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Haan ji Newspapers. Rofl Di. I can under ishhtand. Par aise dekho na if you update wewould have a lot to yap about haina? *me makkhan lagaying*😆

Originally posted by: TheBrat

Haan ji Newspapers. Rofl Di. I can under ishhtand. Par aise dekho na if you update wewould have a lot to yap about haina? *me makkhan lagaying*😆

Rofl. Kaale baal honge because print jo chipak jaati hain. Ghane baal, I am smug that I do have ghane baal. Rofl.

Originally posted by: TheBrat

Rofl. Kaale baal honge because print jo chipak jaati hain. Ghane baal, I am smug that I do have ghane baal. Rofl.

CHAPTER 10

Savitri Devi and Dev enjoyed the remainder of the afternoon with Geet, her family and her neighbors. There was fun and laughter all around and Dev was having a blast. Dadi had tears in her eyes as she looked at her younger grandson. For once he looked just like any other normal child, innocent and carefree. Looking at him, her mind reaffirmed the decision of bringing Geet into their lives. Before leaving she gave Miri an extra tight hug. For one so young, her life had already seen too much turmoil and Dadi was glad that Geet and Miri had ended up together. They needed each other, as Geet had so much love to give and Miri desperately needed to be loved. Dadi hoped her family too would eventually become a part of this love equation.

The first step in making her plan successful was to get Dev on her side, with that in mind she begun the conversation with Dev on the way back to Khurana Residency.

Dev bete aaj to tum bohot khush lag rahe ho. Itna accha laga tumhe Geet aur unke parivar ka saath?

Haan dadi bilkul, he exclaimed excitedly.

Aur Geet di ne din bhar itna thoos thoos ke khilaya ki , at some point I stopped thinking with my brain and was just functioning on a hand to mouth basis. Woh paros rahi thi aur mai khaye jaa raha tha. He patted his small tummy happily. Dadi and Dev looked at each other and grinned,

Annapurna, they chorused simultaneously.

Kash, Dev began and then shook his head quietly.

Kash kya bete? dadi questioned him.

Kash, Geet di meri sacchi ki di hoti, phir toh woh hamesha humare saath rehti, mujhe bhi Miri ke jaise pyaar karti, khana khilati, khoob hasaati, par aise to nahi hosakta na dadi, he trailed off wistfully.

Dadi grinned looking at Dev.

Sacchi ki di. I don't think your older brother would have liked that, she muttered under her breath. Then continued in a louder tone, Arey waah bete, tumne toh humare dil ki baat keh dali. Abhi ke liye hum Geet se nata toh jod nahi sakte, par usse apna pass la sakte hai, par uske liye tumhe humari baat manni padegi.

Sach dadi, aise ho sakta hai? Par kaise? Mujhe kya karna padega? Dev asked enthusiastically.

Hum tumhe tumhari Geet di ke bare mein ek kahani sunayenge. Dadi had asked for Geet's permission to share some parts of her story with Dev and Geet had agreed.

Dadi told him the bare bones of the incident in Sawantwadi, but focused more on Geet's courageous recovery after her journey back to Delhi.

In panch salo mein tumhare bhai ne tumhare liye jitne bhi physiotherapists hire kiye, unme se koi bhi ek hafte se zyada tik nahi paya, kyun ki tumne unhe kisi na kisi bahane se bhaga diya. Par hum chahte hai ki tumhari Geet di tumhari physiotherapist bane. Par unse baat karne se pehele hum tumhe puchna chahte the. Agar tumhe tumhari di ka saath chahiye, toh hume sirf yeh ek raasta nazar aa raha hai. Hum tumhe force nahi karenge, aur sochne ke liye waqt bhi denge. Par tum jante ho na tumhari di se behtar tumhe koi nahi milne wala. Kyunki koi bhi physiotherapist tumhe unke jaisa pyaar nahi karega. Woh tumhe patient se pehle apna chota bhai manti hain. Faisla hum tum pe chodte hai.

Dev nodded and went quiet, but Dadi knew his mind was thinking furiously. She smiled. She lifted her forefinger and tapped her finger against the car seat. One down two to go, she thought.

