Yeh kaisa driver hain!! part 9 page 67/20thApr15/ - Page 21

mam aajao ... lesson de kar ... homework de kar chale jana ...

wonderful story...looking forward to read more...do continue sooon...is it geet in disguise? whos the twin? eagrly waiting for more...maan s her lover??😕😃

hame is tarah tarsana is not gud shruti

PART 5

As soon as I was out of my employers room I rushed to the driver's lounge; what I needed was strong black coffee. As I sipped the coffee the events of the past day relayed in my mind, Savitri Devi opted to stay at the hotel. She said she does not go to KM Delhi as she refuses to be under the same roof with her grandson's girlfriend. She said that however modern she may be but she does not like this idea of live in relationship, one should get married instead. She said this was just a new name given to the term mistress.

My heart was still thumping and his deep voice was still ringing in my ears. I was shocked to know that Maan is the Maan Singh Khurana, MD of KC. I never knew that my employer had one more grandson, I always thought that Dev Sir was her only grandson, and the girlfriend she often described as a witch who lives at KC Delhi was infact Dev Sir's live in girlfriend, as Dev Sir went to Delhi every weekend and rather in Mumbai also he does not live at KM Mumbai but lives in penthouse apartment near the KC Mumbai main office. So was the girlfriend referred Dev Sir's GF or Maan Sir's; I was confused I had to ask Nakul Kaka about all this, maybe there is one more Khurana somewhere or God knows how many more. My employer said that we leave at 5 pm today.

I was on my way to the 6^th coffee when my cell rung startling me, I looked at the time it was already after noon, 2:00 pm exact; I have missed my lunch and as my employer was calling there was no time left. I picked up the call, "Namaste Memsahib (hello madam)"

"Luck mere kamare mein aao 15 minute mein (come to my room in 15 minutes)" ordered my employer

"ji Memsahib (yes madam)" so I had time was a quick meal, I looked at the counter and saw parathas and asked for two paratha rolls I paid and quickly ate them along with lemonade. All the time the man at the counter nagged at how I should not be drinking that black stuff so much, I would have preferred coffee but he would not give me any, so I settled for lemonade. This is what I always love about Delhi the people are so caring they so easily accepts strangers as their own kin.

Finally I was in the lobby waiting for the lift as soon as the lift arrived I climbed and the floor button and waited; it was going to be a going ride, the lift was packed and will stop at every floor, I checked myself in the lift mirror, I looked tired but the coffees I had did not make me feel like that. By the time 27^th floor arrived the lift was empty. I stepped out of the lift and collided with a wall, now what was a wall doing right in front of the lift door, I must be out of my mind; I rubbed my head and looked around only to realize that it was no wall but someone; I slowly looked up to find two ambers staring at me, I straightened myself at the same time lowered my cap but I lost my balance, only to be caught by the hurdle, who was no other then the great MSK.

"Luck", I heard him shout; so his Daadi told him about my identity I relaxed.

But wait, what was he doing here; he must be either at KC or at KM. I was confused, maybe he had come here to drop his Daadi.

"You are not Luck". I heard him say, I was perplexed. I did not look at him but could feel him smirk.

"Janab, ji mein Luck nahin hoan (Sir, yes I am not Luck)" I said he punched in the air and said, "I knew it" before he could celebrate his victory I said, "mera naam Lucky Singh Ahluwalis hain, wo memsahib mujhe Luck kehati hain (my name is ___ but madam calls me Luck)" now it was my time to smirk.

He frowned and tightened his hold; it felt as if his fingers dug into the flesh of my arms, "You may be Lucky but definitely your name is not Lucky"

"Janab meri angrezi zara kamjor hain (I ama little poor at English)" I said to get away from his scrutiny

"Achcha (OK)" he pulled me towards the fire escape, "tumhe angreazi nahin aati (you don't know English)"

"Yeh aap kya kar rahe hain janab (what are you doing sir)" I tried to free myself from his grip, "aao mujhe kahan le jaa rahe hain (where are you taking me)"

He pushed me towards the wall so that I could not see the corridor, "tum kaun ho (who are you)"

"janab mein aapki Daadi ka draver hoan (I am your grandmother's driver Sir)" I tried to sound cool

"do away with that shit. I know you are someone else; I have seen you before, but where" he wa half talking to himself I tried to slip away but he was quick, "you are trying to hide from me, that shows that you also know me. Let me think"

I have to escape from his sharp eyes, " Janab mein aapko nahin jaanta, aaj se pehel meine aapko dekha bhi nahin tha (Sir, I don't know whi you are? I have never seen you before)" I pleaded, "mujhe jaane de memsahib ne bulaya hain (please let me go madam has called me)"

"mein batata hoan, mein ho tumhari memesahib ka bada pota (I will tell you I am the eldest grandson of your madam)"

"janab itna to mein subha samaj gaya tho, mujhe jaane de (that I understood in the morning, let me go)"

Suddenly his eyes flashed and he combed his hair with his fingers, then his fingers traced his forehead, slowly covering his eyes, then suddenly he opened his eyes and gripped my forearms again, "you are TEZENDAR!!!"

Shruti

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Originally posted by: honeygrape

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nice one...but the story is becoming more confusing...eager to know the truth...

wait what
so this aint geet
but her twin is it
god knows man
more confused now
what is going on
haila man
maan does it make a difference
and luck knew about dev but not maan
who is this luck
is maan right
guess we will know and soon
i still think thats geet
but will know for sure soon

Now the detective maan found out her as TEZENDAR
now who s tat
but the update s too short
pls gv big ones