MG FF Aan Milo Sajna - Royal Affair | Chapter 10 - p.n.42 - 13 AUG - Page 15

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Chapter 4

Maan lifts her up in his arms ready to walk away but dadima’s voice stopped him. Both had to pray in the temple of the royal palace before both start their marital life.

But Dadima, raniji aur kuwar maan cannot stay with each other for the next 5 days. Pandit ji nekaha hai...sharmila informed, inwardly smirking evilly... in those five days, I would send this girl back to her home.

Maan stopped and looked at his bride in his arms, I care a damn whether it is five days or five births. He thought ruefully before putting her down to her feet.

Sumitra was relieved that she will have 5 days to make Maan agree to work on the marriage and accept Geet because she wanted an heir for the khuranas.

Geet was little upset with this info however she ignored the feeling...she is happy to have him her husband now...nothing matters to her. Moreover, it’s only few days separation...she had waited for him more than this...few more days won’t harm her. She thought putting her feet on the roses bed which sharmila had made for the welcome of new bride of royal khuranas. The path had reached until the small temple.

Maan just has removed his shoes to walk with his bride to the temple when he heard her small yelp. Geet was not aware about sharmila’s evil plans that she walked on the rose bed and feels her feet getting injured. At first she didn’t realized what pricked her but when second time it did, she couldn’t’ bear the pain.

Geet was badly hurt now that wasn’t able to walk properly now. Maan looked at her, her face mirror the expression of pain.

She was about to faint when Rajeev Khurana held her from her shoulder. It's my duty to always support you at each step since you are Queen of Khuranas. His other hand was about to move around her waist when Prince Maan grabbed her in his arms.

"My bride is my responsibility and I know how to fulfill my responsibility." He told sternly while his eyes spitting fire. He picked her in his arms, shocking the audience thereby.

He gingerly puts her on couch when sumitra asked her, how did you get hurt, dear?’

Geet was silent,then said meekly, maybe some thorn pierced in the rose bed.

Sumitra was furious so was dadima listening to her, Sumitra scold the servants. Who ever laid the petals, why didn’t check for thorns. All were silent putting their head down while Geet felt bad for then when suddenly she looked down at Maan who sat on his one knee before her and asks for it.

She was startled as she denies by the nod of her head but he keeps her feet up on the armrest and pulls all thorns out of Geet's feet,“it will cause pain.’

She holds his hand, shutting her eyes in pain. Her lips quivering, trying to control the sobs.

The royal servants bring big water bowl and napkins to clean her feet. She watched his reflection in the water and he her’s reflection...she was lost in a moment while he washes her feet with his own hands & pats them dry with napkin.

Geet thinks that she now believes that he care for her, he didn’t let her walk in pain. Prince Maan truly loves her a lot.

Later on, Yashoda the royal maid and personal assistant of sumitra khurana, shows the room toGeet for her stay for the next five days.

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Maan stormed in his room angrily as he tore his shirt apart in a way. He couldn’t think straight as the scene which happened down stairs just swirled before his eyes disturbing him badly. Thus to distract himself he strode to his mini bar and made himself a drink.

His thoughts took him back to the memories of past month when he stepped in this hometown of his parents. Maan singh Khurana was successful Businessman, have taken the reins of khuranas business at the tender age of 19. In those 11 years of life he had taken khuranas business to the new heights where no one will think to follow even.

It was his sheer hard work and dedication that had brought him this up in the ladder of success. In this span of time he only frequently visited the town. But today he was returning after good 4 years...that too for some business deal...

As soon as his private jet landed...he was took back to the memories of the only woman apart from his dadima who was close to his heart but she was no more to share his love and care now. The thoughts were painful that’s why he had always avoided them and so the place.

He was known to be strictly professional that’s the reason he had climbed the ladder of success in short span of time. Here to he kept his personal feelings away from his business. He put the goggles on to mask his emotions and got down.

Huge range of security and officials were there to receive him. He gets into the car which took him to the Khuranas Palace.

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Past continued...

A girl was riding bicycle when two kids came there stopping her in a way, Geet di..geet di...”

What’s the matter chotu...why you are running...

“Prince Maan is coming home today & few days after tomorrow, a ceremony is organized in his honor.

Geet was elated that kuwar Maan is coming back after long years. She had only seen him in magazines and on news but always yearned to get his one real glimpse. Having done her masters in architecture in city, she had been call back to her home town by her orthodox mother. Her father Raj Handa has his own private company in City.

