OS~Blast From The Past~ 2~ 19 june

"they met , fell in love, she rejected him and then both parted away" .. now what?.. think geet think.. think hard...

they meet again but where, hmm.. in friend wedding?...

nah! repeat stuff...

involve into arrange marriage thing..

nah! too boring...

amm... both in same plane, plane got crashed, and they landed on some forest and the love journey star again...

yay that good.. great going geet...

Rano shout - geet dekh kon aaya hai?

Me - uff... ab kon aagya..

Rano- geeettt.. jaldi neche a..

Me - ayee mumma... just 2 words...i write just 2 words and somebody have to come gatecrash my home and then my reader will say "u r not regular", "u r not updating ur stories", "waiting, waiting, waiting" they should come and see my life.. i am so busy dammit.. everybody think that i am free, i have no work, i should be available 24*7 be it friends, family or readers everybody is same - demanding.. i do not even have 2 hours of my own life. i look up "god help me".

Rano- geeettt...

Me - ayyeee

I wear flip flops and run downstairs to meet the person who is dying to meet me. my mother shot me angry gaze I ignore her and directly goes to our drawing room.

"hi!" the word slips out of my mouth automatically before i can control it. I give awkward smile to the persons sitting in front of me. They are sitting on our beautiful brown color couches, my favorite, persons sitting are two old couples, which are of my parents age, one i know, is parents of my stupid classmate ria and other are simply unknown, i have never met them before in my life; next to them is stupid ria with her stupid smile, her boyfriend, fiance or whatever i do not even remember his name forgive me and last but not least the king of my embarrassing situations is sitting there with ugly grin, believe me i will love to break his teeth, not for grinning like fool but for sitting on my favorite couch. dammit this is my favorite couch, the only single couch in the room.

Rano - geeettt

Me - not again yes mumma

through her eyes she direct me toward the old couple at first i get confuse and then i remember oh.. time for some greeting..

Me - namaste aunty, namaste uncle, namaste aunty , namaste uncle, hello Ria, hi , hello..

i wish them fast and take my seat beside mum. i know you must be thinking why i did not take maan's name dude i don't want to boast his ego. i can tell that it effect him, look at his baby face.. first shock baby, then cry baby, then annoying baby and now angry baby... baby you make too many faces.

the old couples wish me with awkward smile. They are looking little uncomfortable but why? aunts are looking at me specially my dress, MY DRESS. GOD why you did THIS to me. I stands up to go my room to change my precious dress. Did i tell you what i am wearing . well i am wearing my cute night dress having without sleeves pink top and pink capri with white dots on it.

Ria - geet where are you going?.. sit with us we come here only for you.

maan kick her leg which i notice and other do not

ria - i mean we come here only to meet you and aunty.

she turns to my mother and said - actually aunty aaj peer nigahe mile tha or hum aye the, aap ghar raste main tha tuo socha apse milte chale.. ( actually aunty today is festival at peer nigahe and we went there and your home come in the way to we thought of visiting you)

Rano - acha kiya beta aap log agye ese bhane tumhari saas sasur ko bhi milliya... or sabse bdi baat baba ji ka parsad bhi milgya.. ( you did right beta, we also get to meet your mother and father in law and most importantly we get prasad too)

Ria's mother - rano ji ji aapke ghar tuo thode he dur hai aap nhi aye mele main? (rano ji your home is quite near still you did not went to festival)

Rano- main kya kru savita ji geet khi jati nhi hai, jabse chutiya mile hai bas ghar pe leti rehti hai ( what can i do savita ji geet is not ready to go anywhere, from the day she get holidays she is just sitting at home)

I roll my eyes listening to my mother. god she know very well how to put blame on me. that why people say kids are blessing. The special blessing on which you can put blame when ever you want. I know even she must be thinking that actually festival starts in evening after 6 pm or something and here they are sitting in our home after returning at 3 pm.

Me - actually Ria we are going there at 6 pm

Rano - nhi mere dil tuo pehle je jane ko tha per yhe tiyar nhi hui.. subhe se night suit pehen ke ghoom rhe hai .. (no i want to go there from morning itself but she is not ready... from morning she is roaming in her night suit)

Ria's mother - rano ji sab bache esehi kerte hai (rano ji every child do to the same)

I stands up

Rano - ab tu kaha jarhi hu (where are you going now?)

Me - change

Rano - change badme kerlena pehle chai bnake leya (change later now go and make tea)

I shake my head- see when ever i want to change she will stop me give me some work to do and then in front of other she will say sara din night suit main ghoomti rehli hai (all day she wander in night suit)

Me - ok

I went to kitchen and start preparing tea. mom too come after some time.

