PART III. MAAN AND GEET'S CONVO!
Geet smiled and thanked Babaji as the jeep started. She and Rajji had been run away the moment the fight had ended. After that they had gone towards the bus depot on the outskirts of the village to grab a bus to Dilli. They had caught the bus and climbed it. They sat down and waited for the bus to start when Rajji spotted Khurana's goons nearby searching for them. She noticed them climbing the nearby bus and she knew it was only matter of time before they would come and search their bus too. She had dragged Geet away from the bus and both hid behind a jeep nearby. The men climbed the bus they were in few minutes searching for them. That is when Geet had the idea of hiding inside the jeep. They climbed in the back and lied on the floor when suddenly a man sat in the driver's jeep. Geet swallowed and hoped that the man did not notice them. The last thing she needed was for the man to raise alarm. She heard the man speak, "Haan! Main abhi yahaan se nikal raha hoon!" Geet smiled. They were moving! Bas ab yeh gaadi shuru ho jaaye aur hum yahaan se bach niklein! Luckily, the man was busy in the phone and did not notice Geet looking out of the Jeep while lying on the floor. Right then the goons arrived in that area and Geet, who was on the lookout, lied flat on the floor hoping that they would not notice them. She was thankful to her Babaji that the jeep started right at that time or else they might have been caught.
After half hour of the jeep being driven, Geet looked at her little sister. Rajji was already asleep due to exhaustion due to running around so much. As Geet sat up to look around, her eyes reached the rear view mirror of the jeep where her eyes clashed with the eyes of the person driving the jeep. The eyes widened and soon the person driving stopped the jeep. Geet's eyes widened and she hoped that this person would help her. The person driving turned to look at her and both shouted in simultaneously, "TUM?" "AAP?" Geet was happy as she realized that the person who was driving the jeep was none other than the man who saved her from the goons. He looked at her in confusion and she realized that she owed him an explanation. "Mujhe maaf kar dijiye main aapke jeep mein aake baith gayi apni behen ke saath!" Noticing that he had not started blasting her, her confidence came up and she started talking confidently, "Main aur kya karti? Aur gunde aayenge is darr se main wahaan aapke liye chitti chodkar bhaag gayi! Socha tha Hoshiarpur ke baahar ke bazaar ke paas jo bus depot hai wahaan se bus pakdungi! Par wahaan par toh aur gunde aagaye the! Woh log mujhe dekhein usse pehle main aur Rajji aapki jeep mein aake chhup gaye! Lekin Babaji di sau mujhe nahi maaloom tha ki yeh aapki jeep hai! Please humein maaf kar dijiye!" The man stared at her for a while and then nodded. Geet smiled and then murmured nervously, "Kya aap humein Hoshiarpur se dur le jaa sakte hain please?" He frowned for a moment and then pointed to the front seat, "Aage aake baith jaao! Main tumhaara driver nahi hoon!" Geet was too happy at this point to get angry at his attitude. She made her sister comfortable at the back and came ahead to sit beside him. The man started driving. "Waise mera naam Geet hai aur meri behen ka naam Rajji!", she gave him a bright smile. When he did not say anything, she piped up, "Arre! Aapka naam toh bataayiye!" The man gave her a cursory glance and then focused on the road. She pouted a bit and turned away to look at the roads when he quietly replied, "Maan!" She turned back at him and smiled widely at him. Maan just gave her a glance and focused on the driving.
After a while, Maan asked, "Waise kahaan jaana hai aapko?" Geet replied, "Aap humein paas waale gaaon mein chod dijiye! Utna bas hai humaare liye!" Maan frowned, "Maine poocha kahaa jaana hai aapko? Yeh mere sawaal ka jawaab nahi hai!", he spoke in a stern voice. She smiled at him sarcastically, "Dilli jaana hai! Kyun? Aap kya humein wahaan tak chodne waale hain?" Maan nodded, "Main bhi wahin jaa raha hun! Aap dono ko aapke ghar tak chod dunga!" Geet frowned suspiciously at him, "Jee nahi! Thank you! Aap bas humein Dilli ke kisi bus stop par chod dijiye! Main meri saheli ko bula loongi humein pick up karne ke liye!" Maan gave her a glare, "Mere jeep mein jis waqt tumne kadam rakha use waqt se tum dono meri zimmedaari ho aur tum dono ko sahi salamat ghar pahunchaana mera kaam hai! Samjhi!" As he focused on the driving, he did not see Geet's eyes tearing up. Pind mein kitne log hain! Par kisine humein mehfooz rakhne ki koshish nahi ki! Lekin yeh ek anjaan hote hue bhi humaari madat kar rahe hain! Kaash yeh humaare pind mein hote toh aaj woh rakshas itni tabaahi kabhi bhi nahi macha paata! Hey Babaji! Inki zindagi mein sirf khushiyaan hi khushiyaan bharna!