Although he visits his family back in town two times a week...for he loved his wife and daughter dearly...wanted to take his daughter to the city once he establish his firm and flourish it further.

Geet had always wanted to fly high, achieving something big in her life against her mother’s constant nagging about her marriage. Her father loved his child so much that he accepted her every wish to fulfill her dreams. He had worked hard and stays hungry to fulfill his dear daughter’swishes.

While achieving her dreams, Geet never knew when she started admiring her ideal and silently unknown to her was falling in love with him.

He was none other than Maan Singh Khurana...she had always admired his hard work...his aura...his attitude...the way he had accomplished the success with his sheer hard work.

People consider him ruthless and egoistic but my heart says Prince Maan is different. she thought with tender smile on her face.

Kids sees her beaming in happiness, “You seem so happy as ifhe is your king...they teased her giggling away.

She rushes & in hurry bumps into the tree, in result falling down along with her cycle. The kids broke into laughter teasing her further, “Why are you in a hurry?”

She denies being excited for Maan’s arrival & goes with kids.

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At present....

Geet was feeling restless and anxious being all alone in big royal room. She admired the interior for a while before removing her ornaments and royal jewelries one by one. Seeing her own beautiful image clad in small blouse and skirt, she blushed furiously. What would have happened when Maan will see her like this and make her his.

She shuddered with the thought...only five days, geet...phir toh kuwar maan humhare ho jayenge puri tarah se...hum apne tan man unko samarpit karenge...she felt shy with her own thought and blushed heavily.

I waited this much for him...for this moment...then why not few more days. She thought as she remembered their encounter first time. That was the first day she had seen him so close...she has dreamy look on her face...her eyesight became blurry as she lost herself in those beautiful memories of that day.

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Past one month back,

However, excited she was with the news of his arrival, she has to keep her emotions in control before her family.

At night, Geet sat thinking about Prince maan. She wonders what destiny has in store for her and if she will get to have a glimpse of prince maan ever which she was desperately waiting for.

The old servant of the house came there, phirse sapne dekh rahi ho bitiya...he asked tenderly having warm smile on his face. Geet was like his own kid to him, having serving the handas from last 14 years.

Kya mujhe haqnahi hai sapne dekhne ka....( don’t I have a right to dream. ) she asked nonchalantly putting her head to the wall as she sat in the balcony admiring the shine of moon in the dark night.

He says, everyone has this right,I tell my daughter to dream too coz these dreams only give us hope to live.”

Geet suddenly remembered about his daughter,so she asked him, how is nina?” she had once met her and both had gelled up but couldn’t meet after that because of her marriage.

She is good...having yesterday came to home.

Really! Geet was delighted to hear the news, phir mujhe bhi use milne jana hai...kya hum kal jaye...she was excited like kid.

But dear, I only get the leave at night...how would you meet her then.

I will talk to mother and get u leave. Mujhe phi sath mein leke jana hoga aapko. She said getting excited with the thought of going to out somewhere and meet her friend. Really getting bore at home and then hearing her mother’s bickering.

Ramu kaka was pleasantly surprised. But beta, he tried to deny but Geet was determined, suddenly she remembered something, humari wo purkho purani khandani zameen bhi toh wahi hai na...you live nearby only...why don’t we visit that also and meet nina.

It’s settled then I will get you a leave and you will convince my mother to let me go with you to your village.

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Next morning, Geet prayed along with the family happily. She asks maa to let Kaka go home because his daughter is back after long for few days stay.

Her SIL like always poked her nose in between, “he took a leave last month.

It’s been lot of days ago...” geet argued, “and he will return in the evening.

The servants must not be trusted.” Tina taunted.

Mein geet bitiyako sath mein le ja sakta hu, agar aapki ijajat ho toh...poor old man beg, “so that you can be assured I will return in time.”

Mrs. Handa wasn’t accepting this plead of the old man, she was in denial mode.

Seeing this geet held her shoulder, maa, hum woh land bhi dekhna chahte hai ek baar...jiskebahot charche hai aaj kal...”

Still Mrs. handa didn’t budge so having no option Geet placed her hand on the fire of lamp...

Geet..yeh kyakar rahi hai tu... hath hatha...

But she doesn’t remove her hand off a fire flame. Everyone insists her to remove it.

First give me permission mother..she said stubbornly.

Alright...you can go but you have to be back home before evening.

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Hume woh zameen chahiye munimji, kisi bhi halat mein...Prince Maan said in his authoritative voice, almost making the old man shuddered in response hearing his command.

Woh zammen tohMr. Handa ki beti ke naam hai, and he is not ready to sell, we tried.