Rano - geet ghar pe night suit mat pehna ker (geet do not wear night suit at home)

Me- mumma aap tuo kehti hu garmi main pj pehan rkhaker ( mumma you yourself said in summer i can wear pj)

Rano (taunting) - tu tuo mere her baat manti hai (you always listen me ha)

Me- yes, aap ke sath relatives ke bhi jati hu, kitchen main help bhi kerti hu, aap sath boring movie dekne jati hu, aap ke sath garmi main shopping kerne jali hu or ha sabhi ke cloths bhi press kerti hu (yes, i visit relatives with you, i help you in kitchen, i went for boring movie program with you, in this hot weather i go for shopping with you and last but not least i iron the clothes of all)

Rano - or baki time laptop se chipke rehti hu yaa fir cancer wali book read kerti rehti hu( and afterward you either glued to laptop or read that cancer book)

Me - mumma its not cancer book it is a love story, or aap koye na koye kamse bulalete hu laptop ke pass jani nhi deti ya fir koye na koyee ghar pe ajata hai.( mumma it not cancer book it is a love story, and you always called me for one or other reason you never let me go near laptop and on other time someone come to visit us)

Me - mumma its not cancer book and it has a name "The Fault In Our Stars".

Rano - hmm

They have the tea with their continuous chit chatting. god knows how much these ladies speaks. by the way even men are giving them tough competition and my very own classmate who just come to meet me is busy with her fiance in lovey-dovey talk taking full advantage of busy elders. The only person left other then me without this chit chatting disease is maan. i forget to tell you this person has some other problem. i think he has gazing problem. He is looking at me continuously like he wanted to HYPNOTIZE me.

God he wanted to hypnotize me i have read somewhere that first they look continuously at you to attract you secondly when they get your attention they look continuously at your eyes to hypnotize you. You will find it hard to look away and then they will make you do whatever they want. You will not even remember what happen. It has only solution- keep on repeating the name of god in which you believe. geet do it, do it now.

Me - jai mata di, jai mata di, jai mata di, jai mata di, jai mata di, jai mata di, jai mata di, jai mata di, jai mata di, jai mata di...

some one touch my shoulder.

Me - aah!

Rano - kya hogya? (what happen?)

Me - kuch nhi (nothing)

Rano - tuo fir chila kyu rhe hai or vo din main jagrata kyu kerhe the (then why are you shouting and why are doing jagrata at day time?)

Me - nhi vo main (no vo i... )

Rano - ab vo kya?( what i..i..)

Me- mumma aap bolne tuo do tabhi bataoge... vo kitne din hogye na mata ke mandir nhi gya tuo socha kal jaker ayege ( mumma let me speak at least...vo it been a long time that we do not visit temple so i thought we will go there tomorrow)

Rano- tere tabiyat tuo theek hai ( are you all right)

she touch my forehead with the back of her hand to check it.

Rano - lagtuo theek rhe hai (you seems alright)

Uff believe me some times moms are too dramatic. Now it time to change i stand up

Rano - ruk geet esaker jaker nimbo pani bnale (wait geet prepare some lemon juice for every one)

Me - mumma night dress

Rano - badmain change kerlena ( change it later)

Me - hmm...

I serve them my mums favorite nimbo pani or lemon juice.

Maan - ji nimbo pani nhi peta ( i do not drink lemon juice)

Me mumbles slowly - khoon pete huo? tujhe tera hi hath kalke khoon piladoge ( you drink blood? i will cut your hand and make you drink your own blood)

He look at me with shock expression

Rano - koye baat nhi beta... (its ok beta)

to me - geet jake orange juice bnade..(geet go and make orange juice)

to maan - orange juice pelete hu na beta (you drink orange juice right?)

maan - ji (yes)

I return to kitchen to make orange juice for kingy.

Me - bukard khi ka.. (glutton)

me in baby voice - main lemon juice nhi peta...hu ( i do not drink lemon juice..hu)

I look at the people siting in front from last two hours they have been sitting on same place in same position. It look like someone have glued them to couches. Come on guys get up and go to your home. Its been hours' your home sweet home are waiting for you. As if Ria's mother have some telepathy connection with me, she gets up.

Ria's mother - kafi der hogye chalte hai ( its been long time we should left now)

Rano - nhi nhi koye der nhi hue batheeye (no no it's not being that long plz keep sitting)

Rano - geet ria, rohan or maan ko humara ghar tuo dika specially apna room (geet show ria, rohan and maan our home specially your room)

Me - ok..

all three gets up to come along then i remember my room oh shit. i turn and collides with maan. i immediately withdraw my hand and create some distance between us as Audience are looking at us with all interest. i ignore all and look at my mother.