As they travelled, Geet grinned happily as she stared at the greenery passing on the way. Bas! Kuch ghante aur phir main aur Rajji surakshit ho jaayenge! Then as she was looking around, her eyes reached a business card fallen on the jeep floor. It seemed to have fallen out of the man's pocket. She picked it up and read the name. She froze and stopped breathing. She read it again but the name did not change. She gulped and looked at the man beside her. She looked back at the card. She felt her heart hammer against her ribcage. She turned to Maan and asked quietly, "Aapka poora naam kya hai?" Maan frowned at the question. Geet felt that she would faint while she waited for his answer. After few moments, Maan answered, "Maan Singh Khurana!" That was enough for Geet. "Gaadi rokiye!", Geet's voice rang loud and clear. Maan looked at her in confusion, "Kya?" Geet glared at him, "Maine kahaa gaadi rokiye!" Maan frowned, "Par kyun?" Geet gritted her teeth, "Maine keh diya toh keh diya! Gaadi rokiye!" Maan pressed the brake and the jeep jerked to stop. Before he could say anything, Geet was out of his jeep. "Hey Listen!", Maan shouted but Geet was not interested in his words. She walked towards the back of the jeep and pulled out her bags. She was about to shake Rajji awake when someone caught her wrist. She looked up to see Maan holding her wrist, "Chodiye mujhe!" Maan glared at her, "Pehle bataao! Baat kya hai?" She tugged at her hand strongly and her hand came out of his grip. She glared back at him, "Main sab kuch jaanti hun. Aapki saari asliyat mere saamne aa chuki hai!" Maan frowned at her, "Kya bak rahi ho tum?" "Haan!", Geet shouted, "Mujhe pata hai ki aap ek dhoke baaz hain! Farebi hain! Makkaar hain!" Geet took deep breaths while Maan glared at her. How dare she insult him! How dare she give him such names! He grabbed her hand and her eyes widened. He dragged her from there and pushed her on the jeep's bonnet. He towered over and glared at her. She felt her heart beat in fear as she noticed his eyes almost popping out in anger. "Tum kya badbad kar rahi thi sab sach sach bataao!", Maan growled. Geet felt deep hatred inside her heart for Maan. She used all her strength to push him away and glared at him, "Aap Maan Singh Khurana haina! Hoshiarpur ke Khurana parivaar se jude haina aap?" He nodded all the while frowning. She smiled at him sarcastically and clapped her hands. He looked at her in confusion. "Waah! Kitni achchi family hai aapki aur kitne achche hain aap!", she spoke in a cold voice, "Ek Khurana ladka meri zindagi bighaadta hai aur doosra chala aata hai marham lagaane! Sab jaanti hun main! Mujhe ullu banaake Dev ke paas le jaana chaahte ho na?" Maan's eyes widened as he realized what she was talking about. He stood there in shock while Geet surged forward and grabbed his collar. "Kya bigaada tha maine Dev ka? Kya bigaada tha mere parivaar ne uska?" She pushed him away and he stumbled back. But before he could fall down he balanced himself. Geet started shouting, "HUMAARI KOI BHI GALTI NAHI THI PHIR BHI! PHIR BHI MERE PARIVAAR KA KHOON KAR DIYA GAYA!" Maan's eyes widened and he took a few steps back. Geet continued shouting, "MERA KASOOR KYA THA? YAHI NA KI MAINE DEV SE SHAADI KARNE SE INKAAR KAR DIYA!" She took a deep breath and her voice lowered a bit taking on a dull tone, "Meri ek inkaar ki sazaa mere poore parivaar ko de di! Maar daala un sabko!" She fell on her knees and started sobbing, "Maar daala unko! Ab Rajji ke siva kuch nahi bacha mera! Kuch nahi!" Suddenly, she got up and grabbed Maan's collar swiftly, her eyes taking up a crazed look. She growled in anger, "Lekin ab aur nahi! Nahi sahungi aur main! Babaji ki sau main Rajji ko sahi salamat Dilli pahunchaakar hi dum loongi. Aur iske liye mujhe tumhaara khoon bhi karna pade toh yahi sahi!" She glared at him with so much hatred that Maan could not say a word. Geet left him and walked towards the jeep. "Main Rajji ko lekar ja rahi hoon. Mere peeche aane ki koshish mat karna!"
Geet was about to grab her bag when Maan caught her hand. She glared at him but he calmly replied, "Meri baat toh sunlo! Phir tumhein main chod dunga!" "Nahi!", Geet spoke with anger filled voice, "Mujhe kuch nahi sunna!" She tried to pull her hand away but Maan gave her hand a strong jerk. She was jerked ahead and she slammed right into his chest. She looked at him and he pleaded, "Please Geet! Ek baar meri baat sunlo!" She pushed him away and took few deep breaths. Then she nodded. She turned around and folded her arms against her chest. She did not want to listen to him but he had saved her once. He deserved one chance atleast! But only one chance! Maan took a deep breath, "Mere parivar ne jo tumhaare saath kiya uske liye main tumse maafi nahi maang sakta kyunki unhonein jo kiya woh maafi ke laayak nahi hai! Lekin aaj abhi isi waqt main tumse ek waada jaroor kar sakta hun." She looked at him curiously and he continued, "Chaahe kuch bhi ho jaaye main tumhein aur tumhaari behen ko sahi salaamat Dilli pahunchaakar hi rahunga chaahe isliye mujhe kitni aur kathinaayiyaan jhelni pade!" Geet looked at him in shock. Why was he doing this? Yeh toh apne hi parivaar ke khilaaf jaa raha hain. Par kyun? Seeing that she was not convinced of his words, he pulled out his mobile and handed it to her. She took it after a moment of hesitation. "Ab main kisiko contact nahi kar sakta jab tak yeh mobile tumhaare paas hai. Chaahe toh ise switch off kar sakti ho!" She looked at the mobile and then at him. He pulled out his wallet and handed that to her too, "Yeh bhi apne paas rakhlo. Agar tumhein zara sa bhi lage ki main tumhein dhoka dunga toh mere paise aur phone lekar bhaag jaana!" He took a deep breath and looked at her, "Ab toh mere saath chalogi?" She stood there staring at him debating on whether to believe him or not. Maan noticed her confusion through her eyes and remained quiet wanting for her to take the decision. After a while, she nodded. Maan felt as if a heavy burden was removed from his chest. Both took the seats on the jeep and Maan drove away.
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