You tried but not enough to get the land in khuranas name. He replied sternly, already there was hatred growing in his mind for the opposite party who wasn’t ready to succumb to his demand.

The old man just put his head down having nothing to answer to him right now. He was working for khuraans from his father’s generation.

I think you must talk to them once...

That’s what I am here for...maan stated royally, I wanted this land anyhow under khuranas name. His eyes looked red in anger as he thought about the matter. It was not some ordinary land but their royal property, belonged to khuranas, but the same land was transfer in the name of handas by some vicious plans.

He had came to know about this matter once talking with his mother, still he had ignore the fact, getting busy in his business. But today he needs the same land to construct his new project. And he will be surely not leaving it because for him business comes first before anything...it was his hard work and passion...for which he would do anything...

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Geet was so excited to visit the place of ramu kaka...it was like village stood on the boundary of the town.

One doesn’t have to be hopeless in life. Meine apne sapno ke sath dosti kar li hai so now never get hopeless. Geet spoke her heart out to nina...lost in some thoughts.

They sat at the lake, Geet was chattering trying to lift her mood while admiring the pleasant morning view of the village.

Suddenly Geet saw him approaching from behind crops...she knew it was surely him... his manly masculine figure clad in three piece suit, she couldn’t forget.

She got up in trance and began walking away ignoring nina’s calls and then she was running madly to reach him.

Kaka calls out,the land ahead is slippery dear...don’t run...”

But she doesn’t stop and then fell down into the river. It had also started to rain heavily by then.

She screamed and was shouting for help, while struggling in the water to come out...she doesn’t know to swim...having phobia from water.

Maan who has been checking around the beautiful lake...this place is heaven.” He thought but halted n his steps hearing some scream...he look in the water the girl was struggling for life.

Without thinking he tore his shirt, jumping into the water. He swims and reached to her...he swims her out of the water by his camp side which was nearby.

Kaka and nina ran towards them. Till then he had walked out of the river along with Geet’s unconscious body lying in his arms.

It turned dark as he put her slowly on the land. He checked her, her breaths were really slow; he rubs her hand, then pumps her chest thinking he need to give her immediate oxygen, he bends down putting his mouth on her to give her CPR.

Geet wakes up spilling water from her mouth. He makes her sit up; she opens her eyes to see his face close to her. She was shocked realizing it was him...she had saw his blur image in the water and now seeing his worried face before her eyes made her dizzy.

She keeps her head on his shoulder and he was left mesmerized by her innocence.

He then drapes his coat around her wet body, she was about to faint and fell on the ground. He grabbed her and asked softly, "Are you alright?"

Who are you?

She was silent,unable to say anything in her current condition. She was still under shock about what happened with her.

Maan looked around,and got her to her feet. She stumbled unable to stand, so he held her from her shoulder supporting her.

Just then kaka and his daughter along with few villagers came running to the place.

Geet bitiya...aap thik ho? Asked the old man worried and scared to see her like that in the prince’s arms.

She nodded...

Is she your daughter? Maan now turned around facing the people.

Kaka was about to tell him but Geet moves her head at him...seeing her gesture he says she is his daughter.

Maan still held her in his arms and offers to drop them home.

Aapka bahot bahot shukriya hukum, but we will go home by ourselves. Maan nodded slowly leaving her to hold by her friends hands. He gestured his guards to leave from there as well. He turns to look at Geet and saw her lost in him. He simply turned ignoring her enchanting gaze and turned to walk away.

While Prince Maan left but Geet stood still mesmerized with his gesture...watching his retreating figure.

Nina watched her friend lost in looking at Prince maan, she patted her shoulder, Kuwar ji saved you from drowning phir bhi aap kuch khayalon mein doobi lag rahi hai, geet.

Geet said lost in the spell of Prince Maan, “maybe I am still drowning even after coming out of water ...”

Kaka asks her, “why dint you allow me to tell the truth about your identity to hokum?” he wanted to know.

I do not want my family to find out about my meeting with Prince Maan and how he saved my life as already there is tension between papa and the Royal family which I do not want to escalate further ...”

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Geet’s mother tries to get Mr. handa's attention. He was back for few days holiday and she again started the same ranting, “All the girls of Geet’s age have been married.

“I know but I will not give my daughter's hand to any random guy but to someone who will be suitable for my daughter's status,” Raj said with sigh.

Hearing this seema left a sigh of frustration, “think like a daughter's father for once since no Prince will come to marry her after hearing about her past.” She stated sadly knowing about her daughter’s ill fate. Her fate changed the day her fiance died. There has been no hope till today.