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Dev had long conceded to Dadi's idea and was waiting eagerly for Dadi to talk to Geet Di. He felt pampered by Geet Di and she never made a big deal of him being in a wheel chair. She just accepted him for who he was. He wanted to be a part of her life more than he wanted anything, and so he waited.

Over the next several weeks, Dev and Dadi met with Geet and Miri several times. Sometimes at MAD Academy or sometimes at Geet's house and sometimes at some restaurant, chaat caf or ice cream parlor. Many a times Pari joined them and if it was later in the evening, Geet called Brij over to join them. Dadi and Dev eventually learned of the cat and mouse game between Brij and Pari and joined Geet's team in teasing them mercilessly.

On one such occasion when Dadi and Dev were visiting Geet's home, Dev was outside playing with the other kids and it was just Dadi and Geet in the house when Dadi decided to broach the subject.

Geet bete, hum apse aaj kuch mangna chahte hain. In fact I think it will be beneficial for both of us.

Pichle paanch salo mein, Dev ke, ek ke baad ek physiotherapists reh chuke hai. Par ek bhi tik nahi paya. Dev unhe koi bahana karke bhaga deta hai. He can't bear the thought of relying on anybody. Usne chalne ki umeed chod di hai, toh phir uss ummed ko jagane wali koi bhi baat woh karna nahi chahta. In paanch saalo mein bohot kamzor ho gaya hai uska badan. Apko pata hai na, woh apni umar ke baccho se kitna chota lagta hai. Par bohot ziddi hain. Kisiki madat nahi chahiye usse. Sirf uske bade bhai hain jinhe woh apne aap ko kahi bhi uthake le jaane deta hai.

Toh hum chahte hain ki aap uski physiotherapist bane. Apka background bhi toh paediatric physiotherapy main hain na? Dev ke liye jis cheez ki zaroorat padegi un saari cheezon ka bandobast humare ghar pe hai. Toh kya aap humare ghar aayengi Dev ke liye?

Hum jaante hai ki aap paas wale hospital mein un chand ghanto ke liye kaam karti hai, jab Miri school jati hain. Par jab apka college shuru ho jayega tab toh aap naukri chod dengi na? Agar aap humare ghar ayengi apko iski bilkul chinta nahi karni padegi. Joh bhi driver Dev ko ghar le aayega woh Miri ko bhi apne saath humare ghar le ayega, aur phir saara din woh humare saath reh sakti hai. Hume bhi bohot accha lagega. Aap apna college khatam karke aa sakti hain Hume aapke sirf chand ghante chahiye bete.

Aur aap uske liye humare ghar ayengi iss ummed par behad khush hai humara baccha. Bohot lagav ho gaya hai usse, aap se. Har din apke aur Miri ke saath kya kya karna hai uske plan banate rehta hai. Jab bhi bahar jaata hai choti ladkiyo ko kaun kaunsi cheezey pasand hai woh saari Miri ke liye uthakar humare ghar lakar rakh deta hai. Har waqt mujhse sawal karte rehta hai ki, Dadi di aayengi na? Na toh nahi kahengi na? Main unse kya kahoo ki woh humare ghar aaye?

Toh boliye bete? Main aapka jawab haan samjhoo?

Nahi dadi nahi. Geet exclaimed agitatedly.

Main kaise,mera matlab hain aap to meri condition janti hai na, mujhe khud apne aap ko sambhalne mein kitni mushkil ho jati hai, aur aap mujhpe Dev ki puri zimmedari dalna chahti hain. Main akele kaise uthaoo yeh zimmedari. Kaise madat karoon main Dev ki. Hospital mein bhi mein sirf doosre physiotherapists ko assist karti hoon. Main apna Master's bhi complete karne se hichkicha rahi hoon. Main khud tuti hui hoon dadi. Dekhiye meri taraf dadi. Main aapko, mujhse behtar kahi logon ka recommendation de sakti hoon Dev ke liye. Aap unse baat kijiye.

Savitri Devi felt tears smart her eyes as she saw the self-doubting young woman before her. Nahi bete mere liye apse zyada sahi insan koi nahi hai, mere pote ke liye. Kyun ki aap usse puri tarah se jaanti hai, samajhti hai. Aap pehli inssan hai jispe humara pota itna bharosa karta hai, aapki har baat manne ke liye tayyar hai woh, aur yahi baat humare liye sabese badi baat hai.

