
(Anniversary Special OS by Crazy_Sweta)
ANOKHI SHADDI..!!
" Magalam bhagwan vishnu "
"sawhaaa "
" pheww" A girl dressed in shorts and cute superman T-shirt huffed in relief.. She was sitting on the couch with legs folded staring the screen with irritating expressions..
" mom now give me the remote " geet scowled snatching the remote from aarti..
"geeet ..." aarti groaned narrowing her brows pulling the remote..
" will u both stop it its better I take the remote " Ram announced entering the living room..
The mother daughter duo hissed in anger ..and stormed away from each other...looking away..
Ram sighed and grabbed the remote
" kisi ne sahi kaha ek tv aur biwi indono k ghar pe hote hue shanti milna is impossible ..chal ab tu mere pass hi reh safe rahega " he added mentally..
he placed the remote in his pocket and sat besides geet and arti that is in the middle..
the mother and daughter were still fuming
"geetu " ram called her sternly
geet pouted cutely squealing ...arti smiled faintly nearly smirking
she turned to face him..
" dad this is cheating mom..humesha yeh serials dekhti rehti hai...u cant always take her side mana aapki wife hai but mai bhi beti hu aapki..." she uttered frantically ..
ram rolled his eyes while arti chuckled "geetu serials yeh dekhti hai..and drama tum karti ho ha.." he shook his head..
geet twisted her lips hugging him..wrapping her hands cutely
" u knw..dad u na..aap bohot ache husband ho..but dad...".she blinked her eyes thoughtfully..while ram stared her curiously..
" dad usse bhi better ho.." she said smiling widely and kissing his left cheek ..Ram smiled in return and wrapped his hands around her..
"ummm " arti cleared her throat in order to gain her attention ..without glancing them
Geet winked at ram..
" ab aap bhi aa jaiye Mrs.Handa "
Arti blushed raising her head as ram drew her close from the other side...
"sure mr.Handa " arti said smiling and kissed his other cheek...
Later at night
" geetu see this what I got for u ..." aarti said..as she entered in Geet's room...
" geeet..." She screamed loudly gather her interest..but her daughter was busy swaying her body to the music..she had her head phones on..
Arti grunted...and marched towards her holding her arm..and prying off the headphones...
" mom...uh what happened" She said scrunching her brows and brushing her curls..
Arti held her arm and made her sit on the bed..
" itna loud music koi sunta hia bhala...?"
Geet giggled...pincing arti's cheeks.." mom music is my life I love jazz u knw that.."
Arti nodded..smiling
" waise look what I've got for u " arti said gleefully
She thrusts a pink colour earning with matching necklace set in her hands..
" mom...whats dis..no way not again..." geet murmured
" shoo..geetu this will look beautiful on you..dekho.." she pulled out the earrings and placed them on ears...
Geet let her do what she wants after she was done...praising the earings and scolding her she spoke..
" mom I m not interested in these earings u knw..i don't like these stufss.." she spoke for the millionth time
" geetu enough..u r not a kid anymore...u r 22 at least now start behaving like a girl...How long will u sustain this tom- boy look of urs..??" arti said in a high tone
" mom whats wrong with this look..this is what I m ???"
" geet...u r behaving like a kid..i don't understand why are u getting so hyper..u r girl geet and u should behave like one...tumhe humne choot di iska matlb yeh nahi ki tum aise hi rahogi.." Arti said strictly
" mom...what..." Geet glance her intently and then looked away..
" geet this is not US its India...we r gonna live here and u should get adjusted here..we never had any problem with u r living style..sweety..Ab tum yah ape ayi ho u should endeavor amending ur lifestyle accordingly..."
Yes the HANDA family has flown down from US to delhi..Ram had got his transferred done since he was facing lot of trouble due to his touring from India and US. Geet handa the sweet princess of her dad was a tom boy. She never really understood how tp go head with the girly stuffs.. Back in US she wasn't that fond of having friends...she was happy with her classmates..she enjoyed everyone's company..And following the on going trend..she desired to become a pop star or..a lyricist..perhaps..
Since they have landed in india her mother was hell bend on getting her transformed into a typical Indian girl.. arti knew geet was different but she knew othe thing and obliged it " JAISA DES WAISA BES"
Last week weeks arti was all about finding the right guy for geet..though Ram dint approve of this and she had to dismiss the idea..she was secretly trying to groom her little daughter..
