Ch#11
Maan Khuranna was busy,very busy.Forgetting da world around his all focus was fixed on his laptop & a piece of paper.He worked wid full devotion,his employees adored him for his spirit.So no one had been disturbed their boss for da last hour.Well unaware of da fact da Work he was doing right now was nothing to do with "office Work".
"How to Win your Girlfriend heart?" That was da title of list which Maan had prepared after long research on internet.His eyes rosed up to grand glass window of his cabin,witnessing Geet waited arrival.He revised da list again & shot up to his feet'Mission Started"
He followed her inside her cabin with da sexiest Good Morning he could ever uttered.
"Morning" She replied in haste & was still not looking at him!
Maan tried again to capture her attention:aaj mausam buht acha hai?hai naa?
She finally gt da file she was looking so desperately in her so arranged cabinet,in disbelief:Kya?
And when she turned & finally saw him Maan felt his heart refused to beat.They suggested to wear ur best of clothing,da colour dt suit u da most so here he was standing in his pink shirt wid brand white breeches & coat wid an adoring white neck cloth.
Pink realy suits him..College ki hr ladki kehti thi.And isnt it all da girls favourite colour?
After scanning him from head to toe in a slow gaze she politely inquired:kahi ja rhe ho?
Why da woman is always set to pack him away?
He folded his arms across his broad chest & in a growl snapped:No.kyun tumhe kahi bhejna hai?
She waved her hand a little in "Never Mind" action.And get back to work.He watched in horror as with two files she picked da pot carelessly where he had put fresh red roses for her & handed it to him:please wahan rkhna.itni baar kaha hai Neha se mera desk clear rkha krey.
Maan kept it on da far desk wondering on his research.No "aww" after seeing da flowers as THEY had predicted.No question,No hug,No blush.
Her voice brought him back to present:Maan..ek ghante baad hme meeting k lye jana hai.men report study kr rhi hun.
Still her eyes fixed on da file, she suggested;tum wo purple file le lo..accounts check krlo.
Maan half heartly:acha.
She looked up & her raised eye brow reminded him he was still standing there.He went out of there.
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1.Dress to impress.
2.make comments about random things & must start a convo
3.Surprise her with flowers.
Maan put cross to all these failed points wid a frown.But he refused to accept failure & headed toward da next points .
4.random sms makes them happy
5.make long calls
He picked his cell & whtsapp her a bright smile.Getting no response after nearly 7 msgs he decided to call her.He heared da beaps one after other.He almost jumped in shock when pushing da door of his cabin she marched inside:Kya baat hai?
Maan pulled away da phone away from his ear & hesistately suggested:tum aa kyun gai?phone pr baat krte hein.
Geet who was looking more beautiful wid her innocent confused expressions reminded him:mera cabin tumhare sath wala hai aur men apne cabin men hi hun.
Maan kept his phone down with a fake "oh".
With that she left & he put cross on these 2 points & headed to next.
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As da client left leaving them alone in meeting room Maan prepared himself for his next action.He opened his mouth for Singing but closed it.Direct singing will be odd?He should start with whisteling..humming whistle.So he tried whistel but it didnt came out sweet & romantic as he had expected.It came out as it should not in any LADY precense.
He frozed because she too frozed.She looked up & her hand which was soothing her neck muscles slipped down & she straightened her shoulder further.
Maan:men dunya bhula dunga..teri chaht mein.
Geet horribly confused:kya?
Maan losened his neck cloth & desperately look around for escape.How terribly he wanted earth to open & swollow him.Maan:music!
He took out his cell to play radio:music k sath kaam krne ka mza hi kuch aur hai..hainaa?
Beedi peeke nukkad pe wait tera kiya re
Khali-peeli 18 cup chai bhi toh piya re
Raja beta banke maine jab sharafat dikhayi
Tune bola 'hatt mawaali' bhaav nahi diya re
ABCD padhli bohot
Thandi aahein bhar li bohot
Acchi baatein kar li bohot
Ab karunga tere saath
Gandi baat...
