Maaneet FF Binding Ties (3) Link to new thread - Page 65

Originally posted by: Onir

Chapter 21: Woohoo!! A lot of interesting twists and turns.. And I guess a premonition of all the confrontations and revelations are int he waiting 😃

As I though Maan couldn't use his underhand ways to blackmail Pari.. after all woh bhi Pari Godbole hai 😆 But Yes what I felt very endearing was their sister-brother argument, they were assuming what would they do if they were related so... but then they were both behaving as true siblings (experience se bol rahi hu 😆) all the threats and what ifs were so similar to two siblings who are always ready to chop of the other's head yet when it comes to help the other in times of distress they do it without giving it a thought or doubt, the way Pari gave him a clue to his puzzle called "Geet" seeing him so at a loss and him wanting to guard his beloved brother.

These two are definite siblings in my mind. The fighting, the leg pulling, the getting pissed off as hell at each other, knowing exactly what ticks the other off and using that to your full advantage😆

However, at the end of all the fights you tend to surrender a little just coz it's your sibling. That is what I was trying to portray with these two

Pari gave him a hint ... Good but ye toh sochti ki kaise tede insaan ko hint de rahi hai 😆 She just made it a little more twisted ... But I guess this is going to lead to more interesting plots 😉

I like the conclusion you have drawn and how you have put that 😆

Patil 😡🤢 Now what's in store for Geet and Maan???

Agey agey dekhiye hota hai kya?

What seems the easiest answer may not always be so.

It's all smoke and mirrors😉

OK I will shut up now, before I am tempted to say more.😆

CHAPTER 24

It was 6:00 AM in the morning and Geet and Miri were fast asleep when she heard a knock on the door. It had taken Miri a long time to fall asleep after her adventure to the bathroom and her excitement, after her mistaken assumption that it was her Sheru in that car parked outside.

Geet mumbled for the person who was knocking to enter. She smelled the tea and she had a strange sense of deja vu. She knew the moment she opened her eyes Brij was going to be there, so she pressed her eyes closed harder and burrowed deeper into the covers.

"Geet...Geeet... Geet utho na. Dekho main tumhare liye adrak elaichi wali chai laya hoon."

"Maine chai pini chod di hai Brij bhaiyya. Aap jao yaha se. Mujhe sona hai." She whined.

"Geet meri baat toh suno."

"Nahi sunni hai, sona hai."

"Geet Miri ke kaano mein ungliya kyun daal rahi ho."

Geet was too sleepy to realize what she was doing. She removed her fingers from Miri's ears and put them in her own.

"Ab thik hain? Ab jao aap."

Brij slowly slid the covers off Geet's face and moved the tea cup right beneath her nose. Geet's nose twitched at the wonderful smell of tea. She was awake by now, but was determined not to be drawn into one of Brij's schemes. Last time he'd brought her tea, it had eventually ended up with her agreeing to go to the ball held by the Khurana's, with Pari and Brij and look where that had landed her...on the wrong side of that man. She felt a soft smile touch her lips as she thought yet again of how gently he'd carried her.

Geet kya bakwas soch rahi ho. She scolded herself mentally. Yes he had finally stopped being mad at her unreasonably, but that was all. There was nothing more to it. She sighed deeply, opened one bleary eye to look at the bedside watch and then looked at her brother all ready for work.

"Bhaiyaa, what are you doing getting ready for work at 6:00 in the morning?

"Woh I wanted to... mera matlab hain, woh Pari ko.. main usse uske police station chodna chahta hoon."He finished breathlessly.

Geet bit her lip to stop the grin that was involuntarily trying to split her face.

"Kyun?" She asked him casually instead. "Uski bike kharab ho gayi hain, ya phir transportation ka strike hain aaj? Aur agar aap usse chodna chahte hain toh mujhe kyu jagaya. Aap jayiye."

With that she covered her face with the bedcovers once again and let the smile that she'd been fighting all long, take over her face. She raised her fist in victory under the covers and composed her face, before Brij pull down the covers once again. This was the first time ever Brij was making a move on his own.

"Geet tum bhi chalo na saath mein. Aur kyu maat pucho. Baas tum chalo."

"Kyun?"

"Geet kaha na mat pucho."

"Toh phir main nahi aa rahi aap ke saath."

"Woh I have just realized that we don't know what kind of people Pari works with. Hume jaake ek baar dekh lena chahiye. Pata nahi uske saath kaise kasie log kaam karte honge. Hum jaake ek baar check kar lenge ki waha ka mahol kaisa hai."