" I don't wana say anything mom.u wont understand my thoughts" she took in deep breaths mentally counted till 100 to lower her temper..
Arti stood to her feet..
" geet we causing no hindrance in ur route to achieve ur dreams..beta..its just that..if u don't change now...who will marry you..' Her tone soften as she spoke the last sentence..
Geet abated a breath..staring her stunned
" mom...u r worried about my marriage?like really?" She shook her head and then smirked...looking direct in her eyes...
" dad says...there will be a guy who will love me...and just me...not because of my beauty or looks..because for what I m..just the way dad loves u .."
Few days later
" shit shit " geet stomped the ground angrily...removing her headdress off her head...she sighed painfully
" isse toh servicing k liye dena tha last to last week...oh lord y m I soo...careless.." She folded her hands staring her scooty...dejectedly..
She somehow reached..her college..and puffed..
Parking her scooty she strolled inside the college..
" now what to do..mom wont give me a single penny...infact ek bog lecture milgea..dad bhi nahi hai..paise kaha se lau scooty thik karne.."
That's when she heard a girl asking someone..
" please arrange the girl...its urgent..bas ek shaddi ka sequence karna hai...achi dikhne wali bhi nahi jayie..ghungat hoga...we r ready to pay 10k for that please..Just a fake marriage scene for our serial..please the girl need not be a an actress"
Geet raised her brow...pressing her lips in a thin line..
She pensively calculated the pros and corns and decided to give it a try...
" cmon the girl clearly state no one will she my face..i m sure mom will be happy when she'll knw ki maine unke serial mai acting ki..??Its worth giving a try.."
********
Geet blinked her lashes again ..letting her own image sunk in mind..
She was clad in red ghargra and small choli..which was tied by two strings on her back...along with a shimmering red and golden embroidered chunri..
She wore two sets of necklace on golden one which was short and the other was a long chain...Her ears adorned big heavily stones... hanging..down making sounds as she moved her head..
She was still staring her figure in mirror wistfully and jaw dropped..
" U look beautiful.." the girl commented and patted her shoulder...turning geet around she adjusted her ghonghat..making it a proper long veil..
The girl seemed more nervous than geet..which irked her..
" listen u just have to go..there and pretend that u r simran okay...and"
" But.." Geet peeped through her veil..
" I have to pretend as m simran?? No body will see my face u said so...I cant afford that...'
The girl shushed her.." no no...one will see ur face..just go there and do whatever they say...and ha..ther will be no retakes..and director as already started the scene."
" oh.." she muttered
" even I m part of the scene...okay...I m ur dasi..u knw helping ..u ..now the other actor will come and take u outside..u knw right this is fake forceful marriage act..okay..dont be nervous.."
Geet nodded slowly..all her jewls moved with her..annoying her...to the core.. The girls voice seemed cracking...she decided to shrug her thoughts and concentrate on the act
Next she knew she was pulled by some one..it was indeed rough she kind off considered this next to real...she struggled initially but the guy clasped her firmly...
" these actors na..fake marriage hai yeh" she thought inwardly..
She was made to sit in front of the fire..forcefully..she rubbed her arm..
" I m going to charge extra money for this.."
" chaloo ab bihyaa chalu karo inka...chacha.."
She sensed a male figure sitting besides her...
The fake pandit ranted some mantras..fake mantras
Now she somewhat understood the scene..it was a forcefully marriage..the guy was forced to marry the girl..apparently the girl did not have any choice but to marry the guy..
The guy drew her veil a bit upward and filled her mang with the fake sindoor...
" gosh dude.." geet cursed him..
The sindoor was smudged on her forehead and a little fell on her nose too..
Once agin his hands shivering hands popped inside her viel tying the mangalsutra
She was once again pulled ...to stand for the fake pheras...after the hole thing was done..she could hear the roaring of bullets..
She dint panic..but was uncertain about this..coz the girl dint mention this..
After a moment of celebration..one man came ahead towards her..
" kyu simran kaha than a tujhe se..thara bhai thari shadi mahesh se hi karayega.." with that he ripped her ghunghat revealing her face..
" what the hell..." Geet yelled..
" look this isn't the way u r suppose to behave..for god sakes...its fake yaar.." She recognized this man he was the one manhandling her..
The man seemed shocked...actually dead shocked..and all of a sudden his eyes grew big and fire spitting from them,,
" ah..' geet yelped as the man once again clapped her arm...gripping it tighly..