Me - mumma main pehle change kerke ate hui ( i first go and change)

Rano - change ko rekne de room dekha de (leave the change show them your room)

Me - mumma nhi main pehle change (no mumma first change..)

Rano - oh room ke halat karab hoge..kapre (clothes)yaha vaha fenke honge esne (oh room must be in mess..she must have thrown her clothes everywhere)

to me - room theek kerke jalde aja..( come back after cleaning room)

Mums will never change they can't keep little information with them they have tell it the whole words that see i know my daughter so well even if the daughter will die in embarrassment. yup i know you all must be thinking that what type of girl i am. girls should keep their room clear but baby i am not the typical girl with guest of cleaning 24* 7 on my head. i like to keep it clean but some time i let my room show my laziness.

i come back after little room cleaning and not to forget after changing into jeans and kurta. i serve the elders another dose of tea while youngsters come with me explore our new home, which my mother love to flaunt. i show them lobby which they have already seen then i show them kitchen, guest room and then directly take them to the open area on first floor. i show them some more rooms and then we return back to porch to enjoy some fresh air.

Ria - geet show us your room

Me - ok come

i open the door of my room.

Me - i know you must be thinking why it's green why i did not paint it in pink like typical girl choice as we think or why i did not paint it in white, my favorite color. i feel like green is something refreshing and i want to give my room the hint of all cool colors.

maan - really

me - hmmm..

maan - what other things you like most

me - huh?

maan - i mean, white is your favorite color, night dress is your favorite dress, so what next

i turn and face him

me - stop joking around ok or what you do "i do not drink lemon juice". you like orange juice do janab ko.

maan feel offensive - aunty insist that why i take orange juice

me - aunty say baby have poise .. will you have it'

maan - you are saying like you climb a tree to get orange juice.

me - so what i get to do all the hard work for orange juice

maan - what hardward , may i know

me - of course... clean oranges, peel oranges, clean juicer then make juice then clean all the mess you have created.

he jump on the bed and laid flat on it.

maan -uff god u r do damn lazy.

he turn to look at me and with his razor eyes his gazed up and down my body

maan - with this laziness how you maintain this sexy figure hmm..

geet - stop looking shamelessly ok, now where is ria and that her fiance whatever his name

maan - rohan

geet - ya rohan kiddish name

maan - rohan is a good name

me - nah i do not like it. i will never keep my baby name rohan or some other kiddish name

maan - really then what type of name you want

me - don't know for now but definitely something manly.

maan - like veer, arjun, dev, karan

me - nah too much used name and very common. i want some heavy weighted name like shaurya.. how romantic

maan angrily - baby ka name hai boyfriend ka nhi

me - but it a romantic name

maan in his flirty voice - i don't know about name but i sure making baby is romantic game

he wink at me. i make disgusting face

me - chi gutter mind

me - where are ria and rohan?

maan - they are romancing in fresh air

he pull me on bed. we lay there facing each other.

me - don't you think you are taking advantage of close door

maan - thank for conforming

me - hmm... may i ask why you landed on my home. i know that its not by chance its well planned trip.

maan - you are intelligent girl

me - thank you

maan - yes it well planned trip.. actually my parents want me to get married

me - oh don't repeat old story

maan smile - its story of every young man

me - young man ha!

maan annoying voice - let me continue ok

me with smile - ok

maan - my parents want me to get married. They are searching for bride for me.

me - they are against love marriage and want perfect wife for their son.

maan - first no they are not against love marriage and second every parent search for perfect partner for their child.

me - oh! you don't have girlfriend?

maan sign - stop interrupting plz..

me - sorry

maan - my parents want me to get ..

me - stop repeating

he put his finger on my lips and said with serious expression

maan - shut up geet

i push his finger away and make indication of zipping my mouth

maan - good .. i want to tell them my choice but she is not ready yet so i thought of taking them here and directly showing them my choice.

me - you show them me like in night dress, this is not a good way of showing a girl to your parents.

maan - you have zipped up your mouth na... then how come you speak

me mumble - i never throw the key away

maan sign and shake his head - you are so childish

me - yes i am

he kissed my cheek

maan - and i loved it

me - did you just kiss me

maan - should i repeat

me - nope

maan - you want to meet them when you painted in makeup

me - what?

