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CHAPTER 12
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Next morning Geet being early riser was awake at 5:30am. She tip toed to Maan's room with her clothes and other essentials. But froze at the sounds of what her Maan Sir was murmuring. She saw him in deep sleep lying on his stomach and clutching a pillow which was buried under him moaning, "Please darling, please sweetheart one more time! Mishty kya apne Maan ki baat nahi maanogi?" (Mishty, won't you listen to your Maan?)
Geet was horrified on being an eavesdropper and hearing Maan moan so passionately for some girl called "Mishty". Geet's already wounded heart was now completely shattered as she felt that there was no hope of any relationship between Maan and Geet. She quickly got her emotions under control and continued walking towards washroom. She freshened up and came out wearing a deep green saree with broad zardosi work on the border and palla of the saree.
(Ignore the phone)
Maan woke up to the sound of shower running in the washroom. Soon he was transfixed to see Geet with hair still damp and Geet looking a vision of loveliness in green saree.
Seeing Maan awake she said very politely but in a cool and dry voice, "Sir, aap jald se jald tyaar ho jaaiye kyunki Dadimaa hum dono ko ek puja ke liye bulaane wali hain!" (Sir, please get ready quickly as Dadimaa is soon going to call us to do a puja jointly!) Just then someone knocked on the door, Geet quickly arranged the bed so that if someone looked in the room would feel that two people have slept on the bed. Maan was impressed with Geet's quick thinking and felt how conscientiously Geet is fulfilling the role of his fake wife that he feels as if she is his real wife!
Geet opened the door to see Dadimaa standing with nurses's support there. "Dadimaa aap ...?" Geet covered her head and touched Dadimaa's feet and she blessed Geet.
Then Geet supported Dadimaa and brought her in their room and asked the nurse to leave. Dadimaa was highly impressed with Geet seeing her all dressed for puja wearing all her 'suhaag chinh' and said, "Hummei bahut khushi hai ki aap ko aaj ki puja ke baare mei yaad hai!" (I'm very happy that you remembered about today's puja!)
Dadimaa was looking carefully at the bed as Maan was still in bed and said, "Maan aap jaldi uthkar fresh hoiye aur jaldi neeche puja ke liye aaiye!" Then holding Geet's hand said, "Chaliye beta, aap ko abb rasoi puja karni hai!" ('Maan get ready soon and come for puja!' Then holding Geet's hand said, 'Come Geet you have to do rasoi puja!')
"Jee Dadimaa!" Saying this Geet with Dadimaa left maan's room.
After both women left the room, Maan thoughts went back to what he was dreaming. He was having erotic dreams with Geet. He dreamt that they had made passionate love for first time and as he was not satisfied with once he wanted more of his Geet, his Mishty and his wife. As he found Geet's innocent kisses & her voice sweet, hence, gave her a name, "Mishty". But her whole body was like a fire torch which can incinerate him alive in its heat and passion! His thoughts were stopped by ringing of the phone. It was Adi asking about Chopra's meeting today and whether Maan and Geet will attend it. Maan said yes and quickly went to the wash room. When he reached downstairs he was welcomed with delicious fragrance of his favourite sweet dish, halwa. Maan loved halwa as a child specially the one his mother use to make for him but he stopped eating halwa after his mother passed away . Although Dadimaa made it for him but it was with too much ghee which health conscious Maan never liked. But today the smell was coming like during the time when his Mom use to cook. Before he could further get drowned in halwa smell, the fragrance marigold (genda) flowers were pulling him towards them since he stepped on the last step of staircase. When he approached "puja ghar" he saw it decorated with marigold (genda) flowers most auspicious flower for prayer in North India.
As he came nearer to 'puja ghar', he heard a melodious voice singing bhajan in front of Lord Krishna's idol.
When he went near he found Geet singing ,
"Kanha aan padi mai tere dware..."
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Edited by LM1991 - 9 years ago
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