Tu Meri Zindgi Hai Thread 1 / Link to Th 2 added / Ch 9 Pg 116 - Page 27

Maan snatched Gopal's magazine and made a paper fan out of it..So to get temporary relief using that hand fan...His tongue was almost out due to such a high temperature even if he was inside the house...

" Shaab Ji wait...Main aapake liye Lassi le kar aata hu...ja Thanda Dudh (chilled milk ) " Even for Gopal it was difficult to see Maan in such a miserable condition..

"No no...I don need any thing...bring coke for me.." Maan burst in anger." n one thing more if power cut is everyday problem and there is no solution for that at least u can arrange generator...kya yeh bhi possible nahi aab..."

" Shaab ji everything is possible from Coke to Generator..anything can be arranged but for others..not for you Kamal Shaab ji strictly warned me...so now tell me what I should bring Lassi or Milk...? " Gopal straight away dashed all Maan's hopes with this one disapproval...

" No!! no !!...so u not gonna bring a coke for me ?...Fir jao bhaadh main (just go to hell ) " He threw away pillow..flower pot on Gopal what ever he had around...

" Shaab ji Shaab ji u all making me scapegoat..." He was about to cry " It was your deal with ur Daddi..n Kamal Bhaji ..he is following her instructions...main to wahi karuga jo bhaji kahe mujhe...otherwise he gonna kill me...like u...haaayeee.." He screamed rubbing his back where Maan hit him with a book...

" Dekho aab rona matt...I can't c anybody in tears..." Maan realised his mistake...

" Yeh azeeb hai...u can't c anybody in tears but can beat someone to hell..." Gopal he was melodramatic to the extreme just like Maan more than Maan's torture he was pretending to be hurt...

" Chup ek dum chup...jaayo aab yahan se ...n bring what ever chilled you have..." Maan placed hand over Gopal's mouth and then pushed him out of the room...

In five minutes Gopal brought chilled sweetened Lassi for Maan..which gave momentary relief to him ...

Some how time was going away but in slow pace for Maan...He spent two more hours in same condition...Around 4:30 the electric supply was there taking half hour more than was scheduled

Around 6 when Sun had gone down Gopal forcibly took him out toward the fields near to canal side..."Waise acha hua Gopal main tumhare saath aa gaya...this is really a lovely place..." Capturing beautiful glimpses of blue water in canal and greenery of paddy crops in his eyes Maan was feeling much pleased deep inside his heart after the torture he gone through for more than a whole day...

" Dekha shaab ji Gopal always do what ever is right...and I have searched a place for you next to canal...no one gonna disturb you there ...u can swim...you can take bath..you can enjoy there..as you want...and I determinately hunted for this place and got it in one hour only..." in self praising he didn't notice Maan's irritated face...

" Kitna bolte ho tum...bas karo.." Frustrated Maan said "K while coming with you I have traced the way to home...if u want u can go...main yahan time spend karunga.."

" Lo shaab ji what you are saying...I can't leave you alone...you can spend as much time as you can...Kamal Bhaji has given strict instructions"He resisted to go back...

" Gopal tum pittogay (to beat) mujhe se...bhago yahan se...I need no one around me..." As the words came out of his mouth scared Gopal in a jiffy ran away from the place...

As it was getting darker...temperature was also dropping...After sitting for around 40 minutes on permanent stairs joining walkway to canal...He removed his shirt n sleepers.placed these aside on a stair and than jumped in blue water to swim...

This canal which was one of the main water sources in Punjab so always remained under scanner by authorities and even in night flood lights across the edges of canal never let darkness spread even in night...So Maan had no problem even staying here at this time too...

When he came out of water...One more shocker was awaiting for him...His shirt and sleepers were missing...He searched around for his stuff but no where he got...instead of that heard a familiar giggle...

He took a turn to his back and saw a girlish figure far away from flood lights but blowing his shirt in air...defiantly that was his shirt coz she was yelling aloud .." nanga bacha ( naked child) shame shame..."

