TU TU HAI WAHI Thread# 1 //Link to thread 2 on page 1 - Page 14

He heard some foot steps n hurriedly got up wiping his eyes off.A well dressed man came shouting "Arre yeh gungi (dumb) patta nahi kahan margai...naam hai Geet lafz ek nahi bol paati " mumbling he crossed Maan without noticing her.But when Maan heard ill words for Geet..His blood boiled..

That man was in own thoughts looking for Geet "Arry oye kaamchor ? Kahan hai tu ? Front panels r yet to be cleaned.." he shouted looking around.

Every fierce words was provoking Maan's wrath. He wanna burry that man alive. But he didn't want to create any scene..Every wrong step could snatch his angel , his baby from him again. He tighten his fists to get a grip on self. Geet s chain was still wrapped around Maan's one hand n the sharp pendent pierced his hand with the tightening of his fist. Oozing out blood was dripping down to floor.He didn't felt pain or moved an inch from same place

When that man didn't find Geet..In his way to return he noticed Maan. "Bhai saab! Are you all right ? Look at ur hand u need doctor." he showed concern to well dressed Maan But what about that innocent soul ..Because she was poor ,helpless such inhumanly behaviour toward her.Such beasts are in society ? Why wanna eat weak alive? A girl who owe not only Maan's whole empire but his LIFE. She didn't have enough to eat..

" Huh ?" Maan looked roughly at him. His bedge gave introduction to Maan. Cafe's manager Hari Parsad Verma he was.

Verma bounced his shoulders finding a strange creature in front. But he seemed in rush. So slipped from there.

"Just wait ?" Maan mumbled.He looked at his hand n pendent both were drenched in blood.He didn't bother to wipe it. But wrapped his handkerchief as such..

He asked a staff member about owner. For his luck ,owner was here today n inside his cabin. When Maan went to meet him. Receptionist stopped him.." Sir ! You have any appointment with Mr. Kumar ( owner ) ?" Looking at well dressed Maan receptionist asked politely .

"No I don't have.But I want to meet ur owner Mr. Kumar " Irked Maan replied

" Without appointment u can't. I am sorry " Receptionist denied to give him permission.

With his other hand he brought out his card n gave it to girl " Go n give my card to him. He ll tell. He wanna meet me or not ?" He put card on her hand.Trying to behave normal.

His attitude , his blood shedding hand sacred girl n she nodded taking card from him.

With only one glance at card Owner jumped from chair n burst on receptionist " Reetu ! You stopped him.. You are really mad.. Omg you know who he is..? " nervous owner confused girl more.Sending her out..He also followed her. To welcome Mr. Maan Singh Khuraana. Owner to KC. One of country's biggest empires.

"Welcome Sir, welcome..Plz forgive this silly girl. She didn't recognise you " Grinning he opened door for Maan.

Without paying attention to Owner's welcome .He went inside.Mr. Kumar offered him seat Maan was not in mood to sit...Which manager had already spoiled." Mr. Kumar I wanna buy ur cafe.." What a jolt Maan gave him instantly ? Owner shook his head..

When Maan didn't get response.He again repeated " I said I wanna buy this Cafe. Keemat aapki hogi. Even I ll pay double from that amount to the limit you can think..Now think keeping market price apart " He knew it was natural response from a man like Mr. Kumar So waited him to come out of shock..

"Mr. Kumar ! I am still waiting for your response. I don't have whole day to waste " Mr. Kumar's silence miffed him most.

Owner jerked off his head. Hearing irked Maan .He came forward n said politely " But Mr. Khuraana why are you interested in this small cafe? Which even doesn't match your standards Any specific reason.. ?"

Maan turned toward him "Maan Singh Khuraana kissi ko jawab nahi deta..Sirf swaal karta hai.. So answer my question..I need not to answer your question ? "

Owner thought.Why to mess with such cynic. Even he had heard tales of Maan That to get his desired thing he could go to any extreme..If he denied, Maan would make his life hell, to get by hook or crook.. It was better to accept proposal." Theek hai Mr. Khuraana. As u wish." Owner gave his desired amount one crore more than market value ( I don't know amount , fill by yourself)..Maan turned it to double. He was gonna do deal very next day.

