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Part 8
Maan on the other hand went back to the mansion, as it was quite late, no one was awake. Today he was in a very pleasant mood... a smile kept on coming on his face by remembering her cute antics, talk's, innocence, which had depth in them...He kept on remembering the cute names that she had given him...
M (self-Thought): Panda, Grandpa! Wait a second did she say Grandpa...that's what angel use to say to me. But how can she be angel? He shrugged of the thoughts as he was in no mood to pressurize his brain into so many details and wanted to live in the present.
Soon he drifted to sleep. Today he got a very peaceful sleep. He didn't have the tension of the next day.
Next day:
Maan woke up early in the morning, and went to the gym. After doing his exercise for about an hour...during this time his mind was only occupied by angel...thinking that whether they will meet again or not. After a while he went to his room... which was a very simple...yet elegant...with light purple curtain...a couch on one corner, a table where office work was loaded... and a large king size bed with off-white bed sheets on it. As soon as Maan entered... His sight saw that how unorganized his entire room was... No one could believe that a person whose everything is so organized will have such a room...in the meantime his mother entered...
MM: Maan why don't you put your things on the right place... for the past ten years whenever I enter your room it is upside down...always you forget to put the files on the table... the laptop on the couch and look it is also not closed... and oh my God these wires... can't you put your laptop on charging on the table... and look at the bed... all the sheets are on the ground... and the blanket half on the carpet and half on the bed... will you be ever able to live on your own... and now you will start to shout after entering the bathroom...
Where is my towel???? Where is my attire that I will be wearing today??? Where are my socks?? Etc. etc.
M: Mom!!! You always tell this whenever you enter my room... you know that from childhood I don't keep my things on place... and now what do you expect???
MM: But Maan this is not how you are supposed to behave... what will happen when I will not be there???
M: You know that you can never leave me???
MM: But what will happen when you will get married... than I will not come to your room to fix your things...
M: Then there will be my wife to do it... (My Angel in mere whisper...these words came to his mind unconsciously)
And rushed to the washroom...His mother was completely astonished to see this new avatar of her son... as he never mentioned the name of marriage... and whenever they tried to talk about this topic... he always use to shrug it off by saying that he didn't want to marry any one. His mother was surprised as when did her son change his mind...and also by saying that his wife will do everything when he gets married. His mother was really happy for seeing the change in him. Also she saw the change in his attitude... as he never got angry. But replied to her that too without thinking
MM (self-thought): Thank God that my son at least has accepted that one day he will give this responsibility to his wife... now I think that I should start searching for a girl... yes I will talk to sasuma about this... yes this will be good...
This was a daily routine of his mother to first go to Maan's room and organize it as she knew that her son will never change. After arranging everything she went to ask the servants to prepare Maan's favorite breakfast... Lasagna...
Maan on the other hand was feeling really light today... he wanted to tease everyone in his family... he felt that the things he was searching for so long he got it... After dressing up, he went to the dining room, where his mother and grandmother were already sitting. While his mother was talking about marriage of Maan which Maan couldn't hear.As soon he reached to the table both of them stopped talking and his mother served his breakfast.
Today Maan was not in the mood of eating continental cuisine...
M: Mom can you make me Aloo kay parathas... I really don't want to eat this tasteless food.
MM: But you love this food... and you take this everyday...
M: Mom today I am not in the mood of eating this... I have said you that I will prathas and that is final and if u don't make it I am leaving...(standing upfrom the table)
MM: Wait Maan.. I am going to the kitchen
His mother shrugged her shoulders and went into the kitchen thinking that what has happen to this guy. She had seen a drastic change in him...is this because of a girl???
Maan's mother saw the clock in the kitchen and said
MM: It will take some time Maan... Aren't you getting late for office...(shouted from the kitchen)
M: No Mom, today I will go late.
While his mother were preparing parathas... He poured some black coffee and was sipping it. His grandmother after having breakfast... bid him bye and went to her room to think about of what his mother has said to her.
Meanwhile he was sipping his coffee he drifted to past...
Flashback:
When Maan and Angel use to meet at beach... One day... Both Angel and Maan were having a fight as which cuisine is better...whether the international or the desi...
M: I am saying you angel that pasta is more delicious then your so called aloo kay prathas...
G: No Maan I am telling you that Alloo kay prathas are more delicious then you're so called Pasta... It's so tasteless... No spice in it...
M: Ok then it's a challenge... You will bring aloo kay prathas and I will bring pasta and then we will see that what tastes better...
Next day both bought... here Maan asked a servant to make the pasta... And on the other hand Geet made alo kay prathas all by herself by threatening all the servants in the house that if they tell anyone then they will see the worst. Though the servants were standing right beside to help her. She also burnt her hand a little bit...
M: Look I have bought pasta for you...
The pasta was well presented... and also was looking delicious and mouthwatering... she tasted it... she felt that this is the best. Upon tasting the pasta she thought that the prathas she mad were in no competition with the pasta so she kept the box in which she had bought prathas at her back... as if she wanted not to present it.
G: It's really delicious... Yummm... you were right this is sooo good...
M: Now I want to taste you r prathas... give them to mee...
G: No Maan I didn't bring them (hiding the box more behind her)
Maan felt that his Angel was hiding something from him so he tried to snatch the box from her.
M: Give it to me... I know that you have bought it... I can smell it..
G: No Maan you will not like that...
After a lot of snatching finally Maan got hold of the box and opened it...
M: What kind of prathas are they... All have different shapes... doesn't anyone in your house know to cook.
In the meantime Geet got tears in her eyes... Which got noticed by Maan... And he immediately came near her...
M: Why are you crying.. Ok you win...
G: (in a broken voice): I made these prathas by my hands...
M: you made it yourself...
G: Yes... (said meekly)
Maan reached her hands and immediately his eyes got the sight of her burned hand... And tears rushed to his eyes... He couldn't see her friend in tears...
He immediately blowed on her hands... as if it could soothe her pain...
M: Why didn't you tell me??
G: I thought that you will not like it, as when I saw your pasta ... it was looking really nice and my prathas are a disaster.
M: No they are not... look I am eating them...
Maan took a bite... and he was in clouds as they tasted so good... although the shape wasn't good...
G: How are they???
Geet eagerly asked
M: They are awesome Geet... Can you bring them every day...
G: Yes I will bring them...
M: And Geet you were right that desi food is really delicious... You win...
G: You are only saying that for my sake...
M: No Geet they are really awesome... and I hope that you will bring them every day...
G: Sure...
Geet was delighted to hear this from Maan... Every day they used to share their prathas with each other...
Flash Back Ends
Maan's mother called him, and this is when he returned to present... a smile was creeping on his lips every now and then...
MM: Maan where were you lost???... Look I have made them... Taste them and tell how they are???
M: Nowhere Mom... just waiting for the delicious prathas...
Mann took a bite... And
M: They are awesome Mom... but still I miss those prathas which I used to eat in my childhood...
MM: I don't know what you are talking about... You never use to eat prathas in your childhood...
Maan ate the whole pratha...
M: Mom you don't know everything about me... (Smiles)
His mother was astonished to see her son... First the marriage thing... Changed attitude and smiles, lastly prathas... Today she was really happy as she had seen this smile after a very long time.
Maan then rushes to office after bidding bye to her mother...
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