" eh chori tu yaha pe kya akr rai..hai..aur mari bhen kathe hai?? Bata warna..' he gritted his teeth...
" director...directior..." Geet screeched loudly
" leave me ..Director...' she violently resisted his hold..
" ki bol rai hai..yeh tu ha..hindi ma bol..'
" bhai ji..eh bol rai hai..director..matlb who..pata nahi..' another man said..
" maine director kaha..where is he...use kaho mujhe ab aur nahi rehna yaha..Just give me my money and m done...aap mujh se aise behave nahi kar sakte..aapki jhooti shaddi khatam hogayi.."
" betiya yeh shaddi asli thi jhooti nahi...kya bol rai ho tum.."
" whattt???????"
Now this started haunting her she frantically gaped the men with.. riffle in their hand..they wore kurta and pjyamas she had seen such men in GANGS OF WASSEPUR though she cuolnt understand their language These men replicate them..totally..
The guy holding geet scratched his head,..
" bhaya tu ki bol rai hai..mane kuch samjh ni aa raha.."
" bhai ji yeh angreji ma patter patter kar ari hai..babu ji ko kol kar unse puchte hai...kyu??? Yehi toh padhe likhe hai.."
" ha pappu sahi kehrya hai tu..khol mahesh ne..'
She had a burning sensation in heart..she was now panicking...something dint seem right..
Pappu came forward and pulled down the sehar from her fake husband...
As the sehra fell on the ground and his face was expose...She sucked in a harsh breath gaping the man dressed as the dulha..whose mouth was tapped..
It wasn't just her..as soon as his eyes fell on her..he was rooted to his spot
" bhaiyaaa ji..yeh..toh.." pappu scratched his hairs in confusion..
The man left geet instantly and reached to the dulha..scraping the tape off his lips..
Which bought him back...
Geet regained her senses when bhayia ji left her to stumble down ...
" kon hai be tu??aur ki kar raha hai..yaha pe..??" Bhaiya gi gripped his collar...
" Mai..mai yaha nahi aya..aap logo ne hi kidnap kiya mujhe..dekho leave me..iske phele mere dad ko pata chal jayie..just leave me.."
Geet rolled her eyes..listening his words..
She carefully looked around the goons appeared real...It mean it means...NO WAY her mind shrieked...
" papppuuu" Bhaiya ji caught pappu from other hand.. giving him a deadly glare..
bhaiya ji lagta hai..mahesh doc k jagah kisi aur ko maine...maaf karido bhaiya ji.." He pleaded..
Bhaiya ji..kicked pappu seqquezing his eyes...and gripping the dulha's collar
" tune kuch bola kyu nahi haa..."
" dekhiye...maine inhe kaha tha ki Mahesh nahi hu..mai chilaa raha tha,..hazar baar kaha par inhone meri ek nahi suni..they beat me ..mujhe mara aur dhamki bhi di..isliye mai chup hogaya.." maan said in one go
Geet swallowed and mustered all her courage..she knew this was the best time to escape...
Therefore..Without making a slightest noise...She stood to her feet...and stepped back slowly...her movement drew everyone's attention..and within a min two men captured her from behind...
" Geet..what the hell is this...yeh kon hai..dekho I knw we had problems..but to marrying me is not the solution..how can u even think about it.." He muttered unpleasantly ...
Maan singh Khurana was 2 years senior to Geet...They met at the basket ball court..Actually it was hate at first sight...MSK couldn't fathom the wits of the girl...the foreign girl who dared to challenge him..It dint end there..their fight was at peak..everyone in college knew about the duo..because of their exceptional tackling techniques..In all they hated each other..
" Do u really think I did this...are u crazy I don't knw these guys..." She growled back at him..
" ya then y are u here???????????"
" listen MAAN SIGH KHURANA I..." she trailed off as bhaiya ji raised his brow hearing her words..
" bhayiaa ji..aap bolo toh in dono ka gala dabba denge dono ka" pappu said smiling wickedly
Maan and geet both turned their head to gawked bhayia ji in fear..
Bhayia ji hoisted his hands to quieted him..
HE smirked
" hume abhye sab smajh ma aa raha hai..ehh dono ne hi smiran ko bhaya hai..inhe hum na chodo ab..Inhe gadi mai dalo...humka dhunde ke padi simran ko...yeh dono ka hisab uke milye k baad hi hob.."