"Per Mr. Khuraana.Yahan ka staff ? What about those people for whom their jobs at cafe are only source of income ?"Owner seemed nice n kind man to Maan.

"Don't you worry.. They will not loose their jobs" He promised."Except one who is gonna be kicked out" 😆 Maan thought.. ( ha ha jst to kick him out with style he bought cafe.)

" They ll also get double . As I paid u double.. Give me detail of your present employees working here "He said smilingly n very next moment receptionist handed over two files to Maan. He turned few pages Geet's record was there. Including her photo and address.

"Okey Mr. Kumar. My finance department will tackle wages etc..And one thing more Staff ko yeh nahi patta challe k yeh cafe maine khreeda hai. Otherwise they ll feel uncomfortable." Mr. Kumar nodded. He was accepting every condition Maan was putting in front of him .With same attitude n victorious smirk Maan left same way he had banged..

He called Kunal chief of same detective agency in Shimla who was searching for unknown girl from last five years.. But never found out she was Geet n was here.. It was destined five years of separation.

Maan sent him Geet's address n clicked photo from file.Asked him to do emergency arrangements .So that his security men could keep eye on Geet without letting her know. Not to let her run again. He didn't know the reason why she did that last time. But he was scared of loosing her again.Now when he had their baby too.

On other hand Dev's was much worried about him. He hunted around whole possible area..But there was his no wheres about. Maan didn't pick his phone. His eyes's popped out when he found his Bro coming toward him from admin. section smilingly. Holding two files in hand..

" Bro , Bro !" Dev rushed toward him n grabbed Maan from shoulders "Where were you?Even didn't bother to pick my phone.How worried I was you know?" Dev showered all questions in one go.

"Cafe khreed raha tha..?" He replied teasingly. But what Maan said it went over Dev's head. He heard coffee instead of cafe. Even he didn't imagine what his brother had done? " Coffee! Admin area se? Yahan kon sa hidden section hai? Is they sell special type of coffee here ?" Dev scratched his head.

"Shut up Dev! First come with me.." he grabbed Dev's wrist n dragged him.

"Bro , Bro what happened to your hand ?" Dev fixed his feet on floor to stop him.He held Maan's wrapped hand tightly. His white hanky was already read now.

" Dev ! this is not any place to discuss. Pehle tum yahan se chalo " he ordered his younger one..He again dragged Dev without caring his injured aching hand.

Dev wondered with his brother's mysterious disappearance after Daddi's phone n Now his victorious smile...Above this he had severe injury over hand but he didn't bother

.

"Bro mujhe lagta hai main yahi gir jaauga..My head is spinning " standing beside their car in parking lot Dev asked.

" Then do one thing . Take a taxi n go back to hotel . Sleeping tablet lekar so jaana. I have some work..I am taking this car. Fine" he ruffled Dev's hair..

" But Bro ? Where are you going and how ll you drive with injured hand ? " worried brother held Maan's hand with concern..feeling his pain deep inside him.

"Don't you worry Dev. I am not going any where out of Shimla..Very much here.Weather is also clear and yes I will pick up your phone." Maan understood Dev was worried and there were valid reasons behind it.But this was life.. Need to move on after that horrific episode..He couldn't stop. When he got his life in real terms back.

He called a taxi n sent forcibly puzzled Dev back to hotel."If she was still one duty? Or had left from here? Was she scared of his annoyance and rudeness.?" Maan banged his fist on car bonnet in irritation. He threw files in car. Searched around whole cafe she was no where.

Then that old man caught his attention..who met him outside" Baba! suniye ?" Maan said softly.

"Are saab aap ?" Old man again came folding hands.

"Don't fold hands Baba " Maan put his fine hand on his shoulder "Where is that girl. She fell down due to me.I thought I should check if she is all right.."

" Such a nice man you re Saab Ji.She is okey..Its 6:30..Abhi gayi hai. Tomorrow is her off as per schedule." he gave full information.

" Thats fine..She didn't have any injury.. Main chalti hu.." With this Maan gave him 1000 tip. He got what he wanted to know.So he left afterwards. Overwhelmed with such a great tip in a jiffy old man gave lots of blessing to him.

