After this class there was another class of geet but she decided to skip that one as she have to reach haveli before anyone wake up... though she knew noone will wake up before 9:00, but she didn't wanted to take risk... she was leaving when meera stopped her...
Geet... you have to submit your assignment as soon as you come back, after marriage... she said giving her some papers... maine kuch research work kiya hai... you can use it...
Geet - but yeh tune kyun kia... i mean our topics are different... phir yeh..??? she asked confused...
Meera - wo actually i was free yesterday... toh maine socha tu shaadi mein busy hogi toh yeh sab kaise karegi... this will help you alot... maine main points likh diye hai... you just have to expand it... ok...
Geet was overwhelmed at her gesture... noone ever has thought about her expect her mother in her whole life... and she thought noone will do either but she was wrong... meera always does something which reminds her of her mother... a tear slip out of her eye as she remember her life now... noone is there to care for her... noone is there to love her... she is all alone in this world...
Meera - kya soch rahi hai...??? she said a little loudly as she saw geet lost somewhere...
Geet - wo... kuch nahi... main chalti hu... late ho raha hai... she said and just left without hearing any reply from her... after whatever happened she don't have the power to love anyone... though she care and trust meera like a sister but she never showed it to her... suddenly rahul's thought crossed her mind... she stopped her scooty infront of a STD shop and called him... after her mom's death joginder send him to study in hostel...
Geet - kaisa hai... she said as soon as he recevied the call...
Rahul - theek hu di... aap kaisi ho...
Geet -wo tujhe jo paise chahiye the wo maine send kiye... mile tujhe... she always send her money from her mother's account which she has left on her name... she wondered if her mother was not there she wouldn't have been alive by now... how much she had done for her and rahul... she had left enough money for both of them so that they can live happily... though it is less but she had tried according to her salary... she even had gifted her scooty on her 16th birthday taking a loan... so that she can complete her studies from city... and didn't have to travel through bus... after she died now only geet realised how much her mother has been doing for them...
Rahul - haan di... thank you so much... papa toh sirf fees hi send karte hai... aur kuch bhi nahi...
Geet - koi baat nahi bacha... agar kuch aur chahiye ho toh mujhe bolna haan...
Rahul - ji di... he paused for a while and then said... di wo mujhe maths ke kuch chapter samaj mein nahi aa rahe... aap help kar do na... he asked in a baby voice...
Geet - hmm... tu chachu ki shaadi mein ayega na... tab sara syllabus finish kar dungi tera... tension mat le... ok...
Rahul - ji di.. thank you di...
Geet - hmmm... chal main rakhti hoon... she said not knowing what to say more... she always find it difficult to converse with him... after her mother's death... he had said that it was because of geet that his mom is not alive... she couldn't take her to the doctor on time... somewhere she also knew it was because of her but still it pained her to think he also thought like that... she also has lost her mamma... who was her friend, her guardian, her everything... than why always in her family everybody think about only their own pain... no one is their who can think about others... atleast she hadn't found anyone in her family till now...
Rahul - di take care... he said and she cut the call without saying anything as she knew she will not be able to take care of herself...
Hello madam... 15 rs. huye aapke... she heard the shopkeeper's voice...
Geet - hmmm... she was about to give him when he again said...
aur pichle 20 rs. bhi baki hai...
Geet - pata hai mujhe wahi de rahi hoon... she said and left...
Geetji... abhi tak gayi nahi aap... meera taunted...
tu... tu yahan kaise...
bhool gayi 1 hr. free hu abhi...
She was about to start her scooty when she heard some voice...
Excuse me...
she looked here and there but couldn't find anyone... so she started the scooty when she again heard someone...
Geet - meer... tune suni... kisi ki awaaz...
Meera - haan... i think koi bula raha hai... she looked here and there and notice a man standing on the otherside of the road... it was early morning so the road was empty as the shop opens at 10 usually... she got a naughty idea to change geet mode so she said in her ear...
waise geet bahut dino se hamne bet nahi lagayi... toh is baar main tujhe challenge karti hoon... wo jo aadmi hain na... usse tujhe confuse karna hai... in actual she wanted to say trouble him... but it was a slip of tongue...
huh... tujhe aur koi kaam nahi hai... har waqt challenge karti rehti hai... she said looking at the man she was talking about... he was coming towards them...
ok... mat kar... hayee... main pehli baar jeet jaungi tujhse... yeh toh athwan ajooba ho jayega... she said teasingly, because she knows geet will never accept defeat...
oh, hello... Geet Virdi ne harna nahi sikha... ye bhi tu hi haregi... she said and saw the man has crossed the lane and standing in front of them...
Excuse me... he again said... meera was about to reply when geet stopped her and signaled to go from here... she left immediately and hide behind a nearby wall from where she can heard everything...
ji..??? she said rudely... she looked at him and knew he is from somewhere... she looked at his car and noticed car's number plate and got to know, he is from delhi... immediately an idea stuck her and said politely... tusi mainu bula rahe c... (you were calling me?)
itna chota town hai.. pakka isse english nahi ati hogi... tabhi toh pehle jawab nahi diya... he thought as he looked at her weirdly... though she is looking educated but... he trailed of and said taking a deep breath...
wo aap mujhe xyz village ka rasta bata sakti hai... he said in pure hindi this time...
Geet - hanji tusi itho sidha jao... phir khabe... phir sajhe... phir tuhano ek patharan wala darwaja disunga... phir sidha... phir sajhe... phir khabe... tuhada pind aa gaya... (yes... you go straight from here... then take a left turn... then right... then cross a stone gate... then go straight... the right... then left... and you will reach... ok) she said a little loud... and in pure punjabi because she knew he will not understand as he came from outside... which made him all the more confuse...
ji... main kuch samjha nahi... aap hindi mein bolo na... he tried again as in this early morning he will not get anyone to ask address... and his phone is also not working...
dekhoji mainu hindi samaj aundi aa... par bolni ni aundi... islayi tusi na kisi hor toh puch lao... theek aa... changa ji... (see... i don't know how to talk in hindi but i can understand it very well... so you ask someone else...) she said making a face...
lekin aap mujhe help toh kar sakti ho na... mujhe Handa Haveli jana hai... geet's expressions change from playfulness, confused, surprised, shocked and finally horror... babaji yeh kya kiya... itne sari jagah me ise Haunted Haveli hi mili jane ko... she was busy thinking and didn't realised that the stranger was analysing her carefully...
Geet - hmm... oh yeah... you can go straight from here then take a left... after 7-8 mins you will reach there... saying that she left from there in a hurry leaving him all the more confuse... well, he was confuse but meera was more with her behaviour...
ajeeb ladki hai... he said to himself realising she lied to him all the while and left from there too.
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sorry for the delay in update... have to go out of town due to some emergency so couldn't update... hope you will like this part... press like and comment if you like it... plz... 😳
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