PART 7. LET THE FIGHTS BEGIN!
Maan Singh Khurana was happy today. And why wouldn't he be? Geet Handa was coming into his house to live with them and as she had two years of college left which meant she will be staying with them for two years. Yes, Maan Singh Khurana was very happy today. But of course, he did not show his happiness to everybody. In front of others, his face wore a grumpy expression expressing that he was not happy with this new addition to his house. Already he had an argument with his Daadima on this topic, just so that his Daadima would not start dreaming about his and Geet's marriage. Of course, all the while fighting, he was praying to Babaji inwardly that his plan should not fall apart because of his own need to maintain his image. Daadima should not listen to his words and send Geet back home. Luckily for him, his Daadima was a very stubborn woman and refuse to bow down to the whims of Maan Singh Khurana. So yes, Maan Singh Khurana was very very happy today. OK! Now that we have established that Maan was very very happy, lets move on to the story!
As Maan walked towards his room, he heard his Daadima call his name. He turned around to see his Daadima smile at him.
"Maan bete! Humaara ek kaam kar dijiye?"
"Ji boliye Daadima!"
"Beta! Geet aaj bus se aa rahi hai!"
"Toh?"
"Toh hum soch rahe the ki aap jaakar unhein le aayein!"
"Kya?"
"Haan! Woh kya haina beta, Dev bete jaane waale the lekin last moment ek client ne meeting ke liye unhein bula liya toh woh nahi jaa paayenge! Toh kya aap jaa sakte hain?"
Maan felt like he was the luckiest man on the earth. Pick Miss. Jhagdaalu from the bus station? Anytime! But outwards he looked at Daadima angrily, "Main? Uss sir dard ko pick up karne jaaun? Ghar ke drivers kya sab mar gaye hain?"
"MAAN! Woh bechari pehli baar akeli Dilli aa rahi hai, aur aap use lene driver ko bhejenge? Hum kuch nahi sunna chaahte! Aap jaa rahe hain! Hum aapko nahi bhejna chaahte lekin humaare ghutno mein dard hai warna hum hi chale jaate!"
"Lekin Daadima..."
"This is my order, Mr. Khurana! You are going to pick up Geet and that's it!"
Daadima turned around and stormed away. The moment Daadima vanished from his eye sight, Maan gave a broad grin. Waah Geet ke Babaji! Khud hi mera raasta saaf kar diya? Thank you! Geet Handa! I am coming!
"Bas yahi din dekhne the Babaji! Uss Khadus Khurana ke ghar jaake raho aur roz uski daant suno!", Geet grumbled as she waited at the bus station for someone to pick her up.
"Ek toh shaadi mein baar baar takraaye, upar se mere Saptapadi bhi miss karwa diya aur phir...", she trailed off as she remembered being consoled by Maan and hugging him. She smiled softly, "Waise itne bure bhi nahi hai woh..." She again trailed off as she remembered the phone call he made few days back. She narrowed her eyes in anger, "Nahi! Ek number ke Khadus Khurana hai woh! Kaise behki behki baatein kar rahe the! Hey Babaji! Uss Khadus ko mujhse door rakhna!"
"Mujhe yaad kar rahi thi?", Geet heard someone speak right beside her ear and she shrieked and looked at the perpetrator. There stood Maan Singh Khurana smirking at her. She narrowed her eyes at him and he winked at her and walked away while waving his hand at her to follow him. She looked at him incredulously and then at her bags lying near her feet. Who will help her in carrying them? While climbing the bus from her village her family had helped her and while climbing down, her fellow passengers helped her but who will help her now? She looked at Maan in shock.
After few steps, when Maan realized that Geet was not following him, he turned around, "GEET! Aise statue banke kyon khadi ho?"
Geet looked at her bags in dismay and then at him, "Mere bags kaun uthaayega?"
Maan glared at her, "Coolie samjha hai kya? Khud uthaao aur chalo!"
Geet looked at him in horror and then faced the sky, closed her eyes and prayed to her Babaji that she did not collapse while carrying the bags. After praying for few seconds, she looked down at her bags only to see nothing near her feet. Her eyes widened and she looked up only to see Maan carrying the bags away. She put her hands on her hips and frowned; Yeh kaise insaan hain? Kabhi ekdum khadus toh kabhi ek dum sweet! Babaji! Mujhe bacha lena! Yeh do saal bade hi khatarnak hone waale hain!
"GEET! CHALO!", Maan roared and Geet gulped and followed him.
"Daadima! Is ladki ko bol do ki apna mooh band rakhe aur apni bak bak apne paas rakhe!", Maan Singh Khurana shouted as he entered the house with Geet in tow.
"Hey Babaji! Maine aisa kya bol diya jo aap itne ghussa hogaye! Sahi naam rakha hai maine aapke liye! Khadus Khurana!"
"KYA KAHAA?", Maan turned around and glared at her and Geet slapped her hands on her mouth and shook her head. Hey Babaji! Lagta hai maine zor se bol diya!
Maan was smiling inwardly at her antics but outwardly he maintained his anger. The first few minutes of their car ride, Geet was quiet. But after a while, her excitement towards her College got her rambling about how she was excited about her College and how she was happy that Daadima gave her this opportunity. While inwardly Maan was enjoying her bak bak and was cataloging each of her words into his memory, outwardly he kept a stern image. He did not want to damage his image, right?
As Maan continued to glare at Geet while Geet looked at him worriedly, Daadima heaved a sigh. If this was how the next two years were going to pass in this house, then I am taking Sanyaas!
Next update: Maan cooks up another plan!
An important announcement, this story in the Dh Dh series narrates the journey of Maaneet from Dh Dh events to their marriage, and as Geet was 18 when Dh Dh happened and she was 23 when she got married to Maan, this means this story will cover the span of five years!
Hence there will be many time leaps in this story!
Thought you should know!
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Edited by Kalpana_Writer - 11 years ago
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