"So Miss Geet Handa.. no no Mrs. Geet Maan Singh Khuraana you are free tomorrow.?" he laughed inwardly thinking about his silly girl.

But he didn't know..She was not free but for two days she do same cleaning work..In near bye municipality school.Which her child joined two month back. Maan Singh Khuraana's child was going to municipality school. Such a funny joke.

He drove toward that address where she lived. But had to park car away from her home. It was sloppy area. Deserted too from main town.He was in car..then easily traced Geet on foot..With a distance from few meters he followed her. No house around just woods n a narrow muddy trackway

Already shattered from Maan's inhumanly behaviour she returned home. Her feet were not supporting her body. First she never imagined to meet Maan once again. But more shocking for her.. he was such man, had pride of his aristocracy.. He took her silence as her demand for more money. She was sure Maan didn't remember about her existence ever in life.Once his numb body reacted to her slight touch . But today his harshness smashed her every feeling into zillions of pieces..

She didn't realised when she reached her small home n banged into wooden door. Then she came back to senses.A cute little boy came running when he heard noise at door. Geet was rubbing her forehead.

Maan hid behind a big oak..But that heavenly view n his baby's voice was clearly reaching him.Boy grabbed Geet'shand n pulled her to be on knees "Mumma.. Mumma this door hit you.." First he kissed his mother's forehead with his rosy M shaped lips. Then hit door with his tiny foot..She hugged her tightly in embrace n poured her heart out. The pain which Maan gave to her today.

Kissi Morrh Pe Bhi Na Yeh Saath Tutte

Mere Haate Se Tera Daaman Na Chute

Maan collapsed at same place. Sliding down beside that oak..It was unbeilable for him. His own child ..His own flesh n blood was in front of him. But he couldn't take him in his arms.."Just wait for few days more son.. I ll not let even strong wind touch u both without my permission. You are my life.I am incomplete without you."

Tu Tu hai Wahi Dil Ne Jise Apna Kaha

Tu Hai Yahan Main Hu Wahan

Aab To Yeh Zina Tere Bin Hai Sajja

Geet kissed him back many times. On cheeks, forehead, his tiny hands.This gesture brought a little smile on Maan's lips. But his flooded eyes blur his vision. Geet took her son in arms n closed door behind.

This was an old house.Where she was staying with her son alone. Once owned by an old lady with whom she was living .From the day she came to Shimla. Hiding herself from whole world. When she was sitting near to bus stand.. shivering in heavy rain.That old lady took Geet with her.She had no one in this world like Geet. Both became one another's support.Old lady had some money saved from her late husband's job n little pension so she supported Geet when all kicked her from their lives.

Geet didn't know even how to write , except few words n numbers. When her child was on the way. Old lady forced her to learn Hindi. So that she can communicate with this world atleast. It was must for her child too. After 7 months her son was born.She started work as cleaner in near by bank after few days of his birth.. So that she could save some money for her son. Things were going such..First Bank sacked her from temporary job. Then that rich house owner..coz she clearly protested against his dirty advances hitting him on forehead.

Two years ago old lady passed away due to kidney failure.. But she left this house n 10 thousand rupees for Geet. She had roof over her but what about livelihood ? Even no one was there with whom she could leave her child n go to any work.

She always took her child where ever she went for work. It irked many employers. What you expect from a little child..He couldn't sit calm..Would play or made some noise. So many times they kicked her from job.

Things got little better when that old man n her wife came here to live. At little distance from Geet's home. This couple was childless n really kind. When old man got job in cafe He also requested to keep Geet on job.. She was now here from last six months n could leave her child with old man's wife.

Today old man's wife had some work. So she didn't take child with her.She knew Geet's timing... few moments back she opened lock n left child here. To wait for his mother.He had turned 4 now..Also had moulded himself according to his dumb mother's situation much..Even turned mature than his age.. His Mother was going through tough times to bring him up alone with dignity n self respect..As he was already an outcome of

A BIG SIN SHE HAD COMMITTED CALLED LOVE

BUT WAS LUST FOR OTHERS

All from Geet POV : keep on reading

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