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Something Called Love
Eight
When she opened her eyes, light golden sunrays cascading over her fair complexion and making her hair shine like gold. She opened her eyes and closed it again, blinked several time and then she realized that she was having terrible headache. She tried to remember what actually happened last time but she failed miserably, she could only picture herself in some car and yelling out like a maniac. But where was she? She thought.
She quickly got up from the bed, it was white satin round bed, and it was huge room divided in three parts. There was study room, dressing room and where she was, a bedroom. She never ever saw in her life, she checked her cloth it was same she wore. 'But what was I wearing?' she asked herself. She was failing miserably and on top of that, she didn't know where she was. She got up from the bed and walked around the room, it was white with the combination of blue and purple. There were big paintings on the wall; she did not know what that was and who made it. In the study room, she opened the glass sliding door and she saw lot of books, she was impressed. She moved on further and stood near the big glass window pane, and looked outside and what it looked like to her was that it was some palace, some huge bungalow. She turned around and walking by the bed and suddenly she stopped. It was a photo - a photo frame of him. She was in his house.
'No ways! Noā¦Noā¦Oh my god!' she screamed in fear.
'What the hell I'm doing here?'
'Oh my godā¦did I justā¦? Noā¦geetā¦noā¦'
She immediately checked the time, it was late, and it was 12 in the noon.
'Oh my godā¦I have to go to officeā¦damn!' she blurt out in anger.
But only then she realized that it was Sunday. As soon as realized that she just have to leave from there, she took her bag and about to leave and there he was coming in the room, from washroom, coming towards her. In a fraction of second, she hid herself under the bed, 'Thank god! He did not saw me! Thanks, god!' she mentally prayed. She was looking at him, under the bed, she saw him looking everywhere for her, and he saw something, smiled. But what was most notable was that, he was in towel, wrapped to his waist. She tried not to drool over him, but she was defeated by her typical girly hormones. She looked him, his broad physique, huge shoulders and perfectly carved body, which was wet. She closed her eyes, for a moment and opened it again, and, started her mind - heart talk.
'O.M.Gā¦he is naked'
'Towel is still there, you fool'
'I know, but he is soā¦'
'Geetā¦close your eyes and don't think about him.'
'Okay. I will not think about him, but I can look at him na?'
'You have lost it.'
'Don't think much.'
'Stop looking at him'
'Oh my freaking godā¦'
She was in her own thoughts which were more of a battle, she saw him wearing cloths and doing just something in hair, which she could not see. She waited there for few seconds, until it was impossible to lie down under there as she was boiled in suffocation. Before she could find time to come out, he got down to get his comb he dropped, and that was it. She was caught, red handed, while she was shamelessly drooling over him.
'YOUā¦?' he screamed. 'What the hell are doing in there?'
'Mar Gayeā¦Ab ye hi baki tha, geet!' she muttered under her breath which she could not even listen.
She did not say anything, as she was not in state of doing anything. She came out and stood there, he looked at her in awe, surprise and then in anger. Suddenly, she remembered about her last night and how she found herself in his bed, it was enough for her to cover her embarrassment, she chose that way only. Instead of justifying her action, she started screaming on him.
'STOP! Stop there I said, just don't come close to me youā¦' she shot in anger before he could do anything, she stepped back.
'ā¦what? This is my room, my home. And you are asking me to stay away from you?'
'Shut upā¦youā¦what did you do to me? I should have never be nice to you, you all are sameā¦you all men areā¦just stay awayā¦you used me, right?'
'Will you just shut up now?' he screamed out in anger.
Surrounded by her anger, she took a flower vase from the table and threw it against him, he grasped it safely but there were more possessions coming on his way. He saved himself from the attack of 'enemy' and quickly walked towards her and before she could protest anymore, he grabbed her hands and cover her mouth with another hand to stop her non stop blabbering. She struggled hard to free her but she failed and they both fell down on the bed. She struggled more and more to free her but it was of no use.
'Listen to me very carefully now. First, I did not sleep with you. Take a chill pill. Second, I did not invite you here, it was you who was drunk last night and you did not remember your address. When I asked you to drop you home, you gave me address of some school and after one hour of Delhi tour, you were slept in my car and I had to bring you here. Otherwise, I would have left you there on the footpath. I did not mind. Third, I ordered lime juice for you as I think; to deal with hangover you would need it. But after all this, I would not do that and I would simply ask you to leave. Is that fine, Miss geet? He said and left her.
There were fresh tears in her eyes. She was scared but at the same time she was relieved. She got up and took her bag and tried to left but stopped by him. She thought he would again ask for lime juice and he would stop her, they would sit and talk, she would apologize. She was mentally planning how to put up with her words when he would ask for drink. Her plan was about to work but she was shocked when she turned around to see that he was holding her watch.
'Your watch.'
'Thanks.'
As her brilliant plan backfired she decided to say sorry at least.
'Sorryā¦'
'Don't ever do such acts for which you have to apologize later.' He heard it from the newspaper in his hand, which he was pretending to read.
'Thanks. I will keep that in mind.' And she was about to leave when he stopped her.
'My driver will drop you.'
'It's okay. I'll manage'
'Sure?'
'Yes.'
'Do you even know how to get out from here?'
'I'll get a cab.'
'I did not ask about address, I asked about my room. You know which way the exit doors are?' he said proudly and got up to drop her.