Dadi cupped Geet's face in her hand. Na maat kahiyega bete, please na maat kahiyega. Aap thode din aake dekh to lijiyega. Kya pata aap humara ghar chodna hi na chahe.

Nahi dadi, mujhe dar lag raha hai, Geet panicked.

Toh aap sach mein nahi aayengi Geet di. Agar main puchu toh bhi nahi? Dev's completely dejected voice trembled as he continued on,

Waise toh main janta hoon ki main kabhi chal nahi paunga par mujhe laga tha aap aur Miri saath mein rahengi toh yeh wheelchair mujhe manzoor hai. Aap ke saath rehta hoon toh aap kabhi bhi yeh ehsaas nahi dilate ki yeh kursi meri majboori hain. Par agar mujhe pata hota ki meri kursi aap ki majboori ban jayegi to main Dadi se kehta ki apse kabhi na puche.

Geet just couldn't bear it anymore and she rushed towards Dev's chair and bent over him and hugging him, kissing him all over his face.

Tum meri majboori nahi, aadat ban chuke ho bacchu, aur yeh Di tumhare bulane par thode hi na, na kahegi. Aapki marzi saarankhon par. Main to bas Dadi ke samne thoda bhav kha rahi thi. Aur tumse kisne kaha ki tum kabhi nahi chaloge. Tum koi antaryami ho ya future mein dekhne ki machine hai tumhare pass, jisme dekhkar keh sakte ho ki nahi chaloge. Ainvayi bate maat banao. Ab maine bhi than li hain, ai kursi, yaad rakh tune Geet Handa se panga liya hai. Tu apne din ginna shuru kar de. Dev laughed out loudly with sheer excitement and relief. Geet Di was coming to their house. She promised to talk it over with Baba, Brij and Miri and said she'd let them know when she could start coming over.

Dadi and Dev were on their way back to Khurana Residency when Dev gave a disgusted look at his Dadi. Aur apne kya kaha tha Devi Bonaparte ji. Geet ko manana humare baye haat ka khel hain Birbal. Yahi kaha tha na aap ne mujhse. Agar main uss samay ake situation ko nahi sambhalta toh kya karti aap.?Mujhe toh aapke haath mein "I surrender" ka jhanda saaf dikayi de raha tha, strategy queen. Isilye mujhe situation diffuse karne ke liye khud ko zor se chunti katni padi. Dard itna hua ki aankho mein asu khud ba khud aa gaye.

Dev, Dadi exclaimed. Woh sab drama kiya tumne.

Dev grinned unrepentantly.

Hum bhi aap hi ke pote hai oh meri DD a.k.a Dramebaaz Dadi, ya phir kahoo, Devi Bonaparte ji. Yeh strategy to kaam kar gayi Dadi. He hi fied her and then rolled down the window and yelled out into the racing wind, I am so happy Dadi, Geet Di is coming home.

Dadi lifted her forefinger and her middle finger, Two down, just one more, she thought and grinned.

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Maan Singh Khurana had been noticing a gradual change in his Dadi and Dev for the past few weeks. He did not know the cause behind it but he was glad at heart. Dadi and Dev seemed to be laughing more often. The Dadi he was seeing these days almost reminded him of the Dadi from his younger days, confident and strong. They both went out often, he knew the general area where they went, as the security team reported it to him, but the details were sketchy. He could if he wanted, find out the details, but he did not want to dampen their newly found enthusiasm with his interference. He would often see a white head and a small dark one close together, whispering over something which would stop abruptly as soon as he entered the vicinity. He almost felt left out and that irritated him, and so he'd go and sit right in between them just to bug them. They'd give him dirty looks until he'd get irritated again and walk away, only to see the furiously whispering black and white heads together again. He knew they were plotting something. All he had to do was wait patiently to find out whatever it was.

One evening, he was sitting in his study going over some papers, when he heard the slight squeak of Dev's wheelchair outside his door. He was about to call out when there was a knock on his door and his Dadi entered all by herself. He looked behind her, but she was alone.

Dev kaha hai? he enquired.

