Short Story ~Hazaaron Khwahishein Aisi [Plz see Pg 1] - Page 22

chapter 8

Yet another beautiful chapter. On one side their is maan who is struggling with his bike and life. adi came as a savior. maan should follow adi's suggestions, it will help him in the long run.

On the other hand geet is struggling with her own failures and disappointments.

ab to bas shadi hi ek solution hai lagta hai😉, in dono ki zindagi ko raste mein la ke liye😆

chapter 9

now even dadima is blackmailing him to get married. he can hear wedding bells all around🤣

Chapter 10 : Dream Again Part 1
The tyres came to a screeching halt,the noise of it jolting her out of her thoughts.She peeped out of her window to detect its source and the sight outside knocked the breath out of her. The Khuranas were here, already. They were here to see her and finalise the wedding. And here she had been hoping against hope that they wouldn't turn up. The gates of Handa Haveli flew wide open and the Handas gathered at the gate to welcome their guests.
Naintara getting down the car squealed in joy and rushed to Rano hugging her while Dev amused at his wife's antics walked towards Daarji with a smile on his face. The family met and pleasantries were exchanged.
However she did not notice any of this. Her eyes were glued to that man in blue sitting behind the wheels. She saw him jump down the black jeep .His hands combed through his hair and then removed his shades that were hiding her view to his eyes . She looked on as he placed them in his front pocket. Her heart, it picked up a sudden pace as she saw his radiant face glowing under the setting sun. There was this sudden feeling that emanated in her bosom as she saw him walk lazily towards Dadima. An undescribable feeling it was accompanied with the racing of pulse.
The growing years had brought a lot of changes. He had grown taller and stronger too.Unlike the thin lanky teenager ,his form was well built and his shoulders were broad. In blue shirt and black denim jeans with a neutral look on his face , he was the same unapproachable and proud figure that had caught her attention seven years ago . And it would have been easier this way. But the problem was his looks. He stood there looking devastatingly handsome.Handsomer than the previous time they had met. Handsomer than any man she had come across in her short lifetime.
A sudden gust of air shook her out of her thoughts and she noticed his wavering gaze. With hands in his pocket he was about to look up when she drew the curtains and turned around to meet her own reflection in the mirror that hung straight on the wall.
Thin figure. Plain face. Sunken cheeks. Dark circles beneath those eyes . Brown hair. An unrecognisable defeated girl looked back at her. There was nothing likeable about her. She was no more the old chirpy Geet. There wasnt any way someone like him could agree to an alliance with her. He was an architect in Delhi and had cracked the entrances in the first attempt. She was a mere Patiala girl with no higher degrees to boast and had failed even the 4th time. She knew he would reject her. And she feared rejection. She didn't want to marry but more than that she didn't want to get rejected by him. It would be a greater blow. And thus she decided she would not go down.
The doors to her room were thrown open and a sudden human tornado swirled in. Before she could realize she was lying on the bed locked in the strong embrace of her sister. Tara di. A bundle of positive energy she was.
'Geet...geeet its been such a long time. 4 damn years. I missed you so much babu.' They both got up and composed themselves and she took in her fill of her ever beautiful and smiling Tara di. A glowing face beneath the curly hair. She looked young and full of zeal .However , her coal black eyes which always shone they looked hollow and tired. Dark circles were making their way beneath her eyes. Was something bothering her. She was about to question her when she was cut by tara di.
'i just cannot believe this. Geet you are going to be my devrani. My little sister , we are going to live together forever. Maan and you. Oh pinch me ! I just so cant believe this. Oh god! U arent even ready . Come i will dress you up. Be fast they are waiting for you.' Geet kept staring at her sister while Tara kept talking without even caring to breathe. And then Geet slowly dropped the bomb. ' I am not going down. And I am not marrying.him.'
A silence spread in the room. The only noise she could hear was of the elders laughing and talking downstairs. Her eyes staring the ground and fingers fiddling with her dupatta lying on the bed she felt her di get up and move towards the door. She looked up immediately to see Di latching the door close. And then turning around, her eyes filled with fire , she asked her,'What is it Geet ? Are you still stuck to medicals? How many times have we had this conversation on phone Geet? We are all doing this for you! He is such a gem.'
Geet's gaze Tara noticed had shifted to the ground again. Tears were rolling down her cheeks. Nobody understood her condition. Not even her own tara di.
'Do not hide your face and answer me. What is the problem here? Maan is nice guy.Handsome and well educated. It is difficult to get a guy like him. Is there any problem in him',she asked her sitting on her knees tilting Geet's chin so that she would face her.
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'The problem is not in him but me. I am the one lacking here. He has got it all.Looks. Degree.Service in Delhi. Everything a man can desire for .Why would such a man want to marry me? Someone who is neither pretty nor highly educate. For God's sake I am nothing but a loser. Di. Plz. Do not force me. I will not be able to stand another rejection. 4 time failures have caused enough heartbreaks. '
Naintara watched her sister who was now crying silently. She realised Geet had lost her self belief and was thus being pessimistic. It was time to knock some sense in her head. ' No you are not . You are not a loser Geet. Filter such thoughts. They will take you no where.If one dream shatters you do not stop dreaming. Humans are most resilient ones. And so you have to move on and dream again. You are seeing yourself through the tinted glass. Look through my eyes and you are the most beautiful. Geet you have got two options. Either sit here and wallow in self pity or go and face the world. In the kingdom of Daarji you cant escape marraige. So why not marry Maan over someone else whom you barely know.'
'What if he says no? Does he know about me?', she asked in a slow voice as if afraid to hear the answer.
'Be assured he wouldnt say no. Nobody can reject my sister.' Geet wanted to pipe in that the CBSE AIPMT did reject her however she stopped herself.
'Let me dress you and he will have a hard time removing his eyes from you. Now stop being a duck head and go wash your face.', Naitara said as she made her way towards the rosewood almirah to take out Geet's dress.
Geet sat their for some time before she was pushed into the adjoining bathroom.
Dream Again.
At present it seemed a very luring and impossible idea. But she did want to live and dream. As the cold water hit her face it washed away the dirt and the negative thoughts.It might be difficult but she could give it it a try.