" nahiii nooo" Both screamed..
" chup..dono..." bhaiya ji aimed his gun..At maan..which shushed him..
While other goons aimed at geet..
***********
Nearly 2 hours later maan and geet found sitting next to each other..with their hands tied..As they along with the bhaiya ji drove in a very posh truck..
As they drove from a pit the truck jotled and geet felt on left side..
" heyyy...please..carfeully I m tied with u .." maan said pulling her up as their hands were tied together in a same rope..
Geet glared him..hitting him from elbow..
" ow.." Maan yelped..To which geet smiled in satisfaction
" what the hell is ur problem...ha,," Maan roared in anger..
Before geet could respond pappu poked him..and raised his gun..
" sorry sorry.." Maan surrendered and placed finger on his lips..
A moment later..
" listen..dont u dare hit me..u nakchadi..pata nahi kyu mere life mai aayi ho tum..gosh jab se tumne college mai entry mari hai tab se my life sucks.."he whispered in her ear..
She leaned back..narrowing her brwos..
" same here..coz of u I m stuck here..y did u agree for this fake marriage.."
" fake marriage as in jhooti shaddi..dekho.." He was cut off by the pandit
Bhayia ji were carrying the pandit ji..along with them..they thought to meet simran and Mahesh and get them married their itself..
" beta jhooti shaddi..nahi tum dono ki shaddi asli hai...maine sare mantra 100% asli wale padhe the.,." He said proudly
Geet and maan gaped him in horror..they looked like zombies..with eye wide and face expressionless..
" ka hua tum do ka..aisan lag raha ahi jaisa sap sung gaya.." pappu commented..
They both stared each other in astonishment..
Geet nearly had layer of tears...which dint go unnoticed by maan..
She looked away wiping the tear...
Their truck stopped at a dhabba..
Geet was in deep shock..to even react...all the goons along with pandit and bhaiya ji got down..leaving maan nd geet alone..in the truck..
Maan could sense her sadness..he tried to avoid it but couldn't..
He cleared his throat..and looked her from the corner of his eyes..
" geet..' he called her sofly
She blinked her lashes and glanced up at him..
For a min they just kept looking at each other...Both dint knw y..may be it was the marriage...
Geet was the first one to avert her gaze..She tucked her hair..and hummed
" look geet..I i.." he closed his eyes taking in a deep breath..
" geet yeh joh bhi hua..i don't knw how to comfort u..but all I can say is..hume abhi yeh sab nahi sochna chayie...and.."
She stared him wide eyed.. Maan s voice faded as he found himself lost in those innocent hazels..
" I may be from US but I endure the same Indian values that a normal girl does maan..I don't belive in these things but marriage is above all...I believe in this scared relationship..My dad and mum are examples for me..Its a big thing..maan.." Her voice turned teary...
Maan was speechless...he had heard a lot about her..His perception regarding geet was way different that what now she seemed..to him..
" well..i..umm" he pressed his lips together...contemplating his words
" geet..i..i knw what u r feeling..i m feeling the same..But..at this instance I think we should concentrate more..on planning our escape...u r understanding "
Geet sniffed brushing her lashes from the back of her hand..
She gazed him ...and nodded..considerately ..
Both pepped out of the truck to glance at bhaiya ji...and began their break out plan..
*****
" bhaiya ji..khana toh bohot acha tha.." pappu said licking his fingers...
" umm...un dono pe nazar rakhna...kahi bhag na jaye sasure.."
" Ji bhaiya ji..humari nazar hai..gaddi pe aap shanty se bhojan kar lo.."
******
" wow..i dint knw u r superwoman..ya..go geet go.."
Geet hissed angrily.." will u shut up..maan..I m trying to concentrate.."
Geet was trying to shred their rope with her pin..Smart move according to maan..
" yeyye...finally thank god.." maan uttered in relief .rubbing his hands over his writs..
Geet controlled the urge to slaughter him..She tossed the rope..and poked him..
The glowing Maan responded with a bright smile..
" heloo Mr.Sunny lets get out now..before they catch us.."
" oh yaa.."
Both carefully crawled ..Maan hopped down first..and held out his hand for geet..
Geet placed her hand in his...and he grabbed her putting her safely on ground..But she tripped due to her lengha...before she even realized Maan's hands slipped through her waist pulling her closer...And her hands clutched her shoulder
As soon as their skin touched each other both went tremors gushing their body..
