Love is a battlefield
She wanted him to leave her alone. She wanted to go away. Well, she can have her wish, he thought, as he held her to him. She lied to him and he needed to catch her at her own game. He released her as she smiled at him. Letting her go was not easy but he knew if he had to make her admit with those lying lips of hers what she told with her eyes, he had to play her game.
He stepped back. "Theek hai." he muttered, "Tum jaao jahan jaana chahti ho. Kahan jaaogi Geet? Tum is shaher mein akeli ho. Aur tum hoshiyarpur bhi nahi jaa sakti. Wahan to Brij hai na tumhein marne ke liye!" he countered as an argument. "Okay" he muttered. "you go wherever you want to. Where will you go Geet? You are new to this city and alone. you cant go back to hoshiarpur. there's Brij there ready to kill you."
She recoiled at this change in behavior. He had just held her in his arms, as if he will never let go and now he wanted to push her away? Well, it was good for him. She nodded in agreement. But she wanted to get the Pari situation sorted.
"Maan, tum Pari ka kya karoge?" she asked tentatively. "Kuch nahin! Woh to mere liye naukri kar hi rahi hai. She will continue, jab tak Daadima theek nahi ho jaati." He answered evenly not letting her onto his plan. translation - Maan what will you do about Pari? she asked tentatively. "Nothing! She works for me. She will continue till Daadima does not recover completely."
He then went in search of Pari. Once he found her, she ranted at him for being rude to her and she did not like that he paid more attention to his secretary than her, who was supposed to be his "fiance". Maan made it amply clear to her that she was just doing a job and not to weave any fantasy about him. What happened between him and his secretary was none of her business. Pari did not like the tone and she had also realized that there was more between the boss and secretary than they let on. She could have cut the atmosphere with a knife this morning. She had seen that Maan seemed to have eyes only for her. She knew, her mission to get Maan was failing miserably and even if he wanted to make her his "fiancee" he was not falling into her plan of making him fall for her.
She knew it was time to cut her losses and move on. She told him as much that she was not ready to work for him.
Maan was happy with his plan working. Now the next step had to be put in motion. He went back to the office. He found Geet staring out of the window, looking as if she was trying to find the loophole in what he had said earlier.
He went up to her and asked, "where is Pari? Geet find her and tell her I want to talk to her. I had met her earlier and now want to discuss something further."
Geet looked unhappy with his request, but silently dialed Pari's number. Pari picked and Geet heard as she said something. Geet looked at Maan and then cut the call.
"What happened?" he queried innocently. Geet replied, "Woh to chali gayee wapis Mumbai Maan, bol rahi thi mein aise khadoos ke saath kaam nahi kar sakti, mujhe unki jhooti kya sachchi fiance bhi banaye to bhi nahi chahiye." Translation - She went back to mumbai, Maan, she was mumbling about how can she work with such a harsh man who never smiles, i dont even want to be a real fiancee let alone this charade he is paying me for. i thought i could change him but no."
Maan looked appropriately shocked and lamented, "Kya? Ab mein kya karoon? Meine to Daadima ko bol diya ki mein aaj hi unhein milwaaoonga unki bahu se!" "Geet, ab koi aur dhoodho larki aaj sham tak!" he demanded.Translation - What? Now what do i do? I just told Daadima that i would bring her daughter in law to meet her this evening. Geet, now go and find another one who work for me as a contract fiancee by this evening." he demanded.
"Mein?" she asked shocked. "mein kahan se laaon? Woh bhi char ghante mein? Nahin, nahin, ye mujhse nahi hoga, saara delhi to chaan mara mein pehle hi. Aap ne sab ko to reject kar diya. Ab aap hi sambhaliye Daadi ko. Unhe sacch bol dijiye ki koi nahi hai." she gave as an explanation.Translation - Me? she asked shocked "where will i find one? That too in four hours? No, no, I cant do that. You rejected all the girls in Delhi already. Now go handle Daadi yourself. go tell her the truth."
"Daadima, aur bimaar ho gayee to?" he quipped in mock horror. "Nahin, kuch to karna padega." He paced on the floor as if he was thinking of a plan. Geet joined behind him, trying to think of something. Just as she looked on the floor moving behind him step for step, he turned and almost bumped into her.Translation - What if Daadima falls even more ill? he quipped in mock horror. "No something must be done."
"Idea!" he interjected " tum" You.
"Mein? Mein kya Maan" she quizzed trying to unravel the mystery he was trying to create. Translation - Me? what me, Maan?
"tum kar sakti ho!" he looked as if the idea had some credence. Geet looked even more puzzled. Translation - "You can do it"
"Mein kya kar sakti hoon?" she interrogated frowning and getting tide bit annoyed at his delaying tactic. Translation - "What can I do?
"Tum ban sakti ho meri mangetaar!" He put light on his thoughts and as if the ideas seemed to make even more sense, he added "Daadima, tumhein pasand bhi karti hai," looking at her with the corner of an eye to see her reaction and she seemed to nod, finding agreement, he pushed, "tum perfect rahogi, na jhanjhat, na problem. Tumhein pata hai mein shaadi karna nahi chahta. Tum thodi acting kar loggi na, Geet?" he asked her as if he was just thinking if she can pull it off. Translation "You can become my fiancee!" "Daadima likes you already." "you will be perfect, no issues, no problems. You already know i dont want to get married. you can act a little, right Geet?"
Geet was speechless. He mouth gaped open, she said, "mein, woh'" me..uh...that.."
Maan not giving any inch, put a hand on her shoulder and said, "Good, to theek hai, mein Daadima se keh deta hoon, ki mein unki bahu ko unse milwane laa raha hoon." Translation - "Good, okay then, i am going to daadima to tell her that i will bring her bahu to meet her."
He said this, turned, gave a smile to himself and walked out of the office thinking to himself, "I will do everything Geet, everything to keep you near me. I have now understood what you don't want and what you want and I will beat you to your game."
Geet stunned at being made to agree to play his "fiance" just slumped in the chair nearby wondering if she will ever be able to go away from Maan. And if she stayed, will this pretense break her or lose control that was so thinly held anyway. She knew by agreeing she had opened herself to heartache but then even he will be hurt in the process, once the truth is out.
Love Is A Battlefield lyrics ' Pat Benatar
We are young
heartache to heartache we stand
No promises no demands
Love is a battlefield.
We are strong
no-one can tell us we're wrong
Searching our hearts for so long
Both of us knowing
Love is a battlefield.
You're begging me to go
then making me stay -
Why do you hurt me so bad?
It would help me to know
do I stand in your way
Or am I the best thing you've had?
Believe me
believe me
I can't tell you why
But I'm trapped by your love
and I'm chained to your side.
We are young
heartache to heartache we stand
no promises, no demads
love is a battlefeild
When I'm losing control
will you turn me away or touch me deep inside'
And when all this gets old
will it still feel the same?
There's no way this will die
But if we get much closer
I could lose control
And if your heart surrenders you'll need me to hold.
We are young
heartache to heartache we stand
Edited by rushtrip - 14 years ago
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