[MG FF]- Surrender...Author's note page 49 - Page 6

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Chapter 6 Nothing impossible to him

The girl was staring in every direction and trying to register the fact that this mansion was the definition of antiquity. Everything here was very, very beautiful and extremely different and old. The pillars reminded her of some old palace, beautifully carved. The photos were just marvellous and there was nothing to criticise or dislike at all. It was love at first sight for this little girl, who was in constant search of someone who was like her.(wondering something missing in the puzzle? well, you will know the reason soon enough). She knew that, as soon as she saw the name of this beautiful house, that this family had someone who was as different as her in thinking, perhaps more different. She was really happy that this world still had some masterpieces in the population of stupid donkeys.

'Bete..aap yeh kya dekh rahi hai..' said Daadi bringing her back out of her reverie and made her sit on the couch. She simply sat there without speaking and stared at the carved wooden structures that was adorning the walls of the mansion. Daadi confirmed her to be exactly like her grandson and explained her about the wooden structures that made her stare it in awe. Nakul served refreshingly hot coffees for both of them and some cookies to go with it. The girl just loved it to the core giving Daadi another evidence that she was ditto like her grandson. 'Match made in heaven...' she thought and smiled.

'Daadi maa, aap muskura kyun rahi hai?' enquired the girl.

'Kuch nahi beta...aap ko woh biscuit bohot pasand aaya na isiliye khushi hui hume...' said Daadi with a small smile.

'Yeh biscuit kisko pasand nahi aayega Daadi maa?' said the girl, confused.

'Kuch log hai jinhe yeh bisuit pasand nahi aayega...' replied Daadi.

'To phir woh log buddhu hai..' said the girl sternly, happily munching on the cookie. Daadi was in love with this cute bubbly girl. She thought her to be just perfect.

Annie was watching the preferential treatment this girl was getting and was already jealous. 'Hoti kaun hai yeh jo mere ghar mein, meri Daadi se itna pyaar jata rahi hai. Dekhna,main uski jeena haram kar doongi yaha par,she will only run away from the house' she thought, making a stern face and staring the girl with cold eyes.

'Theek hai bete, aap thak gaye honge, jaa kar aaram kar lijiye. Hum aapko aapki room dikhayenge, chaliye.' said Daadi and the girl agreed and followed suit.

Daadi left her in the guest room and gave her a pair of Annie's freshly laundered night suits and told her to get her new clothes tomorrow and went to her room. Here, before the girl could change, Annie came inside and grabbed her night suits from her hands and told 'tum yaha reh rahi ho iska matlab yeh nahi ki tum apni manmani kar sakti ho. Mujhse takrana bhi mat. Tumhari himmat kaise hui meri night suit ko choone ki. I hate anyone meddling with my stuff. Samjhi' and left the room leaving the girl staring at her. She felt a little bad but then later understood the temperment of Annie. 'She might not have liked my entering into their house. Figures' she thought and went to bed and in moments, fell asleep.

Daadi saw Annie carrying the night suits she had given to the girl and understood what would have happened. She stopped her and said 'hume aapse yeh ummid nahi thi beta' and then walked away looking crest fallen. Annie felt a stab at her pride but didn't stop being angry. 'Now Daadi even scolded me because of her' she thought and went and banged her bedroom door.

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Here, Maan had successfully completed the preparations for his upcoming launch and he was hoping to be back at his home the next day or the day after. He had a very tiresome week and had not properly slept for the past 7 days. It was still morning,soon to be noon in London and he was wondering whether he should go to bed for sometime when his phone rang. He knew it was his Daadi and said 'Daadi maa...kaise hai aap?'

'Hum theek hai bete but hume bohot bura laga hai.' replied Daadi.

'Kya hua Daadi. Sab theek to hai na?' enquired Maan, a little worried.

'Haan bete, par hume Annie ke behavior se bohot bura lag raha hai.' she said

'Annie ke behavior se? Kya hua Daadi? Kya kiya usne?'

'Woh us ladki se bohot rudely behave kar rahe hai bete'

'kis ladki se? oh haan...samajh gaya! lekin kyun? Annie jaanti hai na ki hum usse ghar kyun laye hai?'

'Haan bete, woh jaante hai. par phir bhi.'

'Daadi maa, dont worry she will come around. Shayad usse hamari us ladki ka dhyan rakhna achcha nahi laga. You know how she is. Pehle pehle bohot attitude dikhati hai par baad mein she will realize her mistake and come back. Thoda time lagega usse adjust karne mein. Aap chinta mat kejiye. Main usse samjhata hoon.' he consoled.

Daadi smiled. There was nothing that her Maan couldn't understand or solve. She now breathed a sigh of relief knowing that Annie would come back to the track. She replied 'theek hai bete, achcha aap wapas kab aarahe hai?'

'Bas kal ya parso Daadi maa. Everything here is finished. Par Daadi, one thing I didn't like. Is baar magazine edition achcha nahi nikla hai. What went wrong?'

'Hum kya kare bete, Annie hamari sunte kaha hai. Is baar editing unhone hi kiya hai. May be that is why it is turned out like that.' she said.

'Anyway chodiye Daadi, but I wont let the next editon mess up. Achcha Daadi, main rakhta hoon. Just thinking of taking some rest. Ek hafte se theek se soya nahi'

'Aap apna khayal bilkul nahi rakte hain. Par theek hai, jaakar aaram kariye' said Daadi and cut the call. Maan changed to his track suit (vest and pants) and threw his trousers on the chair. There was a small tinkle. He turned to see the payal he had kept, fallen on the ground. He quickly picked it up. He could feel his heart beat accelerating. He didn't know why he felt that payal so special. Yet he felt that it had some unknown connection with his heart. Since he had seen that girl in that Dargah he didn't know why his heart had become restless. Did that mean that he was close to finding the one for whom his heart yearned for. But he was in doubt. Anyway, leave it Maan, he thought and went to bed carrying that payal in his hand and fell into a deep sleep.

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Chapter 7

Love confusions

so anny s jealous of geet...

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