LARGE KHANNA MANSION,attraction of Canada.
Dev Khanna its owner,onne of the leading Tycoons of the country.
He himself dont aware the wealth he acquire. He played in zillions. His all focus was only grabbed by his bussiness. Sply after the death of his wife Naintara. She died the moment she gave birth to his offspring Parth, who is now 5 year old and always do mischiefs.
Parth is Dev's real wealth. He loved him alot but wont able to give his time to his only son as his empire eats his all time.
Dev only wants his son happy and safe. But from past few months,his son was attacked twised. Unknown goons trying to kidnapped him. Fortunately he was saved but in this Dev loose many of his faithful guards. He is scared now and forced the police force to arrest them all at any cost.
Police was also clueless. Those criminals wont leave any clue behind. Two attacks on a kid raised questions on their skills. Even after two attacks they wont have any clue. On the other hands criminals have all the info about Part's moments. Like his school timing,play timings etc. But after these attacks Dev become over protective and stop sending him to school and outside anywhere.
Parth was caged in his own house. He has only one,Geet Handa his only partner with whom he can share his feeling and play too. Geet handa is Dev's Father's friend Daughter. She work in Khanna Mansion as a care taker.
Sunny day and Dev is romaing in his gallery,watching his watch again and again. Geet saw his restlessness and came to him. 'any problem sir?' She asked in a curious way.
'Geet tumse kitni baar kaha hai,dont call me sir. Tum Mohinder Uncle ki beti ho. You are like sister to me.' Dev again object on her habbit.
'par sir right now i am working for you,you are my master.' Geet defends herself.
'ok fine,no use of arguing with you. Waise b ladkio se argument me koi jeet saka hai.' He smiled and give up.
'now tell me way are you glancing your watch restlessly?'Geet asked again.
'actually i am waiting for someone. I hope he arrived safely.' Dev told the reason of his impatient behaviour.
'sir koi client ane wala hai ghar pe?' She enquired about the person.
'nai client nahi hai. Actually mere ek distant relative hai uska friend hai. Seedha sadha bechara gav(village) ka ladka hai,Canada dekhne ka mann kiya to aa raha hai. I am worried kahi kho na jaye.' Dev cleared her doubts.
'weired ek villager jisko aap jante bhi nahi ho wo humare sath rahega yaha par?' She felt so strange on his decision.
'usme kya hai? Itna bada mansion hai. Ab aise me main usko hotel kyu bheju. Firr wo bechara kisi ko janta tak nahi hai. Akela kaise manage karega. Yaha tum ho to mujhe b fikar nahi rahegi.' Dev indirectly tolld her that he is gonna be her responsibility.
'mmm main. Apka matlab hai us villager ko main sambhalungi?' Her head start spinning with the mere thought of taking care of some illitrate villager.
'ofcourse darling. Main kisi or pe trust b to nahi kar skta.' Dev approved her all bad thoughts.
Meanwhile the sound of his shavy in premisies told them that his guest is arrived. Geet's eyes were struck on the door,out of curiousity. She is praying that the coming one must be decent and dont create any problem but son her all hope shattred seeing the guest.
One young boy,having a slight stubble,fair complexion wearing a tight fitted torn jeans from right knee with long Kurta of dark blue shade entered through the main entrance. His almost fingers were filled with rings,holding a long log in his left hand and chewing a beatel leaf which makes his suclptured lips red. Dev moved towards him to welcome him. While Geet's eyes come out and head start spinning. She was almost on the verge of going faint seeing the weired creature. But she hold herself.
Seeing Dev he hugged him tightly. Dev welcomed him whole heartedly. Geet s also coming down. 'hi how are you?' Dev asked politelky and he just glancing his face.
'ka ka bole aap?' He asked what is is asking from him.
'oh i am sorry,mera matlab hai kaise ho tum aane me koi pareshani to nahi hui na?'Dev translate his words in hindi so he can understands him.
'are ek dum lallan top. Phhul to maza me aaye hai hum to ye hawaijahaz me ud k.' he replied with wide smile.
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