CHAPTER 1. A TALE OF THREE CITIES
First City Hoshiarpur
(Somewhere in the city)
A young girl sat on the floor with her face on her knees. She clutched her knees tightly while drops of tears flowed out of her eyes non stop. She slowly raised her face and glanced around. The room was totally dark except some light coming from the window high up in the wall. She stared at her hands in despair. Her hands were marred with scars, some old and some new. She knew that if someone looked they would find such scars all on her body. She thought; these scars will fade away but what about the scars on her soul. Will they ever go away? Will she always be stuck in this four walled prison? Will anybody help her, save her? Will she never be free? At this thought her tears started flowing again.
She stared at her hands for few more minutes when she noticed a scar on her wrist. She received it by accident when she was small while playing with her cousins. Suddenly a thought stuck her. Her Cousin! He would help her. All she has to do is contact them. She suddenly felt happy and her shouldered straightened up. She will be saved. Then another thought stuck her and her shoulder stumped in defeat. But to be saved, she would have to contact them. And to contact them she has to get out of this prison. How will she do that?
But then she realized that she has to fight, fight for justice, fight for her freedom. She again straightened up her shoulders and determined looked up. "Hey Babaji! Mujhe raasta dikhaao ke main yahaan se nikal sakoon.", she mumbled. She looked at the scar on her wrist and said out loud, "Veere, Geet Handa aa rahi hain tere paas. Geet ka intezaar karna."
Second City Delhi
(Khurana Mansion)
Maan Singh Khurana walked down the steps of the mansion towards the dining table but slowed down as he noticed the three occupants smiling at him politely. Maan Bete! Daal mein kuch kaala hai, Dadima toh har waqt muskurati hain par Dev aur Naintara ka smile karna, kuch to gadbad hain! Maan thought. As he sat down on his seat, his Dadima started serving him his breakfast. Maan's eyebrows rose on their accord as he noticed this new development. Mujhe parosa jaa raha hain; Ab toh such mein kuch gadbad hain, Maan realized. As if on cue, Naintara opened her mouth, "Dadima, kal aapke dost woh Priya Sanyal ke ghar mein kuch function haina?", she asked very sweetly. And Maan realized the plan. Someway or other he was going to be dragged to the function where he will be introduced to some girls for the sake of his marriage. He realized that he has to something and that also fast. Before Dadima could reply back, he started speaking, "Dadima, kalse yaad aaya, kal mera urgent meeting hain Office mein toh main shayad kal raat ko 11 se pehle ghar nahi pahunchoonga." He delivered his blow while smiling at his sister-in-law as if saying I know what you are planning and I won't let you succeed. His Dadima visibly deflated. Maan thought, Inke reaction se toh koi yahi sochega ki maine sanyaasi banne ka faisla liya hain. He shook his head. His Dadima should have been a theatre actress. Just when he had thought that he had won the round, his younger brother opened his mouth. "But Bro, us meeting ke liye to main bhi jaa sakta hoon". Maan glared at his brother. Traitor! He thought while Dadima and Naintara beamed at him as if Dev had handed them a Kohinoor Heera. But Maan Smirked, he was not known as one of the best businessman of Delhi just like that. He Replied, "Lekin tum meeting main gaye toh site pe kaun jayega. Main chaahta hoon ki tum site par ek nazar ghooma do, to be on safer side." Dev meekly nodded while Naintara and Dadima huffed at another plan being flopped. Maan wished them all goodbye and walked out to his car. As he sat in his car, he got a call. He smiled and picked it up. "Haan Arnav, bolo." Arnav as in Arnav Singh Raizada smiled at his reflection on the mirror while talking on Bluetooth and righting his tie with his hands.
Arnav: Bus, Haan Bolo. Na Good Morning, