Kahan jaati kis ko batati ..
Toote khwaboon ka shlooq kis ke dar par manati
Na koi apna tha na koi ghar iss jahan mien
Ab tou bas chal pari thi ..anjaan rahoon par
Na koi saathi tha na humrahi
Bas apne hi hosloon ki dor pakre aagayi thi nagri uski
after 2 months of that incident ..
Geet : thank u soo much meer ..meri ek mid night call par u helped me ..really I just don't know how to thank u enough ..
Meera (licking her chocolate coated fingers) : simple graduation ke baad apni har month ki salary se mujhe buhat saari chocolate khelati rehna ..hugaya thank u ..
Geet (hugged her tight) : muhhaaazz ..i love u meer ..pata nahi tou nahi hoti tou kya hota meera Mumbai mien
Meera : thank my uncle jin ki waja se mien Mumbai mien thi …n then thank ur timing ..5 min aur late hoti tou mien tou nikal gayi hoti nani maa ke ghar se …n bye the way yeh mujhe kehna chahiye ….agar tu na hoti tou mera kya hota ..
Geet : kyun mene aisa kya kara …ulta mien tou itna late teri nani ke ghar tapak gayi thi ke mujhe apne saath delhi lee chalo ..with only 5000 rupees as my savings ..tu ne hi tou nani maa ko manaya ..
Meera : Dumbo …tune agar mujhe last 4 years tuitions nahi diye hote tou mien college mien puhanchi hi nahi hoti …exams mien fail jo hujati …tou matagi …iss ko apni guru dakshina samajhye …samaan rakhiye aur soo jaiye ..kal se buhat kaam hai ..
N hain ..mien yahan akeli hoon with just my uncel's friend as a neighbor tou self service ka board laga hai …jo bhi chahiye hu plss khud se iss studio house mien dhundh lena ..n plss yeh formal thank u n sorry na baad ke liye bacha kar rakhna okiee me too sleepy now ..chal meri jaan chal tou bhi soo ja ..
they say na ..if Almighty closes one door the other one is still open …same here ..Geet was an orphanage n managed to get herself till here with her education just coz of scholarships ..but after her scholarship being canceled she had no whr to live in mumbai n here she was in Delhi at her school friend Meera's house n now after a hard struggle of 2 months she has managed to get an admission in one not so high but good college of delhi ..yet another hurdle to be passed 4 her the deposit money ...!
So here she is the very next day of getting the admission paper ready standing in front of the jewelry shop after selling the only gold chain she had in the name of the last memory of her parent ..
Some people rushed by her side making her loose her balance n she closed her eyes ready to touch the hard ground but a pair of strong arms enveloped her in his strong grip ..n she clutched his arm tightly in fear ..after a few moments of fear she recognized the scent filling her nostril ...
how will she forget it ..from past 2 months it the same memory haunting her every minute making her hatred double for him …but strangely every second in last 2 months with every blow of wind passing by she could feel the same aroma around her …at every path she walks she could feel the same piercing gaze set over her …n now this man was standing in front of her with his same dark intense gaze set over her …she looked away feeling him looking at her eyes straight …as if he could touch her inner thoughts with his gaze …her heart again started pacing at high speed with him around …the feeling was still the same as it was 2 months back ..yet again she was drown in the depth of his ocean brown eyes forgetting her own self ..irritated with her own behavior around him ..she left a big sigh n started going away ..only to be stopped by him ..
Maan (placing the chain in his palm n sketched it in front of her) : tumhari chain ..
Geet (gave him a confused look ..then replied coldly) : sorry par yeh meri nahi hai ..
Maan : u don't have to give me that money back …its nothing to a person like me ..just take this with u ..
Geet : ya right to a rich rutheless …arrogant self centered person like u ..its nothing ..but tell me one thing Mr. Khurana y do u think I will take any kind of a favor with a person who is soul responsible for all this chaos in my life …uhh ..get off my way Mr. or u will again assume things ..
Maan (again coming in front of her) : listen miss ..i am just …yeh chain tumhari fav. Hai …y r u trying to be so arrogant ..just take it n ill go away …
Geet (amused) : aapko kaise pata …??
Maan : jis tarha tum iss chain ko uss lady ke haath mien dekh rahi thi ..buhat obvious tha ..
Geet (back to her strong self) : thnkss but mujhe ajnabiyon se cheezien lene ki adat nahi hai …got that now move ..
Maan (walking along with her) : dekho ..i knw wohh …uss din tumhari galti nahi thi .. if u want I can even get u back ur scholarship in Mumbai …tumhain yeh chain sell karne ki koi zarorat nahi hai …
Geet : plss Mr.Khurana …apna yeh favor apne paas hi rakhye ..n mind u ..poore India mien wohh ek hi college nahi hai …aur na hi mien koi bechari abhla naari hoon jo aapki help ke bina survive nahi kar sakti …apna paisa aur apni position kisi aur ke liye istemaal kareye …mujhe iss EHSAAN ki koi zarorat nahi hai …apni manzil tak puhanchne ka rasta mien khud bana longi …
Chali gayi who ankhoon mien nafrat ki ek aag liye ..
Magar na-jane kya tha jo wohh aag bhi maan ko apni taraf kheench rahi thi ..