She made fun of Maan and ran away...Barefoot and shirtless totally wet Maan ran behind her...It was not less than a Marathon ...That was the outskirt of the village and was too late so hardly any person witnessed the chase...

The girl was continuously teasing Maan and he was screaming aloud for his stuff.." Arre o..arry o...meri jaan ki dushman...kon ho tum..kyo meri izzat ka zanajaa nikaal rahi ho (ruining my honour )...ek baar hath aa jaa fir batter hu..."

Next moment while running girl hit against the wood log and fell down...Which provided a chance for Maan to catch her...He wasted no time...grabbed the girl from wrist and forcibly made him to stand up..slapped her on both cheeks...His shirt and sleepers fell aside from her hands...

One this sudden injury and secondly due to Maan's hard blows...She was trebling in fear..." Maaro matt...maarro matt..." squeezing her eyes she was begging...

" You are the one na who was laughing at me...in the morning too...whats your problem...bollo..." Maan gave a jerk holding from both her shoulders...

A moment back the girl who was much scared she bite on Maan's hand...and released herself from his grip and ran again...toward the village...Maan collected his shirt...wore his sleepers and again their chase started...

" Jo marji ho jaaye nahi chodu-ga tumko...u mad girl..." he declared

As one by one both entered the village...following her through some narrow...some wider streets...It was surprising that the girl was in someone's strong hold...Maan reached near to them...The person who caught the girl was an old age man around 60 holding a walking stick...

" Aab kahan jaaogi...you are in a grip of 2 men...morning se he mujhe pagal kar rakha hai..." Wearing his shirt Maan said breathing heavily...But neither the other man nor that girl reacted in any way...Ya the girl was hugging the other person tightly ...old man rolled his hand over the girl's head...

" Yahan k sabhi log pagal hai kya...instead of punishing this girl who r making fun of me...you are showing your concern for her..." Maan narrated whole incidents from the starting...

" Beta agar isne aisa kiya hai to isko maaf kar do...I m begging you...I promise she will never do such again..." He folded both his hands and the strange feeling of helplessness on his face melted already soft hearten Maan..

Before Maan could react Kamalji joined them who over heard their conversation..." Maan beta ...plz forgive her...dekho kaise Masterji jaise insane maafi mang rahe hai aapse...even on her behalf..." His words worked and Maan did same...

" Both of you are requesting so I m letting her go..this time...coz you are my elders and I respect you...But Kamal uncle ask her...yahi thi na morning main..."

Girl nodded the head without looking back...Kamalji asked Masterji to take the girl home...This girl was really becoming a mystery for Maan now...."Uncle ji whats' wrong with her...and Masterji ...aur yeh Masterji ..kya inki bet hai yeh..."

" Maan betay main to aapko lene jaa raha tha ..jab yeh sabh saamne aa gaya...This old man is Masterji..A man of high dignity and repute among villagers...who looks after the primary school of our village " Kamalji introduced both old man n the girl after they left..."...aur yeh ladki inki behan ki beti hai...She has no one except Masterji...aur Masterji ka iske sibaa koi nahi...bahut pyar karte hai issko..."

" If he loves her ..it doesn't mean that she can do what ever she wants...Becoz she knows about Masterji's position among people...nobody gonna stop her...as she is Masterji's niece...yeh Kissi din Masterji ko pagal kar deggi apni inhi harkton ki wajah se...itni badi ho gayi per akal ghaas charne gayi hai iski...how to behave with others...yeh takk nahi pattaa."

" Jisko haalaton ne pagal kar diya...wo Pagli Geet kya pagal karegi kissi ko..." Kamalji's sudden disclosure made him stuck dumb...

" Pagli Geet" He repeated

" Ha beta ..iska naam Geet hai...per sabke liye Pagli Geet ..yahi naam hai iska..." Kamalji answered..

He was speechless with the disclosure by Kamalji...why people call her Pagli...

"Pagli Geet " he mumbles..

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