Gandi-gandi gandi gandi gandi baat..
When Maan looked up he found Geet too looking at him.
Geet picked her files:carry on..
With that she left.
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Geet looked him questionly as he pressesed da Stop button in elevator.Is there any place more romantic than elevator?He leaned closer to recite da poetry which he was learing from whole day"tumhari aankhen..
Geet interrupted:kya hua meri aankhein ko?
Pushing him aside she checked her eyes in mirror surrounded:theek to hein.
She resumed da lift again.
Maan again pressed da button to stop,in irritation:tumhare baal
Geet woriedly pulled her hairs infront:kya hua mere balon ko?..
After looking them carefuly she replied:theek hein.
She jerked away his hand from da buttons:kya tum ye baar baar lift rok rahey ho..khrab hojaeygi.
She stepped out when dy reached ground floor while Maan bang his head with wall.
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Maan:crown resturant chleyn?
Geet:kyun?.
She asked in worry:koi meeting hai wahan?jo men bhool gai?
Maan:nhi to..men isley keh rha tha k
Geet rested her head back to car seat:to phor kyin?I just want to go home.
She looked at him as da car stopped suddenly.And he spoke da world famous line:car khrab hogai hai.smjh nhi a rha kya hua hai.
"ab car khrab hue bger bhi kya koi lovestory bnti hai?" Geet:how r u so sure?uttar kr check to kro.
Maan stepped down from car,complaining to God:isko bmate hue mujhe pr zra sa bhi reham nhi aaya?
He opened da bonnet & did fake survey as Geet too stepped out.Maan:buht buht problem hai..mujhe to yakeen nhi aa rha ye hme yahan tk bhi kesi le aai.ghar kareeb hi to hi walk krte chlte hein..car driver le jaeyga.me.abhi aata hun.
He went to icecream parlour acrosss from da road.When he returned with two delicious ice-cream.cups his smile vanished as he found driver standing with het.Geet:kahan chle gaey the..car ki keys do.
To free his hand she tok one from him & his cruel wife handed it to driver.
Maan tried best not to gritt his teeth:superman wali speed hai tumhari to.
Geet proudly:mene car se utrne se pehle hi cal krdi thi thi driver ko.wo dusri car sath laya hai.usme ghar chlte hein.
To drover she orderd:tum is car ko workshop le jao..shayd wahi chodni pdey,buht zyada khrab hai.
She went to sit another car while Maan staring in space ordered to him:car ghar le aao.bikul theek hai.
Driver confused:pr madam to keh rhi hein..
He handed him his cup too:tum ice cream khao..tension kyun lete ho..uske ley Mein hun naa.
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Maan took out paper from his pocket & torned it in many pieces.Not a single idea worked out:ya to ye survey kisi aur world ka tha ya phir meri love story hi out of the world hai.
The sudden ringing of cell caught his attention.He went to dining where Geet had forgetten her cell after dinner.Seeing Shefali name he received the call:haan Shefali.
Shefali:hi bhai.bhabhi kahan hai?
Maan: wo oom men
Shefali:bhai please bhabi ko.jaldi phone dena..men boutique pr aai hui thi.bridal dress k stiching ka colour change krna chah rhi hun.mene aaj hi purple aur silver kaa
Maan climbed the stairs:wait wait..ye zulm mt kro.tumhari bhabi ko phone deta hun.
He went to her bedroom & knocked at the close door.Shefali impatiently:bhai jaldi phone do naa..boutique bnd hone wala hai.agr aaj final nhi hua to aur delay hojaeyga.
Maan knocked more loudly:de rha hun.
Shefali confused:bhai aap knock kahan kr rhe hein?
Maan paused:kahi bhi to nhi.I mean washrom men hai.
Sefali:ok k.men pics whtsap kr rhi hun.bhabhi se kehna decide kr k msg krdeyn.I am waiting.