Raj gives her glares for her choose of words, my daughter is not responsible for her fiance's death and so she should not b blamed for it. meri beti kisi rajkumari se kamnahi hai...dekh lena she will find her luck one day.”

He is sure their Geet’s luck will change soon.

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Maan sighed in frustration for he tried every way possible to get that land from Mr. Handa. He had tried to double the amount also...But the raj Handa couldn’t budge. The land was supposed to be his dadaji’s who had gifted his daughter before he dies.

Although, there were stories regarding the same land being under the name of khuranas. The royal family was accusing his grandfather for snatching the land by cheating.He was little when all this happen, when grown up he tried asking from his father who didn’t open his mouth.

While dying no person will lie but only say the truth, that time his father told him, the land actually he bought from some broker who had stolen the papers from royal family for money. He didn’t investigate about the matter at first while buying the land. But later when khuranas got to know about it, there arise war between both families.

From that time, there was cold war going on between the families regarding the land issue.

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It was late night, when Geet enters the Handa house with ramu kaka.

Her mother is fuming in anger as she dint return back before sunset as per her promise ; she ponders her with the questions, “is it any time to return home...jab bhi tum bahar jati ho apni ghar ki izzat sathmein leke jati ho, dhyan mein rakhna.”

She then turned towards Kaka, “where was she? Itni der kyon hui...”

Kaka stammers not knowing what to tell...

Ask her whose coat is that...? Her sister in law like always pokes her nose in between. It seems to be an expensive one.”

Ramu kaka stammered but said, “it was raining heavily, so I asked someone from his coat in the way as Geet bitiya was getting wet.

But Geet's mother is not convinced with the story and looks at Geet with a doubt ; Geet too looks embarrassed and puts her head down as she disappointed her mother by not coming back early.

Geet bitiya is really tired, memsab and needs rest. Mrs. Handa nodded and sent her inside while ramu kaka went to get milk for her. Geet goes to her room but her mother is still angry on her ...

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Geet stood before the mirror and remembers how Prince Maan saved her life and then puts the coat on her; She pulls off the coat feeling shy , it falls on the ground while she remembers his touch and blushes in front of mirror ;

Suddenly her mother appeared behind having her own doubts, she wanted to confront her daughter, kya ramu kaka sachkah rahe the..itna late kyon hua tujhe...

Geet couldn’t look up to meet her gaze and lied on her face...

Mujhse najre kyon chupa rahi hai...answer me...she pined her chin making her look up.

You don’t trust me...? she asked innocently from her mother who sigh in frustration, baat trust ki nahi hai geet...you should know while going out roaming like this, parivar ki izzat sathmein leke tum bahar pair rakhti ho...

Meine aise kuch nahi kiya hai, na hikabhi karungi...trust me mother, she hugged her from back, however she couldn’t tell her about meeting with prince, she doesn't’ know why?

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Present...

Geet closed her eyes inhaling his sweet aroma from the same coat which belongs to him. She had decided to give him back the next day but couldn't find the opportunity to do so.

And later the coat lay below her cushion as sweet memory of him. She put that like that.

She sighed thinking about their earlier encounter...it was not only that, after that both bumps into each other few times.

Past....

Prince Maan walked in the library to get a book for his grandmother.Although She had sent anyone from palace but Maan himself insisted on getting her work done as he finds pleasure in doing this things for grandmother who love him equally as he does.

As he asked for the particular book which his grandmother wanted...librarian said, aapne aane mein takleef kyon ki hukum, we would have sent you the desire books at the Khurana Palace.

No need of that, as I was already visiting around for my personal work. I thought to buy the books for my grandmother myself.

Woh dadi ji ke liye,toh phir yeh lijiye, mein nikalke de deta hu na...I know her choices...she always get the books from our library. Saying so the short heighten guy took the stool and fetched through the upper shelf before climbing down with broad smile.

This one, dadi Ji's fav. This book contains dreams which we see. Said the short man handling him with silly smile plastered on his round face.

Maan just gave him stern look shutting him down and took the book before turning away to walk in anger.

Everyone stood confused and quite scared from his change of mood suddenly. He composed himself and turned to walk out with the book in his hands.

Geet who has been lost reading the book behind the huge book shelf, she turned abruptly and straight collides to Prince Maan who was walking passed by the same shelf.

Both were startled with the sudden bump. Maan felt her soft body falling into his arms; He caught her in a moment. She had her eyes closed out of fear and hide her face in his chest.