Dadi raised her one brow and lied glibly, Mujhe kya pata. Hoga apne kamre mein.

Dev who was right outside with his ear pressed to the door grinned and shook his head at his Dadi's blatant lying capabilities.

Maan knew then, that whatever had been cooking between his Dadi and brother was going to be served on his plate tonight. He looked at her warily and took a defensive stance by crossing his arms over his chest. Dadi looked at his arms pointedly. He hurriedly uncrossed them. Yes, of course she knew everything about him. After all he had learnt everything at her lap. His eyes narrowed as he looked upon her. Her back was straight and her head held high, clear sharp eyes looking straight at him. Her body held perfectly still, not giving away a thing. This was her, no-holds-barred, go for victory all guns blazing look. Maan was really worried now and braced himself for whatever was coming.

Dadi handed over a few pieces of paper to him. Zara iss CV pe, aur iss degree ki copies pe apni nazar daliye.

He took the proffered papers and scanned over them rapidly. Yeh kiske details hai Dadi. Iss par ka naam, pata, phone no's, email address, college ka naam, sab kuch black out kiya hain. Yaha tak ki main yeh bhi nahi janta ki yeh ladka hai ya ladki.

Dadi looked at him with her sphinx face for a moment and then continued, Hume pata hain. Hum hi ne black out kiye hain? ? Aur yeh ladka hai ya ladki iski jankari ki zaroorat aapko nahi hai. Apse shaadi karane ke liye nahi layi hoon main yeh biodata.

Toh phir ku layi hain aap yeh blacked out biodata? Maan was confused.

Kyu ki hum iss insan ko bohot acchi tarah se jaante hain, aur hum nahi chahte ki aap inka koi bhi background check kare. Balki hum nahi chahte ki aap inka koi bhi check kare.

But Dadi why the hell will I look into an unknown persons background. Maan ground out in frustruation.

Because I am hiring this person as Dev's physio therapist. Dadi dropped the bomb shell.

What!!! Maan jumped out of his fake relaxed stance.

And has Dev agreed to this? He questioned her.

Bilkul. Dadi raised her nose another inch in the air.

Dev, he yelled out. Main janta hoon tum darwaze ke bahar khade ho. Do you agree to this person being hired as your physio therapist.

Ji bhai, absolutely. Agar apne inhe hire kiya I will agree to whatever the person asks me to do as far as my therapy is concerned. Please bhai, I need you to hire this person. Please.

Dev literally begging him to hire a physiotherapist for himself was nothing short of a miracle in Maan's eyes. He'd been trying for years to get one that would stick around. But so far he'd been unsuccessful. And now this. There was definitely more to the story then was visible to him.

Dadi yeh mazak nahi hain. I need to know every detail about this person. Aap isse kaha mile. What doe s this person do? What connections does he/she have. Where does this person reside. Ghar mein kaun kaun hai? Police records hai ya nahi.

He scanned the CV again and continued, Even though this person is brilliant why did he/she take a 2 year break after graduating. What was this person doing for all this time. I am getting my security team on this right now.

Suddenly Dadi interrupted him. Ha toh main kya kah rahi thi? Accha apka biodata dekhna ho gaya. Chaliye accha hua. I haven't talked payment terms with this person. Mujhe koi andaza nahi hai in cheezo ke bare mein. I think you should pay whatever was paid to the last one. That will be perfect.

Maan just gaped at his Dadi. It was as if she had pressed the backspace on her mental keyboard, and deleted his entire conversation, and continued from the last point at which she had stopped.

Par Dadi, Maan begun

Dadi looked at him and raised her hand. Listen to me Maan Singh Khurana. I am the legal guardian of my younger grandson, Dev Singh Khurana and as such I have complete legal right to hire or fire anybody as far as my younger grandson is concerned. I am serious Maan. Hum pure yakeen ke saath keh rahe hai ki jo physiotherapist hum Dev ke liye la rahe hai, woh uski zindagi mein bohot badlav lekar aayega.

She looked at him and grinned implishly, Infact I'm hoping ki badlav hum sab ki zindagi mein aayega.

She walked over to him and linked her arm with his.