Ajeeb se dor thi …kya sirf usski galti ka pashtawa tha
Jo wohh yeh sab kar raha tha …??
Shayad ..han …pashtawa hi tha …aur iss ehsaas se nikalne ki zarorat..
Par kuan jaane kab kis waqt ..yeh zarorat adat ban jayegi ..
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Its been one months …
The same hour 5 in the early morning …with geet sleeping in her bed with her friend meera n her alarm buzzing …yawning ..frowning she woke up sketching her hands with eyes closed n prayed for a better life …n a nyc day ..not to forget to pray for this sweetheart sleeping beside her who after just 1 call helped her ..n allowed her to share her 1 bed room studio apartment ..smiling she got off her bed n after getting ready herself n making breakfast for meera, munching her sandwich she was collecting her books .. …meera was also an orphan but had an uncle her chahu who loves her the most n is working in dubai to earn n provide her a good life …geet really admires they way meera n her uncle is with each other ..so loving like a complete family ..which she longs for ever since …
Here another day of struggle starts for her … collecting the keys she went down her apartment hurriedly …n made her way to art house…she was happy with this struggling ..adventures filled life …she managed to get herself a part time job in a art house cum coffee shop ..it is owned by meera's uncel's friend Jaspal Singh …from whr she manages her monthly expense ..she is given the responsibility to open the shop sharp at 6:30 n attend the early morning customer thr for breakfast …with a bright smile she was as usual serving the daily customers …but her eyes were stuck on the entrance 😳…waiting for the most regular customer of her shop since the day she has joined ..the same stranger …Maan Singh Khurana …who is thr every morning sharp at 7am to have his coffee n then late hours of lunch time when she will be back from her college to join her duty ..but his eyes were always use to stare at her un-blinkingly …she has often seen him scribbling something on paper n than he would just quietly go when she will take her apron off n went in to change ..every time she came back ready to leave for her college in the morning ..he will be no whr to be seen .. n she will leave sighing to visit the temple n collected the sweets in her way n dropped them in the hands of the care taker of an orphanage on her way to college …spending her whole time thr studying hard with some of her new found friends …
It is yet another day with geet working in the shop during lunch time after coming back frm her college ..n thr the daughter of the Jaspal uncle PINKY came rushing towards her..
Pinky : geet ..geet dekh tera wala aagaya ..
Geet (confused making coffee) : uhh ..kya bol rahi pinky …?? Waise hi mien kal ke test ko lekar tensed hoon …parhne ka time nahi hai 12 baje tou shop close hugi ..aur tou bhi na ..
Pinky : geet dekh na wohh wahi apni usual corner table par betha wohh …
Geet (still didn't paid attention) : kuan ..
Pinky : arre wahi MSK …jo humesha tujhe ghorta rehta hai …see abhi bhi tumhain hi dekh raha hai ..(geet looked at her with stern face)
Just the mention of his name was enough for her to fume n here this weird person was again showing up …wasn't it enough for her to bear his sight till 30 min in the morning that he comes in the afternoon as well ..gosh she was actually irritated n without seeing at pinky neither towards maan she continued assembling the order tray …while maan was still sitting thr looking at her worried pale face n continued moving his hand on the napkin with a ball pen seemed like he was writing something …his eyes never left her sight …n every time she stumble he would actually slightly jump up his seat n then would calm himself seeing her balancing herself ..n then looked away smiling ..seeing that usual expression of hers ..her tongue caught b/t her jaw ..eyes shut n lips slightly moving indicating either she is cursing her awful habit of not being careful while walking or she'll be complaining to her ever so favorite Babaji ..her cute pouting face ..n that child like expression always left a smile on his face …but she caught him hiding his face ..n got to know he was as usual smiling at her light …
Geet : dusht danav ..mujhe aise ghurte rehenge aur mera dhyan nahi rahega ..aur jab mien girjaongi tou histe hain …babaji mujhe samajh nahi aata yeh insaan kyun mere peeche para hai …(n went away snorting her nose up giving him a glare like STOP-LAUGHING) ..
But this was only to make him smile more ..n he went out hurriedly seeing the time in his watch ..
Maan : khud pagal hai …mujhe bhi pagal kar degi ..hurry up maan u r late ..
Maan went away leaving a confused geet who saw him running out leaving some money on the table …n she went to door bit worried n saw him living like a bullet train in his BMW
Geet (went to table n saw the money) : babaji inn ameeron ko paisoon ki kadar kyun nahi hoti ..dekho kaise itne extra paise phek kar chale gaye …
She went ahead ..n dropped the extra amount in the charity box while dropped the order money to Jaspal uncle at the money counter ..
The went normal with get occasionally studying during the working hours when the shop will be having less load …that was the biggest favor she got working here ..but she was good at work n never compromised in her duties …her chirpy sweet nature was adored by everyone ..n the daily morning oldie customer actually loved her for the sweetness with which she serves them thr early morning breakfast ..
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The other day was quite normal ..with geet getting up @ 5 n opening the shop ..but by the time it was 7 she was getting bit clumsy n irritated as well ..but never showed it to the customers present thr …the reason was non other than MSK it was his time to arrive …
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