"Bhaiyya Pari jaha pe rahegi waha ka mahol woh khud thik kar degi ya toh sidhi tarah se ya phir tedhi."

"Tum nahi samajhti ho Geet." He snapped in frustration.

"Kya karunga main agar usse kisi aur ne ...kisi aur ne..."

"Kisi aur ne kya bhaiyya?"

"Kisi aur ne pasand kiya toh." He whispered finally. "Main yeh hone nahi de sakta Geet. Woh toh meri hai na. Phir?"

Geet gave a small shriek and jumped out of bed. She was laughing in joy and hugged him tightly.

"Kitna wait karaya bhaiyya, hum sab ko. Waise, jis speed se aap ki train aagey badh rahi hain, I would not be surprised if somebody took her from right under your nose."

Brij turned chalk white at that statement of Geet's.

"Sach Geet, Pari kisi aur ko apna maan sakti hain kya? Kaal raat ko bhi jab main office se lauta woh ja chuki thi. Woh mujhse naraz hoke chali gayi thi kya? Par kyu? Aisa kya kiya maine Geet?"

Geet felt sorry for her brother on hearing him rambling in his anxiety and wanted to tell him that it was impossible for Pari to think about anybody else other than him. She had only seen Brij since she had first come to their house almost ten years ago.

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Pari and Geet had met in the ladies room of their school for the first time when they were both fifteen. Geet had just come out of one of the toilet stalls, when she had seen a short haired young boy standing there in his PT shorts and T- shirt. Geet had screamed her head off at seeing a boy in the girl's bathroom. The startled boy at looked at her, jumped on top of the sink counter, drawn his feet up and started screaming on his own.

"Where is it? Kaha hain cockroach. I hate cockroaches the most. No that may not be true, it might be my father I hate the most, but cockroaches are a very second close. Please, please kill it. Chutney bana do uski."

He looked terrified siting up there with his legs drawn up, eyes wildly searching the floor for the crawling bug.

Geet had been startled out of her own screaming abruptly, when the boy had started screaming himself and jumped up onto the counter. She grinned now, looking at him.

"Nahi hain cockroach."

"Phir tum chillayi kyun. Ladkiya toh sirf cockroaches ko dekh ke aisi chillati hain na?"

"Cockroaches se darte ho, par ladkiyon ke bathroom mein aane se nahi? Agar iss room mein koi cockroach hain toh woh tum ho." She had pointed at him.

The boy had looked at her with laughter in his eyes and jumped off the counter when he realized that she'd screamed because of him. Geet realized that the boy had large beautiful eyes, delicate features and a really feminine voice.

Her mouth formed and soundless O in sudden realization and she gasped out,

"Tum ladki ho, hai na?"

"Main ladki hoon, though I am usually mistaken for a boy." The other newly discovered girl spoke simultaneously.

Geet had grinned sheepishly and apologized at her mistaken assumption.

"Waise main Geet Handa hoon, aur tum?"

"Oh so you are the famous graffiti queen, Geet Handa?

Geet's face fell abruptly at that title. She went to the sink washed her hands and started walking away, then changed her mind, turned abruptly and spoke out.

"I hate it when people call me that. It is a really degrading title for a person. What can I do if hormone crazy boys scribble my name on the walls of the bathroom and school? The more I ignore them, the more my name is splashed on the walls."

"Sorry Geet. I did not mean to call you that as an insult. It was just like an aha moment.' You know, like solving a puzzle. I have always wondered who the beautiful Geet was, whose name I see scribbled in so many places and why she evoked such a reaction from the boys? I meant no offense at ll. I know how it feels to be labelled something you are not. I am a girl, but nobody sees me as one. God is also not helping me in that department. Look at you and look at my chestnuts." She first looked in envy at Geet's ample curves and then pointed to her own chest.

Geet looked at the girl in front of her in shock for a moment and then started shrieking with laughter.

"Yeah...yeah go ahead and laugh and why not? Your life is not dark like mine. You have two headlights guiding your way, while I am lost in a dark flat non-existent zone."

That set off Geet again. When she finally calmed down she asked the other girl.

"Why do you keep your hair so short then? That doesn't help your image you know?"

"Oh this? This is my rebellion against God. I have made a promise with him The day he blesses me with abundance, I will let my hair grow out." She declared, while running her hair through her short hair.

