Hamaari Prem Kahaani...#4 - Page 17

KHURANA MANSION

It had been quite a taxing day today shuffling between work and the preparations for the awards. It was a big day for us but I had to also make sure there was no room for any negligence or mistakes on our part.

All had to be perfect!

I headed to my room only to witness our wardrobe wide open and my Meeshti pacing through the room. I tiptoed towards her and whispered in her ears.

"Geet baith jao iss tarah yahan se wahan chalne se tumhaari problem solve nahi hogi, bataogi toh pata chalega na ke kya baat hain?"

Startled by my sudden intrusion she turned to look at me and pouted.

"Yahan itni badi problem ho gayi hain aur aap ko mazaak soojh raha hain." She stated animatedly.

"Main mazaak kaha kar raha hoon main toh tumse pooch raha hoon ke tumhaari itni badi problem kya hain ?" I too imitated her but my poor wifey seriously seemed so lost in her 'BIG PROBLEM' that she didn't realize I was indeed teasing her. I walked back to the bed and laid on it.

"Arre kal itna bada din hain aur mujhe samajh nahi aa raha ke main kya pehnu."

"Kapde!" I answered nonchalantly pulling up the spread pretending to sleep.

"MAAN..." She yelled pulling my spread, finally late realization dawned upon her that I was teasing her. I too held the spread on one side not letting it go but she pulled it again forcefully. I got up and pulled the spread to me and the spread alongwith Geet landed on me. I held her firmly and spoke.

"Geet kal itna special day hain, hain na aur agar tum itne late tak jaagogi toh tumhe dark circles ho jaayenge!" She was hearing me out seriously and suddenly she turned and ran towards the mirror to check her eyes. I smirked and patted myself for successfully distracting her.

"Lekin Maan dark circles nahi hue dekho." She cutely justified and I smiled at her innocence.

"Haan abhi nahi hue lekin agar tum iss tarah pareshaan hoti rahogi toh zaroor ho jaayenge." I stated earnestly moving to her.

"Maan mujhe kuch samajh nahi aa raha hain ke mein kal kya pehnu maine isse pehle kabhi aisa koi function attend nahi kiya na toh tension ho rahi hain." She confided her worry to me.

Picking up her red dupatta lying nearby I placed it on her head and asserted.

"Geet kal duniya Mrs Maan Singh Khurana se milegi issliye meri dulhan ko toh apne shaadi ka joda hi pehenna chahiye na."

"Maan shaadi ka joda kuch zyaada nahi ho jaayega koi party mein thodi aise kapde pehente hain?" She curiously inquired and I muffled my laughter seeing her expressions but continued.

"Dadimaa bhi yehi chahti hain lekin agar tumhe pasand nahi toh theek hain, jaane do. Ab raat bahot ho gayi hain so jaate hain...Chalo chalo."

I just lifted her in my arms and headed towards the bed closing the topic for the day...sorry night.

Finally the D-Day had arrived the whole mansion was buzzing with activity. The women were busy in their look tests etc while the men taking all the measures for an smooth sail through. I had refrained Annie from taking Geet to any designer nor get anybody home Annie looked at me as if she would eat me up for my order but had to abide it as a I was dead serious and she took it as a precautionary measure for Geet.

The girls were totally confused as my condition had left them with fewer options in their plan to dress up Geet in the finest ensemble (outfit) for the event but little did they know that they were in for a shocker when I, Maan Singh Khurana had personally come to our family designer's boutique to pick up a special and finest creation for my Meeshti leaving them all aghast.

I saw Geet carrying her wedding outfit to Annie's room and knew what exactly she was upto so I followed her to ensure the girls don't spill beans and ruin my surprise. And as expected the girls stood shocked when Geet hesistantly disclosed to them that she was gonna wear her wedding outfit for the party as I wanted her to wear it. Annie was about to blurt out when I eyed her not to react or divulge any details and she smiled and played along persuading Geet that it was perfect for her introduction as The Khurana Bahu!

DADA-DADI'S ROOM

"Nervous?" I asked Ranjit fixing his tie and straightening his collar todauy he stood tall against me just like in the past when I used to always fix his tie everyday. It was a indeed proud moment for all but for me today it was like having my Ranjit back.

"No...confident!" He replied with the same confidence and attitude typically him.