Maan pulled her apart after a moment of silence only to come face to face with the same pretty innocent girl he had save form the river.

Hume maaf kardijiye... humne aap ko dekha nahi...she added quickly once she found her voice back as she too was stunned seeing him there. She was too lost in reading book...itwas always has been her hobby...to get lost in the world of books and dreams.

Hmm...he nodded curtly before pulling apart and bend down to take the book which has fallen down in their collision. She too bends to take her own book and in that moment both hit each other’s head.

Ouch...she moaned rubbing her forehead with cute pout.

Maan groaned giving her stern looks now. He collected both books and handed her one. She took that meekly muttering soft thank you. He just turned away and walked out followed by his startled servant.

Geet kept looking at his retreating figure with sweet admiring smile on her face. She turned to the Liberian and asked him, kaka, yeh yaha kya kar rahe the..? She wanted to know.

Wahi same kitab khareedne aaye the tumhari pasand ki...jo tum humesha padhti ho bitiya...he knew her reading habit and her fantasies about books as Geet has been regular visitor and reader in his library.

Humare pasand ki..? Geet was over the moon just with the thought of it...matlab humari pasand kinti milti hai...

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What pleasure you find in reading this nonsense...he mocked handling his dadima her fav book which contains dreams...

It is so good book. Dreams are sweet. Said dadima, opening the book.

The dreams that are filled with gloom can be painful beyond one’s thinking. He mumbled lost in the thoughts. I envy the ones who dreams sweet...

He was pulled away from his painful memories hearing his dadi’s startle voice, arey yeh kya..yeh toh koi aur kitab hai bete...

How can this be possible...I brought the one you asked me to.

I asked for English but the language here is hindi.. oh now I understood son, this is the same book, dekho 'sapne ...' iska naam hai..

And that one was dreams...the content is same in both language. But didn’t know before or else i would have ask you for this language only. Said Dadima.

But Maan was lost in the moment when he collides with the girl in the library and both exchanged the books maybe there.

jara ek minute dikhaiye mujhe, dadima, saying so he took the book from her hand, and turned the last page of the book, there he saw the bookmark and name written on it, Geet..”

Geet..?” I was right ...he thought.

Geet..? yeh kaun hai bete..asked dadima hearing that name from her grandson’s mouth.

The same girl, Dadima to whom this book belongs...I collided with her in the library and this happened...shayad aapki kitab uske pas hogi phir...he said then was angry on her childish behavior...always falls here and there...can’t handle herself,stupid girl...he mumbled thinking about her.

At least there is girl who is like me...loved to see dreams...” said dadima with smile seeing her Grandson’s frustrated face.

He just shook his head and said, jo kitabo mein hota hai wahi achcha lagta hai, dadima but this is all lie and meaningless.

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On the other hand, Geet opened her book and was startle as well to see the same book indifferent language. Although she knew the language but reading it in original language gives her different and lively feel. Jaise ki kitab ka har ek panna jaise sa bchol raha ho...”

She realized they might have exchanged the book in the library in the afternoon. She blushed remembering their encounter again and thought to read the book as it’s her prince Maan’s and his choice.

The book was filled with sweet dreams and words. She sighs over how true the words are. She seems completely taken in by the book, reflecting over the beauty of it's words.

She hugs the book with pleasure, ‘such sweet words as if they have come directly from heart...she was lost again in the memories of their encounter and her Prince Maan.

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It was another day, Geet was with the children of her house and some villagers. All were playing hide and seek, suddenly children got bored and asked her to take them on a drive.

Geet was the only girl in town who knew to drive apart from men. She was always courageous and adventures girl...like a wild wind...no one could bind her in shackles of home. Although her mother was orthodox type but father has always fulfilled her each demand ...she had learnt the driving various cars and was fond of it.

So Geet settled behind the wheels of her second hand car which her dad had got for her on her demand. the kids settled at back...

On the other hand, Maan was disturbed from last night, after having that conversation with Dadima. Then that land issue was leaving him frustrated...so he pulled out his car and took the driving seat, driving by himself.

He was driving rashly, trying to be away from the memories of his painful past. He reached the hill area and saw one car coming by other end.

Soon he crossed her car in rush while she kept looking at him as his car passed by her. She knew the royal symbol on the car was of khuranas and she recognized him too...

Geet didi...aage dekho...kids scream brought her back to reality but she couldn’t take control again thereby pressed the break hard, making all children scream in unison mingled with her own scream.

To be continued...

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Precap :- Geet's first day in Khurana Palace...

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