from her hand when she tried to put salt with it.'hath nahi hai tumhare.'

He grabbed her finger and put inside salt

'Aah Maan bahaut dard ho raha hai' she scrammed

'Tumko dard bhi hota hai..really .Just go away from here' he roared

Geet rushed toward her room.Maan threw every thing in front of him .Fuming followed Geet to room

'Geet I told you to keep standing . Per tum yaha bed per late(lay) kar aaram kar rahi ho'

'Maan I don want to stay here.Let me go to my parents.' she groaned

'Okey u wanna go.Lets go .Main bhi chalta hu.But remember one think .I will attempt suicide at Handa House.Just try karuga.Fir investigation hogi You will be main accused in my attempt to murder case.I have such links that ur whole family and Handa empire will collapse in fraction of second ' he set next to her on bed

'What ?' surprised Geet got up.Maan could go to this limit but why ?

'To aab challe' Maan knew she will drop weapons in front of him and she did Lik a victorious person he he raised his head up and left room.

But why was he doing so this was still a unsolved puzzle for her.

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