maan - yup that why i should have inform you

i pinch him hard on his arm. it rub the place

maan - aah..damn it turn blue

me - serve you good..i never paint myself in makeup

maan - really and other day you were looking so damn beautiful

he says with dreamy look. i angrily turn him and make him look at me

me - now i am not beautiful?

maan - you look beautiful now too but that was different

me - different?

maan - i mean now look humanly beautiful but on that you were like angel. make up does wonders to human.

me - oh hello i did not apply that much make up i was just BB cream, lip gloss, kajal.

he come near and check my eyes

maan - your lashes were more dark

me - mascara too

maan - something on your eyelid

me - eyeliner too

maan - your cheek were more on light orangish

me in baby - blush too

maan - yaa blush too only 6 product baby not much

me - tuo i love make up

maan - and i love you

he mumbles slows in my ear and plant a very soft kiss there. i never know when i come over him. he has his arms around me holding me tight keeping my whole weight on him.

maan - i love you geet...i love you more then i did before..

he says in his deep voice. it touch my heart. i reveal the truth that i am holding in my heart for long time.

me - i know

he immediately turn us and ask in excited voice

maan - you know

me - hmm

maan - you really know..you know it even before our last meeting

i smile and said - yes i know this from school time itself... don't think i observe it. i am ignorant type of person actually girls from your class and mine used to tell me.

maan - and what you did after this?

me - nothing..

maan - nothing?

me - yes nothing... i said i am ignorant type of person so ignore them

maan - so on exam day you actually take advantage of me by asking me those embarrassing questions

me - nope i did not.. those questions were meant for the person who will sit beside me. i would have ask anyone be it you or any other boy or girl.

maan - don't you think they are lot embarrassing to ask to anybody

me - nope and why on first place i would be embarrassed

maan - means?

me - i mean i do not know the answer so its obvious that i do not what they mean and people tend to forget the person and such situation after 6 long years.

maan - i remember everything related to you

me - yaa

i try to get up from bed but he again pull me back

maan - do you love me knowing i love you

me - i will not lie i do not and now get up everyone is waiting downstairs and they are not stupid they must be thinking some thing is cooking up between us.

maan - they must be planning for marriage.

maan - you do not love me but you do not kind of react the way i mean it like ..

me - it like i know this before. right?

maan - kind of

me - you know my mother think she know me too much, she like to know everything about me but even i am not less. i like to keep tab on what my mother think. its not everyday that i enter the kitchen and prepare tea, lemon juice and not to forget special orange juice. she never told me actually but i get it when she make me sit and prepare tea and everything for you guys.

maan - but she never tell you dress up

me - actually this is my holiday routine i stay in my night dress whole day, i planned to change but hardly do so. i think my mother want to check the reaction of your parents. she know i love to wear comfortable dress at home i hardly go for suits or jeans. i think she like you and your family that why she asked me to show you all my room and our home. she trust you enough to let you stay with me in my room with door being close. i always trust her choices be it small things like dresses or big thing like life partner. i trust her with my life. i can insure you, she must have your whole bio data with her. my mother will not select some one randomly even if he loves me.

maan - geet are you free on weekend? i want to take you on date.

me " nope

maan - you are going somewhere?

me - no

maan - then?

me - i need to update my stories

maan - yaa ria have told me but you can do it any other time. it will take only an hours or so

me - O hello mister... i take lot of time. i need a week to think then 2 days or so to update and then not to forget sending pm, updating links everywhere. writing is not easy job ok..

maan - ok ok but still do it some other day

me - because of this same thing i have not update for a long time.. everyone will say do it some other time.. as if i have to just fix a machine between laptop and my brain. what ever i think it will get updated automatically. i take lot of time yaar. first you think of situation then you vision it in your brain like film then you need to write whole your imagination with perfect dialogue suitable for situation and not to forget the English translation, i am not English born so i need to think English aspect also and not to forget grammar. This whole process take at least a week when it comes to me. i know there are genius writers who update regularly but mind it people i am no where near them.

maan - ok..now tell me what should i do

me - nothing much you just need to sit with me and help me preparing update..and not to forget i want something original not copy stuff.

maan - geet i am not writer yaar how can i help you

me - then i am sorry i can not help you take someone else on date

maan - geet..

me - you have no other option maan and now lets go everyone is waiting for us.

we both get up maan open the door and turn to me. he take deep breath and said.

maan - ok..i will help you but you just get ready for date

me - ok

maan - and don't apply to much make up

i shout his name and throw the pillow at him but he close the door before it hit him and it directly land on my door. i pick it up and place it on bed and after checking my self in mirror i went downstairs to meet the waiting audiences.

The End