Geet shuddered feeling his cold hands on her smooth waist..While maan jolted..
Their breaths were uneven..They kept staring each other.. it looked as if and invisible string was pulling them closer..closer and closer to each other..unknowingly..
Horns of a car passing by startled them out of their trance..They awkwardly parted from each other..
" chaliye bhaiya ji..chalte hai..." They heard pappu's voice..
Both immediately got alarmed..Maan laced his fingers with geet and ran..inside the forest..!!!
***
" that's it I cant run now..this jewlelry and legna they r way to heavy.." geet uttered panting heavily...as she gripped the nearby tree for support..
Maan nodded..and sat on the stone..opposite...
He was pondering their next move..the couldn't survive here its been 4 hours since they were running..
Geetfurrowed her brow...she held her lenga lifted it up..and strolled towards him..
" how did u fell in their trap??? Geet questioned thumping next to him..
Maan chuckled..in embarrassment..
" the Mahesh guy they were talking about actually he runs a free medical hospital for the poor..I help him out..when they kidnapped me..it was me in mahesh's room going through the stock details.."
Her lips formed a cute smile..
She elbowed him." I dint knw u could do something like that..i mean u could do any noble thing..its good u knw.."
Maan smiled widely..
" I don't have dad geet...My mother and I have struggled a lot seen the worst's of the worst..."
Geet could feel the sincerity in his voice..strange since college started both just deceived each other..and now...she could tell he is saying the truth..
What an irony..!!
She patted his arm..
" m proud of u ..."
She said a beautiful smile..
Maan returned her smile..
" thank u wifey.." and winked at her
" o" She made a face and hit him...
Maan laughed and so did she..
After a while they resumed their journey..where they met the some villagers.. They though they are runaway couple and hence helped them out..Both thoughts it's the best way to protect themselves from bhaiya ji and his mens..By morning they will at least get a shelter..
" finallly..phew.." Geet said in relief...and slumped on the charpayi..
wowww" she almost reached the ground...it seized due to her weight..
Maan laughed merrily..
Geet managed to sequel out of the bed...and narrowed her brow keeping hands on her waist..
Maan zipped his mouth..the US QUEEN was on now..
" how dare u laugh on me..ha..u..u r suppose to help me..i have never been to a village before..and u r making fun of me..u r so hideous..I..i m gona kill u ." She groaned..and grabbed the pillow...
whoa.." Maan stood to his feet and ran for his life...
Geet jogged behind him..hitting him smashing him with the pillow...
" soorrryyy"
His sorry fell on deaf ears ..at last Maan gripped her waist with one hand and with the other held her finger..
Geet kicked him..violently..BOY she was so mad at him..!!
Maan could only see her eyes..which were red in anger and then her cheeks which had a shade of pink adorned on them..may be due to their position..
Maan continued gazing her..she blinked her eyes..feeling vulnerable under his intense gaze..
She lowered her lashes...her tresses fell on her eyes..due to her movement..
Maan lovingly put his fingers in those silky tresses and gently tucked them..
She cheeks reddned now...and she hang on to him..submitting herself..
He dragged his lips to her ear..And whispered" u r beautiful..."
She closed her eye..shivering..at his words..
Her hold tighten on his arms..
Before maan could say anything further their cute moment was interrupted by the villagers.. They had given them change of clotheses..along with food and shetlter..
Their jiffy moment that led both in a perplex state..
They made their sleeping arrangement...Geet on bed and maan on floor..
After all the drama which occurred today both could get some peace...now
Geet was hell tired and thus slept instantly..whereas maan was gazing her..beautiful face..
" I have no idea what I m feeling for u geet..I don't even knw when did it start..." he smiled..
" But I promise u ..this relationship..our marriage I will try to make it work..I knw u r not ready..U can take all the time in the world..geet..I ll wait for u ..till eternity..marriage is a big responsibility geet..and my mom she taught me very well how to deal with them..
My feelings for u r real..I can feel them..i have never sensed such strong emotions for anyone geet..i can recognize..May be its ..."
" Maybe this marriage has stirred some feelings for u in my heart..whatever it is...tum angrez ho but maine toh Hindustani hu...shaddi toh hogayi ab nibana toh padega.. our journey has just started..
srk ne kaha tha...har rishte k shuruwat dosti se hi hoti hai.."
Edited by Shruthe - 10 years ago
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