Chapter # 6
Wars Within
"thank you so much beta", Mrs. Bhshan gratefully thanked mayank for all his help.
"it's ok aunty, main chalta hon", he placed the bags on the table, "nahi beta, chai tu pi k jao, aisey nahi , betho"
"nahi, aunty it's ok main.."
"nahi nahi betho", Mrs. Bhushan went in kitchen leaving mayank alone in the lounge and he had no choice but to sit.
This was perhaps the first time he had came to this house, last time he vaguely remembered coming to this house, may be because his cricket ball fell on their roof top. Since then he never came to this house.
"nupur!!"
An elderly voice fell in his ears and he turned back to see a woman, may be in her late 60s was walking in the lounge,
"namesty",mayank stood up out of respect and the woman was observing him very keenly, and mayank thought that he should introduce himself, "gi main wo..
"maa gi ye mayank hai, apni gunajn ka bhai", Mrs Bhushan entered the lounge with a tray of tea and introduced mayank to her mother in law, and mayank smiled a bit.
"acha acha, betho beta, aj hamri taraf kaise", she said in a jolly tone and sofa, "maa gi wo raat ko un logon ka phn itna late aya na k wo log arahe hain, tu mujhe shopping pe jana tha, ghar pe tu koi tha nahi subha, tu main phir mayank ke sath chali gayi, "Mrs. Bhushan elaborately explained pouring tea into cups, "ye lo beta', she handed one cup to mayank and then the other to dadi.
"shukiriya mayank, ap ne hamari bht madad ki hai", she said.
"it's ok aunty", mayank was getting embarrassed on all the gratitude.,
"beta aunty tu tum tulsi ko bulatey ho, mujhe tu dadi kaho", she said sipping tea and mayank smiled, "gi dadi".
For some moments there was complete silence, when dadi remembered that she was calling nupur, "nupur!!", she again called out and this time, mayank's tea stuck in his throat, he placed the cup the cup back on the table and raised his eyes slowly, sensing that someone was stepping down the stairs.
BEAUTIFUL!!, this was the first word which struck his mind.
Dressed in white churidaar, and lose fork till her knees, he duppata spread on her chest, and hair tied in a prey ' she was looking no less than a princess descending down the stairs.
Nupur stopped for a nano-second on the stairs seeing mayank sitting. She couldn't believe her eyes, tightly gripping her duppatta she came down the rest of stairs and very quietly stood by the side of her dadi's sofa, "gi dadi", only she knew, how did she utter these words sensing that he was shamelessly staring her.
Mayank couldn't control his eyes, he was totally lost. The girl he had been listening about for so many years, was in front of his eyes. It was not he hadn't seen her before, but seeing her so near was a dream and in dreams, no one blinks.
"beta pehle mehmen se tu milye", her dadi said in a strict tone and nupur felt her breath panting, she slowly turned her head towards mayank , "hello", her lips barely parted to utter this word
"hello", mayank reciprocated the wish with similar difficulty.
"ye ap ki dost gunjan k bhai hain", her dadi said to nupur and she nodded slowly, while mayank didn't know what to say. The tone of dadi was not letting him being comfortable, moreover the havoc of emotions in his heart is also a leading to a guilty conscious, "acha dadi main chalta hon"
"acha beta thank you so much again", Mrs. Bhushan said and dadi also smiled. He didn't look at nupur again and left
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"aj sham k liye kannse kapre pehno gi ap
"dadi gunjan ne pink churaidar ka kaha hai"
These were the words he heard before leaving the lounge of the Bhushan house and now after two hours after leaving that house he couldn't concentrate on anything else than thinking ' HOW WOULD SHE LOOK IN PINK?? .She looked so heavenly in that simple attire, her innocence was pouring out form her eyes and that scared look on her face, it was all divine. Now she would be getting ready, he was wondering what divinity it would be.
In midst of all this, he couldn't ignore the wave of jealousy in his body, that she was getting ready for someone else. Someone else would come and admire her and this was all getting on his nerves.
Time was passing, it was nearly evening, he heard Mrs. Bhushan talking about the guests coming at 6, it was 4.30. Mayank was aimlessly pacing in his room, holding his training manual, but for no reason. He hadn't read a single word since he had come back home. He was just trying hard to ignore the sudden upheaval of emotions in his heart. He had gone to his balcony infinite times, just in case, maybe he would get a glimpse of her.
He came back to his room and tried concentrating on the manuals they were being given yesterday during his training sessions, he was reading all and looking at the clock again and again, it was 5. She definitely would have dressed up till now.
A strange attraction caught his heart, he wanted to see her!!
He came on his balcony again and there suddenly he remembered that gunjan was already there. Excited , he was about to rush down stairs but stopped!. What would he say?. Even if gunajn was there than SO WHAT?. He couldn't go and say that he was missing gunjan so came to meet her.
Sadly, he came back to his room, but them something else struck him. He picked up his cell and dialed gunjan's number, atleast he could call her.
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"di jaldi karo, main tumhara duppata press kar deti hon, tab tak tum dress phen lo", Gunjan handed her the ironed clothes, her pink churaiddar with small embroidery on it. She nervously gripped it, while gunjan left the room with her duppata.
Nupur kept on staring at the dress for some moments. She didn't want to do anything, her heart wasn't approving anyone else. And today getting ready for a stranger was piercing her heart, what if ..mayank..
She closed her eyes on the thought and increasing the grip over her dress,s he was about to head for the washroom, when gunjan's mobile rang.
She stopped and headed towards the table with gunjan's mobile. She picked up the mobile and and went still for some moments. The name flashing on the screen made her heart pound in a thumping speed.
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Mayank's heart beat was increasing with every passing bell. He kept his fingers crossed that may be just luck could favor him, may be just nupur could pick up the phone, he would be able to listen her voice again, maybe he could be able to talk to her about something. May be..OH GOD, just may be 'PLEASE!
Edited by Fantasia. - 14 years ago
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