PART 10
Daadima went down the stairs towards the main hall where shooting was held. She walked over to mustache man and whispered something in his ear. He nodded and announced-pack up everyone!
Maan who was getting his hair done looked at him in disbelief- but we just started. We have to complete this ad by the end of next week.
The director gave him a sheepish smile- i am sorry. family obligation. He showed him his phone as if he just ended talking to someone and making his point clear.
Maan got up from his chair and stomped over to his room.
The director looked at Daadima worriedly- i did what you said but now he is angry. you know his anger, he might even refuse to work for us now. what to do now?
Dadima gave him an assuring look- no Mr. Patel, he wont refuse. i wont let him. you go now, i will call you when to set the next shoot.
With this, she took the route to Maan's room.
She entered to see Maan has changed into his tracks and vest all ready to go to the gym. She quickly blocked his path and said- maan bete, itna ghussa theek nahi hai.
Maan- abhi nahi daadima. mujhe jana hai.
daadima faked her voice- haan ab tou aap itne bare ho gaye hain ke apni daadi k pas 2 mins beth kar baat nahi kar sakte. Maan raised his eyebrows and folded his arms- ho gaya drama shru.
He sat down on his bed- tou ap ne bheja hai crew ko yahan se? woh bhi mere sath 2 mins spend karne k liye? ho hi nahi sakta.
Daadima- mujhe ap se yeh umeed nahi thi. He instantly got up.
Daadima smiled at his grandson's cuteness- agar hum un sab ko yahan se bhejte nahi tou ap apni girlfriend se sukoon se milte kaise? she emphasized on the word 'Girl'.
Maan looked at her with shock- girlfriend?
Daadima- ap ko kya laga? humein pata nahi chalega. agar ap humaray pote hain tou hum hi ap ki daadima hain. She pulled his cheek.
Maan who was totally confused by this conversation raised his hands in surrender- tou maine kaunsa mana kiya hai mer pyaari daadima? par iss baar ap ghalat hain. he mimicked daadima's accent by emphasizing on the word 'Daadima'.
Daadima pulled his cheeks again- no need to act. hum Geet k baaray mein sab kuch jantay hain.
Maan didnt catch the whole sentence except the word 'Geet'.
Maan- Geet? woh kahan se ayii? he questioned Daadima.
Daadima smiled at her victory- she is in the study. kafi der se ap ka wait kar rahi hai. waise apko... Maan didnt stop to hear the rest as he ran out of his room towards the study with million questions playing in his mind. Daadima shook her head seeing maan storming off- bache humesha bache hi rahenge. she grinned to herself and made her way towards her room to rest for a while and give maan and geet some time to spend together.
Oh tou woh koi aur nahi Geet hi thi jis ko maine garden mein dekha tha. par woh yahan kya kar rahi hai? Maan was busy questioning himself as he stood outside the closed door of the study unable to decide what to say when he enters the study. he remebered how he stared at her outside the detention room as well as inside. He felt Geet being capable of making his senses weak and him loosing his self-thoughts as of now. He jerked away all thoughts and decided to first sneak on her and then talk to her.
He opened the door slightly and peeked inside. His gaze fell immediately on the couch placed in front but to his astonishment, noone was there. He then heard footsteps in the farther corner...his eyes followed the sound.
Geet was walking to and fro restlessly. Quite a few times she glanced at the cieling and made a sad baby face. She then tied her hair in a ponytail. Maan smiked- oh tou she is feeling hot. He glanced at the AC which was turned off. He was cofused- noone ever dared to turn that thing off. how did that closed down all of a sudden? He looked all over the room to locate the remote control and finally found it in Geet's hands. Maan figured she must have turned it off herself- but why? he questioned himself.
Maan was enjoying Geet's plight and restlessness due to heat. Her face showed signs of tension and anger. She circled around the whole room and suddenly fell on the couch in order to rest when her gaze fell on something. She got up with a smile while Maan was busy trying to figure out that what did she see that she is so happy. He looked at himself to see if he is clearly hidden and yes he was so what was she about to do. He looked at her curiously.
She went and walked over to the biggest curtain in the room. She stood their for a few brief moments. took a deep breath and raised her hands in order to open them. Maan held his breath as Geet threw open the curtains!
Maan closed his eyes as sharp rays of light hit the room and turned the dim-lit study room into a bright gleaming room. He reopened his eyes to catch a new scene, Geet was standing in front of the windows. Within a second she threw them open as well. Now the room was filled with cool and pleasant wind strokes.
He noticed Geet regaining her composure. Her face had a beautiful smile now instead of tension. He saw her closing her eyes as if inhaling all nature around her. He saw her raising her hands and the very next second her dark, silky long hair were loose. Maan stood mesmerized by the sight. His breath got stuck in his throat as the whole room scented just like Geet. Her fragrance filled the entire room, maan inhaled the scent which gave him desirable feel to in hale it all the time...he saw the restlessness disappear and liveliness appear on her face.
His thoughts were clouded by thoughts of just Geet. Maan closed his eyes to control his undefined feelings. All he could think of was her cute acts, childish behaviour and mesmerizing scent. He smiled at himself with eyes still closed when he heard a voice- Chup chup ke mujhe kyun dekh rahe ho?
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