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Chapter 10 : Dream Again Part 2

He sat there checking his mobile every now and then. There was no network here in Hoshiyarpur and he needed to know if his leave was sanctioned or not. He knew Saxena enough to predict that he would make a ruckus about not giving a prior notice before leaving.
'Maan Beta, have some samosas . Geet has made them.They taste better when they are hot.' He looked up to see the same woman who had been constantly singing praises offer him a plate of samosas. He accepted it reluctantly.He hated the fact that he had eat these samosas even if he disliked them. He wasnt ready to marry and yet he was here. His life just sucked . Who was Geet ? Some kind of super woman. He revised his mental list that had been fed into his system by that woman. She was beautiful. She was polite. She was a great cook. She even knew to knit. In in the modern age where girls didnt even know how to sew a button she knitted table cloths. The beautiful table cloth that lay spread on the table was knitted by her own hands. By her.own.hands. The only thing left was to listen about her education qualifications. He opened his mouth to ask when the jingle of anklets drew his attention.
He looked up to see her descending down the stairs accompanied by Tara bhabhi. Her eyes were downcast. She was wearing a green anarkali suit that flared at her bosom and touched her ankles. The dupatta was wrapped around her neck , the end of which had been used to cover her head. She came to stand infront of them. And two things happened simultaneously. Titu who was sitting beside him got up and pulled her to sit beside him . And Dadi moved aside a little gesturing Geet to come and sit beside her. She chose latter and sat beside Dadimaa in the sofa opposite to him. He saw Titu shrug his shoulders as he came to sit beside him and then started digging his samosas.
'You are looking very beautiful Geet' he heard his Dadima say.
He looked at his prospective bride and then turned away his face.
' Yaswant ji (Daarji) if you do not have any problem i would like the children to have a small talk before we take any decision.'
Yashwant Handa clutched his stick a little harder. Such rules were against his culture yet he agreed only on the condition that it must be a small talk and nothing else.
Geet walked fast. Her heart was drumming very rapidly and loudly. It seemed everyone could hear it. Even him who was walking behind her maintaining a little distance. She was nervous like hell. What small talk ? Here she was trembling and wasnt sure if she could utter a single word and they wanted to have them a talk. She halted on reaching her destination. They were in the small drawing room generally used for playing chess or carrom. She entered the room switching on the lights and then waited for him to sit on the small knitted chair. She saw him stare at the chair curiously and then he suddenly looked up to ask ,' Do you knit chairs as well?'
She looked at him with her confused doe shaped eyes. 'Huh?'
He saw a single strand of her long ,open hair flowing with the air .
'Never mind .',he shrugged carelessly and then made his way to the window in the same lazy gait. Her heart beating wildly she was expecting him to turn and ask her about her failures but he did not. In fact he made no move just kept staring out of the window . What was he looking at ? There was nothing interesting outside. May be he didn't want to make a small talk. He must have not liked her and so did not want to waste time. Tara di had said he wouldnt be able to remove his eyes from her . But he hadn't even looked at her properly. She watched him move ever so lightly and opened his mouth to speak. Hope flared its wing. May be she was too quick to get disheartened. And then she heard him speak,'Its already 5 min . Lets go.' And the little hope died there itself its wing smashed brutally by his single statement. At this moment he was the same unapproachable and proud Maan.

