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Chapter 3

" Dekh lunga sabh ko dekh lunga...aaj mera time khraab chal raha hai...koi baat nahi..." Frustrated he mumbled ...Looking around in the courtyard he took a breath of relief after finding no one around "thank God koi nah hai otherwise how awkward it is to wander in a towel in such an open courtyard " ...

Removing his cloths he threw one by one outside washroom...and took about 40 minutes for shower...Kamalji hadn't returned yet..." Towel towel ... where..now where is my towel ?..." Bit confused and much scared that what to do now!!! ...Maan almost screamed...Actually he threw away unknowingly towel with his cloths outside washroom...

He opened the door little bit...Finding towel with unwashed cloths his eyes popped out as his condition was miserable now...Thinking for a while he yelled in a hope for help.." Kamal Uncle...Kamal Uncle..." But he was no where...hadn't returned...

What to do know ?...He was felling suffocated now...At last he little bit pet dry his lower part with his vest...and put on his Boxers and then hesitatingly opened the door...

Inspected area around he sighed " oh-ffo...huh...no one around...bhag aab Maan isse pehle koi aa jay.." Tip toed he sped up toward the room...

But suddenly over heard someone giggling aloud some where away from him ...He took almost 360 degree turn but found no one ..."Kon hai ...kon hai ?...agar himmat hai to saamne aao..." He gave open challenge to troubler ... resting his hands on his waist...firmly standing there in wait...

Instead of any trouble maker he got a tap from behind by Kamalji." Maan beta yeh sabh.." hardly he put control over his own laughter...But really amazed with the doings of this young lad...Just in two hours he made a soft corner in Kamalji's heart...A well built aristocrat but innocent to such an extent...

" Kamal Uncle wo...by mistake I threw my towel with my dirty cloths...aab wo use nah kar skata tha na...How many times I called you ?...At last after getting no response I came out like such...and you know what I found !!!...some one laughing at me..." He narrated whole incident making baby face...

" Oh yeh bahut burra hua aapke saath..." Kamalji teased...

" But who was that ?...who was laughing at me ?...defiantly that was a girlish voice..." He estimated...

" Wahi hogi..warna kon ladki aisa karti hai...let it go Beta...go and get ready fast...ur Sheela Aunty I mean meri bibi...she has prepared special breakfast for you...Aati he hogi..." first Kamalji tried to disclose something but suddenly twisted whole topic giving a slight push at Maan's back lovingly...

" Kon Uncle..." But Maan was bit confused..and interested to know...

" Maan no one beta...this is village and most of people don know the antiquates of the world in which u live...waise aab aapko aise...without cloths hesitation nahi ho rahi...Sheela aa gayi fir kya karogay..." As Kamalji diverted Maan's attention from that topic to his half naked condition almost...stunned Maan ran toward his room...

Kamalji laughed aloud nodding his head...As Maan got ready ... Sheela was already there with special breakfast...of Mooli (raddish) Paraantha with home made yogurt and Lassi (buttermilk )...and in sweet dish she brought moong dal halwa...Usually Maan was not much fond of all these things but for a month he gonna get all this only...At least deprived of his basic needs ..he had something good...may be good food...

After Breakfast

" What to do know Kamal uncle coz you are the ultimate decision maker now..."he made sad face..." But before starting up for anything...if I can use your mobile...Daddi ko bataa dun k main theek thaak aa gaya hu..." thinking about his adventures journey Maan was almost trembling from inside...Which both husband wife Kamal n Sheela smelt...

" Don worry beta...I already have informed ur Daddi...and according to her instruction if u want to talk to her ...you have to go to STD PCO...just outside our village...Otherwise every home and every person almost have phone and mobile but u can't use ...its her strict instruction ...Agar koi emergency ho tab he aap mobile use ka sake ho...theek hai..." KamalJi dropped a new bombshell on him He was speechless ...Couldn't do anything as according to deal with Daddi...

" Okey Uncle I am victim of destiny ...no option left..." He shrugged his shoulder off...

" Maan beta today is your day off...aaj he aye ho na aap...isliye if you want you can take rest..or agar mann karre village gum lena...wo hai na...Gopal...wo saath challe jaaega...hamare yahan kaam karta hai wo...jaab take aap yahaa hai apake saath rehega 24*7 " Kamalji laughed aloud declaring this...

It was about 10 when Kamalji and Sheela left and within 15 minutes some one knocked at the door...Maan asked to come in...He was Gopal...A 21-22 years of Gorkha boy...with medium height and fair complexion...He usually helps in Kamalji in his agricultural works and looks after his cattle as Kamalji had a great dairy farm...

"Waise tum ho masterpiece ..." hearing his village tales and funny incidents somewhere influenced Maan and he found an attachment with Gopal...

" Wo to hu main shaab ji...Bhaaji...mera matlab hai...Kamal shaab ji bhi yahi kahete hai..." he giggled aloud...due to which his hardly visible Mongolian eyes almost got suppressed in between his chubby cheeks and eyelids...

" Okey okey calm down now let me sleep for sometime ...tum bhi rest kar lo if u want...its getting to hot outside...we will decide where to go in the evening...k.."Maan almost yawning and half dozing dropped himself on the couch...Before Gopal could ask, him to rest over bed Maan was in deep sleep...

"Theek hai aab hum bhi araaammm kartta hae...idaarh he..." Gopal found it much better to sit on chair next to Maan's couch and started to read cricket magazine in hindi...

Around 2 Maan felt too much hot coz there was no AC just a selling fan...and above all now here was routine power cut in the village for next two hours...."Gopal Gopal... m felling much hot and humid...go and check why this fan is not working..." Maan jerked Gopal's arm who was also sleeping sitting on the chair...He wake up almost screaming..

Maan again asked him to check why the fan was not working now fully awake Gopal laughed like a mad " shab ji..isshhh pankhe ko kush naeee huaa...wo to power cut hay na...2 hours ka...ishliye..." in his special accent he answered

" What...power cut...omg...!!! " Surprised Maan jumped up from couch ... shocked to the extreme

" Shaab ji itna hairaan (surprise) na ho-o aab ...get used to it ...u will get more shockers like thi... " Even Gopal made fun of him as he was also aware about the reason why he was here...

" Shut up Gopal...my condition is getting miserable and you are making fun of me..." irritated Maan burst on him.

" Na na shaab ji meri itni himmat...ha shaab ji ek tareekha(solution) hai...jo main canal hai na area ki...wo Bhaaji (kamal) k fields k pass se jaati hai...you can go there and enjoy there in cold water...Paani hi bahut save hai uska...bahut log mazza karte hai wahan..." he suggested...

First Maan felt awkward how to be in between so many people as Gopal said...but then he thought there might be some place near to canal where he could enjoy alone...and asked Gopal to search for such place... How ever today he had to keep patience but at least for the whole month he could manage things...

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