Secretly Smitten#10 (Thread 11 link @ Pg 141) - Page 22

"Thanks Dad" Maan tried to normalize his overflowing excitement and expressed his gratitude in minimum words. Mohan held his both shoulders and smiled in respond.

"You don't need to thank me Maan. In fact it should be me who should feel sorry for what I'd been behaving with you" He paused for some time seemed was making himself prepare for bring out what had been keeping hidden in heart from years. His emotions were heavy with the weight of guiltiness and that wanted to do vacant this burden. He watched Geet. She was still his little baby, the same one who had neither done any mistake in childhood and nor now. She was still nave because he didn't let her know materialism and this caused the reason that she accepted her fate with Maan. In childhood she had to face outcomes but he was there to help her and now, she had been left alone to confront all consequences when come to know the past episodes.

"I was trying to reject the Goddess decision. I'd forgotten that when she herself had decided the bond between you both who was me to disprove this decision"

"No dad, you never denied this fact but you were afraid that what if I would not be able to handle the responsibility for what Goddess had selected me for to do" Maan answered calmly. He was satisfied that had won to prove his being reliable.

"And you proved your competence son. I'm proud of you" He nudged Maan shoulder in praise.

"Well, when everything got al right, Maan beta, I want to know one thing" Jagan interrupted. "How could you remember everything when your grandfather didn't want it to be happen at any cost? I mean what far I know he is still against this relation?"

Along with Mohan and Jagan, Geet also was curious to know his part of story. She still some time wonders how Maan remembered her. Her eyes shone in eagerness. Maan smiled studying the curiosity of her. He told the story. How Alka kept Geet alive in his mind against his Grandfather wish and how he returned India to search for Geet but hid the worst part of story where Yash had threatened him about Geet's destruction. He didn't want to make Mohan more worried for her.

Everyone was shocked and overwhelmed to know the story that how he had been living in mirage and Geet ruled on his memory so powerfully. Mohan couldn't deny that it was not an ordinary events but the Goddess herself blessed them which had been keeping their bond alive even after distance of miles and years. But after hearing Maan story he became sure that may be his relation with Geet had been approved by him but this truth will crack the relation between a grandfather and son. That he didn't want to be happened.

"Geet beta, can you make tea for us?" Mohan wished to talk Maan in alone about company issue.

"But baba, Maan doesn't like tea, he likes coffee... "

"Really?" Mohan teased her. Geet stopped her blabber. She bites her lower lips in embarrassment. She in her excitement had forgot that she was stood with elders, not alone. "Um, I'm going to bring tea.." she escaped hurriedly and her behind heard faded chuckling of trios. Her face turned red in embracement. After her running away Maan Jagan and Mohan took their seats in living room. Mohan wanted to know more about his condition and so could understand the situation well. "Maan, you'd said that this company was your father's dream. What it mean?"

Maan told about this company and all the issues regarding this business. He told how Singhania came up suddenly with this offer and he accepted having lack of options in hands.

"Ravi Singhania?" Mohan asked. He was much anticipated to know the role of this Ravi Singhania between Maan and this offer he appeared with. He had an odd negative feeling about this Ravi person since he'd called about Geet because Moahn had sensed, he had no intention to know about Maan's address but only to inform him about Geet relation with Maan. Since the time Mohan'd been wondering as of why would he be needed to be informed by Ravi guy, when they never confronted ever? Ravi was company owner and he was a mere employee then how could it be the crucial that Geet was focused by him on walking on a down-market road.

"Ji" Maan nodded. "Ravi singhania , he .. " Maan could not even complete the line when they heard Geet aloud scream coming from kitchen. Immediately they rushed there.

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Aaj mai upar aasman niche, aaj mai aage jamana hai pichhe

Tell me o khuda abb mai kya karu, chalu sidhee kee ulatee chalu

Geet was swinging her body in joy. Her mind was in air. Her thoughts were journeying in desert without the knowledge of accurate directions. Everywhere the same sight her eyes were discovering. Maan face, his antics, how he had been possessing her in his life and his undying love and care for her and for her family, she could think nothing away from these thoughts. She put tea vessel on gas and put the fire on.

Yu hee bin bat ke chhalke jaye hansee

Dole jab hawa lage gudugudee

She poured milk and water to make them warm and walked to get the tea powder.

Sambhalu gir padu, arre arre arre arre arre tauba kya karu

Chalu sidhe kee ulatee chalu

She walked befuddled like the words demanded. Her brain was enjoying the happy song her mouth was humming and her mind and body were accompanying the tune. Liquid started steaming out but she was yet hypnotized in thoughts. Suddenly her attention turned toward the vessel. Liquid was about to come out from utensil. She panicked. In hurry forgetting to put off the gas she held the vassal by bare hands and dropped it on floor and her scream resounded within walls.

"What happened?" Maan runs inside panicking.

Jagan was about to follow him when Mohan grabbed his arm and stopped on the door. He looked him surprised. But Mohan shook head and smiled. His eyes turned toward Maan who was shouting on Geet like a guardian, like he himself would do and was caring her like her mother would have done. Jagan understood this silent gesture. They both returned back in room.

"Bhaiya, now onward I do not need to worry about Geet. She is in safe hands"

Mohan proclaimed. He sat on couch resting head on crossed arms comfortably on the chair back. He relaxed taking deep breath and hummed a old song.