FF: Bound by the UNKNOWN - I'm BACK :D - Page 11

This is the driver speaking here, this is to inform you that London Transport apologises for the inconvenience being caused by the sudden delays in train services. We are looking to move within the next few minutes. Once again we apologise for any inconvenience being caused and Thank you for your patience.

Geet lipped as she heard the announcement for the 10 billioneth time in the last 10 minutes.

This was just great, she had been sitting at the same station for the past 10 minutes and her lecture was due to start in the next 10 minutes. And her destination was just under 10 minutes away, Which meant this train had to start moving....just about.......NOW ' oh wow...that is what you call perfect timing.......she sent a quick silent prayer to babaji for watching out for her again......

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Maan walked down the stairs and much to his surprise saw everyone from his family waiting for him at the dining table, well apart from Dev......

NT: lo agaye.....janaab(Here he is ...the king).......Come on Maan, hurry.......we're all so hungry....kitna time lagaate ho tum(How much time can you possibly need)....if not us then you should of thought about daadi and bibiji...come on.......

Maan: Sorry sorry........ *he made his way towards the two eldest woman in the room* Namaste Daadi *he bowed and took blessings*

Daadi: Jeete Raho mere bache...humesha khush raho(Live a long life my child, always remain happy) *maan smiles and moves over to the woman next to her*

Maan: Peri Pauna Bibiji.....aaj bare dino baad?? (addresses her with respect, today after so long?)

Bibiji: Khush raho betaji....joog joog jiyo (Stay happy child, may you live very very very long).... *Maan takes a seat next to her and hold her hand in his*

Maan: Bibiji.......daadi ne bataya aapko pichle hafte phirse attack para tha......

Bibiji: Oh ho ' bas teri kasrat reh gayi si.......oh chad hon eh gallan...savere savere ki gallan....(Oh ho....just you were left now to have a go at me.....leave all this....what talk you have initiated early morning)

Maan: Nai bibiji........aapko apna dhyaan rakhna hoga.........varna aapko pata hai na main......(No bibji...you have to take care of yourself...otherwise you I....)

Bibiji: Oh ho....haan haan pata hai pata hai......ek tu eh jinno meri inni fikar eh, te ek oh eh ' mera pota...jinoo inna tak nai ke daadi hai vi ke marr gayi...(Yes yes I know.......theres you on one side who is so worrysome for me and on the other, my grandson, who doesn't bother even if his grandma is dead or alive)

Maan: Bibiji...*he covers her mouth* main kabhi aap ke pote se milla to nahi lekin main itna jaanta hoon ke voh aapki jaisi daadi ka pota hai toh sach main bohut acha hoga ' mujhe yakeen hai woh aapko bohot pyar karta hoga.......aur yeh aap bhi jaanti hai.........haina?

(bibiji, I have never met your grandson, but I do know that if he has a grandma like you, then he surely must be quite nice, I'm sure he loves you a lot....and you know that too)

The atmosphere turned sentimental and daadi had tears in her eyes seeing her adorable grandchild talk so highly and maturely, whilst bibiji's eyes showed how privileged she felt at the love she was receiving from this family.

Bibiji and Daadi were the best of friends. It was almost like they were sisters. Bibiji's health had gone down quite a bit a few months back, but bibiji's family were not in the country and so daadi had brought her home which is where the Khurana's had grown fond of her jovial nature and within days, it was as if she was part of their family. Initially Maan and the others had great difficulty addressing her as thye would get confused with daadi and her but then Maan had suggested to call her bibiji as that was what he called his mother's mum before she passed away when Maan was just 6. Maan didn't remember much of her but he could see her in bibiji and Simran, too felt quite overwhelmed as she felt she once again found a mother in bibiji. Do not get me wrong, daadi ' her mother in law always treated her like a mother too but having bibiji around was a bonus ' you know the sone pe suhaaga types. Soon after bibiji had gotton well, she shifted back to her little bungalow, even after great insistence from the Khurana's to stay back with them, considering her family was still not in the country. But Bibiji had been adamant, and laid strict instructions to not let her family know of her ill-health as she didn't want them to get worried.

Mrs. K: agar aap dono ki dil ki bharas puri hogayi ho toh zara humko bhi yaad karlo....*Simran said in order to ease the tense moment*

(if you both have finished expressing your heartedly complaints.......then can we be remembered too)

Maan: Haha....hmmmm Good Morning Mum!

Mrs. K: Oi Good Morning ke bacha...come here...*as she pulled him into a hug*

Maan: Morning Dad...*as he took blessings from his dad*

After greeting everyone Maan too sat beside Tara at the dining table and everyone had their breakfast amidst their talks. Not seeing Dev at breakfast wasn't really much of a surprise to Maan, as Dev usually left early in the mornings and returned around dinner time if not later - another reason why Dev didn't want Maan to join the company 'he would miss out on the time he spent with his family.

Just as everyone was done with breakfast, Maan got up and bid everyone a quick goodbye as it was about time he took leave in order to reach on time. Raj offered to give him a ride to the station, as he had to go get a few things from town. Dev walks in that instant with a big box in his hands.

Raj: Arre Dev.....ahhh just the person we were was missing..

Dev: Morning all.....namaste bibiji......namaste daadi.... *and then turned to Maan* Come I need to talk to you....ahh Tara...*as he handed over the box to Tara and took Maan aside facing his back towards the rest of the family so Maan had no clue what was going on behind him*

Maan: What's up bro? Don't tell me you're having second thought about thing "popping the question" ??

Dev: No Maan...nothing of that sort....I just wanted to talk to you about this university program thing...

Maan: Oh please no...I understand bro...please can we not talk about it.....I've just about accepted this...don't make it any difficult please......we've gone through this a million times now....we'll talk about it later when I come back - okay....but now..I need to dash or else I'll be late.....

Dev: Alright alright I get it.....but just listen to what I have to say at least....

Maan: .....if you must

Dev: I just want to say.......I have no regrets whatsoever and.....*with a smirk, noticing Maan getting annoyed* As I said, you can drop out of it after a year if you really think it's not cut out for you......but I'm sure you'll thank me one day for this.......*noticed Maan about to speak up but cuts him again* Ok now that's enough.....Now come on....we have a little surprise for you *as he turns Maan round, making him face the contents of the big box he had brought in earlier*........

Well I have another one to update soon............

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