~Badi Havelli~ A Maaneet FanFic Part 13/page7 -17/11/18 - Page 3

PART 9

It has been a long time, almost 4 years, but the pain still is unbearable. As I try to walk with the crutches Rammanna caught me once again before I could fall. I sighed and sat on the nearby chair.

"Thoda sabar kare chote malik, Ishwar sab theek kar dega" (have patience God will definitely make things fine). Said Rammanna patiently.
"Thank you Rammanna"

I closed my eyes and concentrated on inhaling exercise the physiotherapist has taught, but my mind again went to that fateful day that changed the course of my life, if not for Maan I would have died in the fire with my family.

It was only after a week that I knew that my family has been burnt to ashes. He still remembered taking my twin sister with me to the back door of the Haveli, I had planned to take her with me, but she did not agree and I had to go alone to meet Maan.

But I never reached the allotted place as I was attacked by goons and as we have ditched the security our bodyguards were not there to save me.
The goons 6 in number, hit me with iron rods breaking almost all of my bones and then pushed me in a ditch maybe they thought I was dead, but I survived.

When I came back to senses I was in the hospital, all bandaged, I survived with 7 fractures, Rammanna was the man who brought me there. He religiously served him and even registered me under the name of his dead brother, as doctors were not ready to treat me without any relatives consent.

At that time I thought about my family, and was surprised that no one was there, I was surprised that the prince of the town was here lying under false name.
I asked the nurse for that day's newspaper, I was surprised that it has been a week since my accident, the front page news caught my attention and my world shattered my family was no more, everyone died.

I could not believe, Rammanna came to my rescue, "Chote malik hum Agra mein hain, yahan koi aap ko nahin janta, yahan aap surakshit hain (sir we are at Agra, no one knows you here, you are safe here)"

I looked at him in confusion and then Rammanna told me that, that day he has come to Ghaziabad to meet their cook who was his father and had seen me leave the Haveli, after few minutes he too left for the market to buy some ingredients needed in the kitchen but when he returned he found the Haveli burning. He could not do anything but help the rescue team. Later at night when he was roaming around unable to think what he shall do now, he saw him (chote malik) lyng in a ditch unconscious , first he thought that chote malik was dead but soon found his heart beating and took him to the nearby hospital but there he saw Brij and so he dragged him to a nearby truck and somehow managed to bring him to Agra for treatment.
"Rammanna, where are you?" he called out, feeling helpless. "Chote Malik mein yahin hoan" (I am here only) Rammanna said.
"Rammanna, Aap Makameshwar Mandir kitne baje jaoge" (at what time will you go to the Mankameshwar Temple)"
"Bas jaa rahan hoan Malik" (just leaving)
"Theek hain zara wo maalish ka tel le aana jo pichle mahne laaye the" (bring the massage oil you brought last month
"Theek hain Malik aur kuch" (Ok Sir anything else)
"Nahin, paise bache hain aapke paas" (do you have money)
"Ji Malik" (yes sir)
Rammanna left for the famous temple where it is said that your every wish is fulfilled.

On way to the temple Rammanna once again found traffic jam , the city has lately become a jam city due to poor traffic management;

He tried to cross the road by walking between the cars, as he moved around the city bus he heard someone calling him, he looked in the direction and immediately recognized his employer, where is worked before the fire broke. He ran to him

"Bade Saab aap yahan" (sir, you here)
"Rammanna, yahan Agra mein kya kar rahen ho? Aur tum achanak kahan gayab ho gaye" (what are you doing here at Agra? And where did you suddenly disappear?)
Before he could reply the traffic started moving, "Rammanna aao Gaadi main baitho" (come sit in the car)
Rammanna sat in the car, "Bade saab aapko dhyaan hoga ki mere pitaji Badi Haveli mein kaam karte the" (you must be remembering that my father worked at the badi haveli)
"haan" (yes)
"wo jis din aag lagi thi mein wahin tha" (the day it caught fire I was there)
"hmm"
"wo Chote Malik, jinhone mujhe aapke yahan lagwaya tha us din kuch gondo ne unhe bahut mara aur kisi tarah se unhe bachata hua mein yahan laya" (you remember sir, the person who referred me to your employment, that day few goons almost killed him and I somehow managed to bring him to Agra with me)
"tumhara matlab Tezender tumhare saath hain" (you mean to say that Tezender is with you)
"Ji"

Bade saab suddenly applied the brake of the car, he was shocked on hearing the news.

The sudden halting of the car caused a chaos, the car was hit by the bus coming from behind, but thanks to the jam, the speed of the vehicles was so slow that no damage was done, still heated words were exchanged.

SHRUTI

PART 10

I was waiting for Rammanna to return. He has gone for more than 4 hours, usually he returns in 2 hours. I started to panic, what if he has met with some accident, I tried to divert my mind to other things.

I opened the register where I have with Rammanna's help pasted whatever news was available about the Badi haveli. It was due to this media intervention in the news of the royal family that I have learnt that Brij was sellin the land to the Chopra's; I was shocked to hear this, I knew that Dadaji has changed his will and given all the rights of all the properties belonging to Handa's to my father and after him to me and my twin.

At that time I wrote an anonymous letter to our family lawyer and raised a question that as the dead bodies of the twins were still not found there was no proof of them being dead. I told Rammanna to post the letter from Faridabad bus stand; the poor guy went all the way to Faridabad and posted the letter as told.

I was relived to read the news of the land deal being halted.

I wondered where my twin was, we have together left the Badi Haveli, she did not accompany me, and I never asked her where she would go, I just pray that she did not go back to the Haveli. She sure had one somewhere else, because her dead body is also missing. But then where is she? She must be in hiding, but where?

I wish I could do something, but my injuries where very critical, it was just a miracle that I survived; all thanks to Rammanna, in spite was the fact that his father was killed in the fire; he did not consider being there but decided to save me. I just wish I could be able to repay him in this life.

I was deep in my thoughts when I heard a knock on the door; I hurriedly put back the register and covered myself with the blanket. No one knew about me, the neighbours were told that I am Rammanna's old uncle recovering from leprosy, no one bothered me, and no one dared to enter the rooms.

"Chote Malik

I sighed it was Rammanna, but why did he knock?

"Malik, dekhiye kaun mila mujhe (sir, look who I met)

I was like, who will he know here in Agra.

"Kaun mila, Rammanna? (who did you meet?)

"Bade Saab!

I was confused and immediately threw away the blanket, "Tumhare Bade Saab?(your boss)

"Yes, it's me Tezi, it's me

SHRUTI

Originally posted by: maansee

So teji bhi zinda gai ..or ye bade malik maan hai right