As they both were leaving from the place, she was following him nervously and without looking much and more than anything she was literally feeling like visiting some castle in fairy land. It was very huge place, she became sure that if she would left it before in attitude she would definitely get lost. It was such a place like a royal palace, everything was so royal and classy in there. Even the employees of the place was wearing stylish and royal uniforms and working like they do in five star hotels. She crossed her way with one room which she did not pay attention but the lady who was in there saw them walking by her. She got up and observed them and smiled. He asked, one of servant to drop her at her home, in spite of her constant refusals.
***
As soon as he dropped her back then, he was about to go to his room but stopped up by a warm yet energetic voice. He immediately recognized it as she was his grandmother - Savitridevi. He stopped there without even turning around.
'What is it, dadima?' he asked in irritation.
'So finally you found a girl, at last.'
'She is just an employee; she was in trouble last night. I just helped her that's it.'
'She seemed nice.'
'Pleaseā¦by the way aren't you going to Paris? Masi must be waiting for you.'
'Why you always want me to leave this mansion?'
'It's not like thatā¦'
'ā¦I know. But, maan beta, one day you will know the reason.'
'ā¦then why don't you just tell me dadima? What did you do to her? Why she left us?' he asked with red shot eyes.
She realized that she once again it touched his nerve, from last one decade in this mansion they both were living under same roof but yet they were not close, they once used to have the relation between the grandmother and grandson but one dreadful day, it was all vanished. She loved him like her own son. But, there was something in his mind. He never connected to her after that. He gave her the respect which she deserved most and he never disrespected her and never disobey her order. She was after all, his grandmother, he brought up with him, how much he tried but he could never ignore or hate her. He always asked her only one question, which she could never answer. She loved him, and that is why she could never answer him.
She was about to cry but he turned around and she quickly wiped away her tears so that he could not notice.
'I will leave for Paris the day when I will satisfy that you are not alone here, find a girl and I will leave immediately.' She said in proud which was hollow, like her demand. She just wanted to see him happy.
'Is that so?'
'Yes.'
'Okay. I will bring her tomorrow but after that you will have to leave.'
'Done. See, I told you na? There is something.'
'Okay. I will bring her to lunch. Is that fine?'
'Perfect.'
And he left from there, but before he left he came back to her and looked straight in her eyes.
'You still can't hide your tears from me dadima. Don't do that. I will not ask you anymore. I don't like it. And take care of yourself there.' He said and wiped her wet eyes, hugged her and left.
She stood there watching him going away. She smiled through tears.
'I know beta, you love me but you are just like your dad. You will never accept it and I can't see your hidden tears. You never share. You need someone, maan. Before I leave, I want to see you smile.' she said and left from there.
***
She just came from washroom and heard her mobile ringing and flashing his name as 'M' The Monster Singh Khurana Calling'
'Now what?' she got the phone and asked looking at her ringing phone.
'What do I do, god?' she asked looking it at.
Finally she decided to pick it up.
'Hello Miss Geet.'
'Yes, sir. I think its Sunday and its holidayā¦'
'ā¦I know. Can you meet me in 30 minutes? I have to talk some business.'
'What? Okay.'
She noted the address and got ready, but what she was wondering that which kind of business then he wanted to talk. First it was maya gujral and now he was there for this kind of scary and serious business talk. She stopped thinking much and left.
***
'No ways. Never. No.' she said as she heard his proposal.
'Just for few days.'
'No.'
'I will pay you for all your inconvenience.'
'No.'
'Please.'
'Why me?'
'Because my dadima saw you only otherwise I have no more interest in you after last night.'
'Excuse me, Mr. Khuranaā¦'
'ā¦you excuse me. I'm asking for little help and I will pay you for that, just for few days until she leave for Paris.'
'What I've to do?'
'Nothing, you just have to pretend that you love me and care for me at lunch. That's it. She thinks that you my girlfriend.'
'What? But why will she leave for Paris only after watching you mingling with me?'
'It's complicated. You just stick to business. No more questions.'
'First things first baby, are you in?' he asked impassively.
'Okay. But, only for few days and one more thing, you will not tell anyone about this. And, payment will be deposited directly into my account. Okay?'
'Okay but only one problem. I can trust myself on that but I highly doubt on you. Will you just shut your mouth in any case?' he smirked.
'I still know many facts about you. Last night you shared your favorite colors and movies. And, yes, I really did not know that you hate lara and sasha so much. And, did you really hide lara's laptop?' he said while driving car.
'What? Did I say all these things last night? I mean, did I just cross my not-more-than-two-glass' limit?'
'Two? Are you kidding me?'
'Enoughā¦ Oh that was because she was not doing work and surfing social networking site and blaming me for delayed work. I never leave my enemy, you know?' she said rising her collar.
'Good. I will keep that in mind.' He tried to hide his smile looking at her behaving like ten years old school girl.
***
'Damn it!'
She entered the home and threw her bag on the bed in anger.
'Why the hell did I say yes?' she shouted.
'Because you are greedy bad child, geet.'
'Nothing wrong in it, geet. You see, you will help him, and he will pay you. Simple business. Done deal.'
She was standing in front of the mirror and started her heart and mind talk. After a while, she got tired and frustrated. She switched on TV and lie down on the bed and did not realize when she slept.
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