Hum pe vishwas kijiye bete. Hum galat nahi hai. Iss ek baar bina koi sawal puche, bina kisi pe shaak kiye, raazi ho jaiye. I know it is very difficult but trust me. Your brother needs this and you will not regret this decision of yours. Promise me you'll not take any action behind my back.

Ji Daadi, thik hai. Iss ek baar. I will agree to you. I promise. Maan finally conceded.

She pulled his head down kissed his forehead, wished him a goodnight and walked out.

A moment later he heard a loud yelp of victory followed by a shushing sound and he realized that he'd been worked over by a master at her art.

She'd walked in with confidence, stayed calm herself but worked him up, had Dev working on her side to emotionally blackmail him then, she'd threatened him and finally softly cajoled him. He'd been had. He'd been taken for a ride by Devi Bonaparte and her accomplice.

Maan frowned for a moment and then a bark of laughter erupted out of him.

3 for 3, thought Dadi with a wide grin on her face.

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So that's it for now.

This part had to be written to get Geet into the Khurana household. I already have the next update almost complete and ready to go. I think I had the most fun writing that chapter.

There is no narrative this time, however I'm going to give you a preview, which I think you'll enjoy .😆

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Preview:

Aap kaun, aur aap Dadi ke ghar me kya kar rahe hai. Miri looked at the tall man in the doorway with wide eyes.

Yeh mera bhi ghar hain aur main Maan Singh khurana hoon. Maan wondered who the little squirt questioning him at his own door was.

Miri looked at him for a minute, then gasped, covered her mouth and ran inside the house and up the stairs calling out in her loudest panic stricken voice.

Mamma, mamma, dadi, dev bhaiyya, She rushed into the room where the other three were sitting.

Woh woh she gasped

Geet rushed towards her panic stricken daughter.

Kya hua Miri, kya hua.

Woh niche, niche woh sher aaya hai. Aur Dadi woh apke ghar ko apna keh raha hai. Ab kya hoga?

Kaun aya hai Miri bete, Dadi asked in confusion.

Maan Singh Khurana. Maine abhi usse niche dekha. Brij mama kehte hai ki Maan Singh Khuran sher hain. Ab aap kya karengi dadi?

All the other 3 occupants in the room froze on hearing that name.

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UPCOMING:

Samne Yeh Kaun Aaya Dil Mein Hui Halchal,
Dekh Ke Yeh Ek Hi Jhalak Ho Gaye Hum Pagal.😉

baap re...kitna drama...Geet ko ghar lane ke liye..woh bhi as a physiotherapist...I just laughed at Daadi's word "Yeh aapki shaadi ke liye biodata nahi hai" and Maan was like "Toh kis liye hai yeh blacked out biodata"

So the story is going to get lighter now! I like I like! 😃

Reading about Dev and Dadi's attachment with Geet and Miri once again proved the worth of dil ke rishtey. That some relationships are way higher than blood links...

Beware! Devi Bonaparte is here! And she's going to plan and plot, scare you and cajole you, and get what she wants out of you without you even knowing it! 😆 Smart woman she is!

Dev bhi koi baccha nahin hai iss game mein. I was thinking 'poor Dev' when he cried in front of Geet and when he confessed of pinching himself, I was literally gaping at his unabashed harkat! Birbal toh chaalu cheeze nikla! 😲

Dadi and Dev is a deadly combination. Manipulative and lethal. Okay, that wasn't meant to mean the real lethal. It meant killing the other person's brain cells with their tactics! 😆
I loved how Dev handled Geet and got her to agree on coming to KR and Dadi ki toh kya hi baat hai! The great Maan Singh Khurana jisko uske office mein sher kaha jata hai couldn't keep his defensive stance upright in front of his oh-so-tez Daadi! The MSK got played without knowing it! 😆

I got the recipe for having things done your way. Walk in with confidence, stay calm yourself and work the other person up, have an accomplice on your side, emotionally blackmail, threaten and cajole. There you have it. You'll get your way. Guaranteed. Arey jab the great MSK phas gaya toh aur koi kya cheez hai?! 🤣

We have a teaser here. Oh I'm so excited toh have Maan's dil having hulchul seeing Annapoorna at his house! 😃

Thanks for the PM Apa! I loved this chapter a lot! 😊

awesome update