He lowered da phone slowly opened da door with a soft call:Geet?
The noise of running water made him realize his guess was right.He was about to leave but than decided to put her cell there.But paused,feeling hesitate.He had never stepped inside her bedroom.Not that she ever declared any restriction law.Maybe the house was big enough for him not to crave this room,her bedroom.
"Jo itne saalo men nhi hua wo kese hoga jb tk wo nhi kroge jo ab tk nhi kya?"
With the thought he walked inside.
There were so many reasons for his surprise.The red black furniture seemed quit far from her taste.He had expected something light...grey or perhaps white.The net curtain around her bed,thick carpets,heavy silk curtains..it was all resembling to some Arabic princess room.The canvas at da far side surprised him most.It was not empty but terribly filled with al da worldy colours.Black,Orange,Green,purple all colours were thrown were wid a harsh brush.Some colours were spread like thread of smoke.It can surely awarded as most messy painting.
He was about to walk there for a closer look but stopped in track.His breath hitched & he pulled ajar da curtains from bed to clear his terrible doubt.
There was no one laying there.but da setting of bed...da way thick cushions were set on da half of bed under da silken sheet.He felt like that.From da odd setting his eyes flew to photo frame rested on bed-side table.
With shaking hand he picked da picture framr from near her bed & holding his breath he turned it to see da man of het dreams.
The sudden noise caught his eyes & his grip losened which cause da frame to fall down,broken into pieces.Her after bath skin looked so soft,so delicate but her expressions & eyes were cold as ice.
His voice was so breathless:ye meri tasveer hai.
It was an accusation or he spoke da words for his ears only,to belive it..he was not exactly sure.
The each passed moment of silence felt decade to him & his wild throbbing heart.Her eyes were still holding his gaze:aur meri bhi hai.
His eyes went down to frame & than back to her,still wide.
She added:men apni mom jesi dekhti hun isme.
Her tone held no emotions but he felt depth of her words,her true words.
The pic was from a day after their marriage,from a pooja held by her father.Where they both were dressed in traditional way.Geet was wearing bnarsi sari,thick bindi..da attire too odd for her young age of 19 but yes she was resembling her mom.
And than her next words felt like cold bucket of water to him:Bahir Jao Maan.
"English men kaho to "Get Out"
He drank da sight of her.The speciemn of beauty wrapped in a soft bathrob.But he could see da armour suit around her,shielding from da world,shielding from him.She didnt blink till he dropped her cell to bed & turned to walk away.He walked out & didnt missed da sound of lock she pressed.
He walked inside his room & sat on bed,feeling like he ran a long marthon.He ran his fingers & let out a long harsh breath which he was holding for so long.The moment he saw his own pic in da frame...he couldnt expresses in words da pleasure he felt.It was so painful,so unbearble so scary and Wrong.
Ofcourse it couldnt..It should not.
Now he realized da reason of his failure.He simply not has to win her her heart.A heart which was still occupied wid a ghostly lover.Which was caged,out of reach,buried in da experience of her ugly past.
Even her proud chin & cruel eyes couldnt hide her fear.Fear to vulnrble,fear to expose,fear to risk.Before wining her heart he has to free her heart,herself.
As a friend he always respected her privacy,gave her space,gave her freedom to tie herself away.But Love is such a selfish emotion.Isnt it?
He smiled wid determination.He will walk inside her world defeating all her guards.Will melt the ice wid heat of his passion & when he will kiss her with all intensity of his love.His princess will be free again..to love to laugh to dare.
He took out his cell & call Saleel.After a friendly hii hello he asked him in sweet innocent vouce:shadi ki itni preparation hai..sath office bhi hai.agr Paddy aunty yahan aa skti help k lye.haan ab bde to bde hote hein.bdo ka hona to zruri hota hai.thank u so much.bye.
He cut da call & wud a smirk announced:Game over Miss Proper.ab men tumhe kahi bhagne nhi dunga.
Precap-will post da promo latter.
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