"Ranjit...woh main ..."

"Savitri trust me!" He assured me holding my hand firmly and I gave him knowing smile that I knew he was surely upto something!

RAJIV-APARNA'S ROOM

"Aparna don't worry, sab kuch theek hoga just relax!"

"Haan Rajiv main theek hoon aur bahot khush bhi aap meri fikar mat kijiye."

HANDA HAVELI

"Teji yeh sab kya hain tum aaj hamaare liye yeh naye kapde kyon laaye ho?" Papaji inquired.

"Please Papaji yeh main bahot umeed se laya hoon aap dono ke liye main chahta hoon aaj aap dono best lage. Aap aur Maa yeh pehenege na?" I asked them hesistantly to which he nodded and Maa came forward kissed my forehead.

'Maa-Papaji main chahta hoon aaj aap dono bilkul perfect lago kyun ke aaj main apna kiya vada poora karunga. Aaj aap ko ek bahot badi khushi milnewali hain aur baakiyon ko ek bahot bada jhatka!' I promised them mentally as I wanted to surprise them today.

Maan had called me up to inform me about their plan to introduce Mrs Geet Maan Singh Khurana to the world.

KHURANA MANSION

I couldn't contain my happiness, as the beaming face of Geet just flashed continuously in front of my eyes. Since last night she was so confused about wearing her heavy wedding outfit for the event but just to keep my word she agreed for it.Though I did feel guilty to trouble her but I knew once she sees my surprise, she will love it and she didn't let me down even this time. Her gloomy face at once lightened up, she grazed her fingers over the material, accessories etc like making sure they were there in actual before heading towards the washroom to freshen up.

Here I see the goddess of my dreams seated by the dresser all ready for the event. I moved the curtain aside to get a clearer view of my Meeshti. She stood up like sensing me hypnotized by her flawless beauty my heart skipped a beat.

I moved ahead towards her drinking in her beauty, clad in a white saree with delicate self embroidery, highlighted by silver works and precious stones all over accentuating the material which was pipined with by a violet border underneath creating a shadowed effect giving it a rich and elegant look, her low cut blouse complimenting her flawless shinning skin, her dazzling diamond danglers dancing on the tune of her rhythmic movements and her aubern curls cascading down on one side completing her perfect look, glorifying her simplicity and making her look angelic.

My gorgeous Geet!

The word beautiful would be an understatement...She was looking ethreal!!!!!!

But the moisture in her eyes halted my steps, she turned away to hiding herself. I held her shoulder and slowly turned her around I nodded a no when she finally spoke.

(Please assume he is wearing a Black Armani suit with a violet tie)

"Maan mujhe darr lag raha hain, aaj hamaare rishtey ka sach sab ke saamne aa jaayega pata nahi iss sachaai ka kya anjaam hoga?"

Placing my palm on her mouth I spoke.

"Geet aur koi baat nahi. Aaj hamaare parivaar ke liye bahot bada din hain. Aaj hamaara din hain! Sab kuch sahi hi hoga...just trust me!" I assured her and she smiled in affirmation.

Holding on her hand we made our way out...where the world awaits The Khurana's!

AWARDS VENUE

Everything was set!

Giving a final nod to all the security arrangements around and allocating the best tables for our prestigious guests Handa's and Khanna's nearest to the stage to ensure they have the closest and perfect access to todays events and Yash placing his cameras in the exact position to capture all their reactions.

I remembered Shergill Uncles words that Dadaji always believed.

'Doston ko kareeb rakhna chahiye aur dushmano ko aur bhi kareeb taake unn par poori nazar rahe!'

My thoughts were interrupted with a sudden buzzing around I looked up in the direction to see guests had started arriving. Yash, Aadi, Vicky and I moved towards the entrance only to see our special guests Handa's and Khanna's had arrived. The undercurrent tension very evident between them as they chose to ignore each others presence totally.

Brij who had been checking out the venue nearly bumped into us and barked.

"Kya baat hain Maan se pehle uske saare chamche yahan aa gaye?"

Vicky was about to punch him but Yash held him back and gave Brij a piece of mind.

"Woh kya hain na Brij yeh event mainly Khurana's ke honour mein hain and they are family so hum toh host hue. Rahi baat Maan aur Uncle ki toh guest of honour aane mein abhi time hain par main dekh raha hoon extras waqt se pehle hi aa gaye."