"My god look at me. I told you my deepest darkest secrets and haven't introduced myself. I am Parinda Godbole."

Geet was already excited at meeting this strange girl with a crazy sense of humor. Her excitement only accelerated at hearing Parinda's last name.

"Tu Maharashtrian aahes? Tula Marathi yete?"

(Are you Maharshtrian? Can you speak Marathi?")

"Tu Pan?" Pari pointed to her.

(You too?)

That had been the beginning of a wonderful life long friendship between the two girls. The first time Parinda had visited the Handa household, she had had a nasty bruise on her arm and a black eye that matched Geet's. They had both gotten it, after getting into a fight with a boy who had been harassing Geet for the previous two weeks. Though Geet had been ignoring him, Parinda had finally lost her patience when the boy had started threatening her, coz of her silent treatment. Parinda who had been following Geet quietly without her knowledge, on her way back from tuitions, had rushed up from behind, dragged the boy from his bike and started bashing him up. The boy had lashed out and punched Parinda in the face. Geet had gotten extremely mad then and started hitting him with her bag. He had retaliated by giving her a black eye that matched Parinda's and finally run away.

They had both gone to Geet's house and narrated the whole incident to Geet's parents.

Geet's mother had fussed over both of them equally. Parinda had stared in fascination at the woman who was applying a cold pack to her bruised eye and declared.

"Geet, I think I am in love with your mom."

Geet's mother had smiled lovingly and smoothed back the hair on her forehead.

"I am flattered to think that a young boy could fall in love with me even at this age. Suna aapne Mohinderji. Iska matlab hain, aap ki biwi aaj bhi khubsoorat hain."

It had been Brij's voice that had spoken the truth from behind.

"Aai kis nazariye se ladka lagti hain woh tumhe? Mujhe toh waha pe sirf do ladkiya dikh rahi hain. Woh bhi two foolish girls."

With that he had walked away abruptly.

Pari had looked at the departing back in shock and then started laughing hysterically.

"Mala chimta kadh Geet. Tyachya dolyat me mulgi aahe. Aaaj jya divshi mazha chehra neet disat pan nahi tarihi tyala mahit aahe ki mi mulgi aahe."

(Pinch me Geet. I am a girl in his eyes. Today, when my face is not even properly visible, he still knew I was a girl.)

Eventually they had learnt from a friend of Brij that he had beaten the boy up for daring to touch the two girls.

Parinda had spent the whole afternoon with the Handas and when it was time to go home, Brij had grabbed Geet's hand dragging her along telling her that they were both going to drop Parinda home.

All through the bus ride, Parinda's adoring eyes had clung to Brij while he had sneaked side way glances at her. Geet had laughed silently at the story that was taking place right before her eyes and been proud of her intuitive brother.

They had dropped Pari off outside her house and when she had gone inside, Brij had asked Geet

"Geet uska naam kya hai?

"Parinda hain bhaiyya."

"Pari." He nodded to himself. "Bilkul sahi naam hai. Bikul pari jaisi hai woh," he continued dreamily.

"Badi badi aankhe, laal hoth, chote chote kaan , bilkul nazook si..." His eyes widened abruptly when his eyes fell on Pari who had walked outside to remind Geet of something. He blushed furiously when he realized that he had blurted out his thoughts loudly and moreover they had been overheard by Pari.

"Chalo Geet hum chalte hai." He grabbed Geet's hand once again and started rushing off from there, when Pari's voice rang loud and clear from behind.

"Geet I think I am in love with your brother. Aur bhagwan ji se ki hui kasam cancel. Main aaj se apne baal badha rahi hoon"

That had been the beginning of a decade long cat and mouse game between Brij and his Pari.

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Geet now looked at the desperation in her brother's eyes and knew that Brij had needed a wake up call to shake him out of his reserve so that he could finally claim Pari. She wondered how and what had brought about this sudden insecurity in Brij. So she asked him directly why he was suddenly so worried about Pari and about losing her.

"Actually Geet mere boss ne mujhe aisi kuch baatien kahi jisse main soch mein pad gaya."

He gave her a short version of what Man had said to him.

Geet wanted to desperately thank Man Singh Khurana in that moment. She did not know why he had done, what he had, but she was extremely grateful to him and the next time she saw him, she was going to tell him that.

She asked Brij to wait for her, while she freshened up. She then asked her Baba to keep an eye on Miri and that she'd be back in time for their breakfast.

They both left the house after calling a startled Pari and letting her know that they were on the way to pick her up.

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