As they reached the hall where everyone was seated now she looked at her Baoji's and Maa's expectant eyes. Not bearing to look into their eyes she looked at the tray of jalebis.There were in for another heartbreak.
'Maan so whats your decision?',asked Dadima
The tears gathered in her eyes were ready to flow down any moment.
'Ok..kay'
'Okay ? What do you mean by it? Give a direct answer.'
He clenched his fists. Dadima was crossing all limits.
'Yes. I . Am .ready .to .marry .her. I hope it is clear now .'
'Congratulations ! Yashwant ji. I officially declare Geet as my daughter in law. '
Naintara rushed to her sister's side crushing her into a hug. Titu was dancing. Maa and Baoji were smiling , talking. But she wasn't registering any of it. He had said yes. Agreed to marry her. Even after knowing everything. The rate at which her heart was beating she could die of stroke.She tried catching his eye but he just wouldnt look.So she walked to her room.

Geet was hanging her clothes over the clothesline on the rooftop. Last evening had been full of surprises . She had been very sure that she would be rejected however nothing of that sort happened. He had agreed to marry her . And she didnt know why. When they were supposed to make a small talk he didnt speak at all except for that single statement. She had repeated that statement over and again in her mind but could not make head or tail of it. He had been aloof when he was with her. There had been an uncaring attitude in his stance.
She looked in the direction of the other wing of haveli. The Khuranas were staying there.
Was it safe to weave a new set of dreams of a future where he would play an important role.
She heard someone wailing loudly and ran to the parapet to look down. The children were playing in the alley. It seemed a small girl had scraped her knee against the road. She was about to go down when she saw him emerge from behind the pole with a phone in his hand and sit on his knees checking her kneels. Geet saw as he blew air on it and then straightened up whispering something into the little girl's ears. The girl had stopped crying and then was soon ready posing for a selfie making a victory sign with her hands.
The same strange warm feeling emanated across her bosom .
Hope for a better future full of dreams flared its wings again.
She did not know what was wrong with her. Until yesterday she didnt want to marry. She had no hopes of a bright future .And today she was ready to dream again. She would try flying again if he was ready to be the willing companion.
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Nice updates. Geet lack of confidence n Tara telling her how well she is. Maan is irritated n with out talking say yes. So marriage is going to happen. I think Geet is slowly falling for maan.

Originally posted by: susm

Nice updates. Geet lack of confidence n Tara telling her how well she is. Maan is irritated n with out talking say yes. So marriage is going to happen. I think Geet is slowly falling for maan.

Thankyou susmita for being here and commenting . I am glad you liked it. Ye marraige in the next update.