"Yash..." Before he could continue Teji intervened placing his hand hard on Brij like warning him he spoke.

"Brij yahan tamasha karne ki koi zaroorat nahin. Daarji tumhe bula rahe hain wahan jao."

Teji and Brij moved towards their table, Handa's faces were worth watching Daarji and Rajinder Handa seemed like they were grounded in the corner while the others were quite happy specially the women checking out the decor. My attention then went towards Khanna's who were sitting in the dark corner near the stage trying to hide their presence maybe. Dev looked totally uncomfortable while Ayesha Khanna was scanning around as if waiting for something. Yash was right it would interesting to capture their each expression as the drama unfolds.

Its very difficult to witness you enemies success and Today they were in for the biggest shock of their life!

The awards ceremony had begun. All our families had settled down only Dadaji, Dadimaa and Geet were conspicuous by there absence (missing). Finally most of the awards were done with and taking advantage of the faint lighting Maan and Rajiv Uncle made their way out. A missed call from Maan alerted us as it was time now and as of cue the compere announced the most prestigious honour of this 50th Anniversary Event.

There was pin drop silence in the hall as the compere continued giving a brief description about the honour and finally he announced that Khurana Constructions was being honoured for their undeterred success story from generations.

There was a sudden spotlight and three shadows from darkness emerged out. Dadaji accompanied with Maan on his right and Rajiv Uncle on his left side as they entered the hall. Attitude oozed out of them as they walked towards the dais. Dadaji walked with the support of his walking cane, a sleek black-brown colour with hand carved silver handle which shined in the dull light. All three dressed in Black Armani suits only the colour of their respective ties complementing the colour of the sarees worn by their better half's. While Dadaji had a metallic grey, Rajiv Uncle aquamarine blue and Maan had a violet tie to his credit.

Oh!!! It was a rare sight to witness!

Every single person present in hall was astounded with the sight as they stood up to give a standing ovation to The Khurana's. Three generations of the Khurana's walking hand in hand and the most shocking was The Ranjit Singh Khurana making his first public appearance in years.

Sukhdev Singh Handa's face seemed as if someone had slapped him tight on his face, Rajinder and Brij Handa were scandalized. Mohinder and the rest of the Handa clan were quite emotional, their eyes moist with joy while Ayesha Khanna was flabbergasted, Dev seemed unperturbed which was quite normal as Dadaji's appearance hardly affected him.

They made their way up to the dais. It was a proud moment for The Khurana's as they were awarded The Golden Trophy for their excellence in the Construction World. Getting done with the formalities Maan and Rajiv Uncle stepped back while Dadaji walked towards the mic.

"Thank you...ladies and gentlemen...for being a part of...our happiness...Its a very proud moment...for us Khurana's today...Saalon pehle mere Pitaji ne...KC ki neev (foundation) rakhi thi...ek chothisi shuruaat ki thi...jisse maine aage badhaya...lekin meri iss koshish mein...mere saath khadi rahi...meri patni Savitri Khurana...mere bete Rajiv Khurana aur Mr Shergill ne isse bakhoobi (very well) sambhala...iss safar mein kaafi log aaye aur gaye...kaafi sach bhi saamne aaye...insaan ki parakh (insight) hone lagi...bahot uttaar-chadaav (ups and downs) aaye lekin KC hamesha buland (stood high) raha...then Maan took over the reigns of KC...aur aaj mujhe yeh kehte hue...bahot garv hota hain ke...Maan hum sab se aage nikal gaya...aur KC ko itna successful banaya...sirf India mein hi nahi lekin internationally...Khurana parivaar hamesha maanta hain...ke ek sahi jeevan saathi...zindagi ka rookh (direction) mod sakta hain...aur hum sab bahot lucky hain ke hume...ek sahi life partner mila hain...aur hamaari aanewali peedhi (generation) bhi...issi legacy ko aage badhayegi...iska mujhe poora vishwaas hain...Today I, Ranjit Singh Khurana...proudly introduce to you...the future of The Khurana legacy...Our eldest Bahu and wife of Mr Maan Singh Khurana...Mrs GEET MAAN SINGH KHURAANA!!!!!

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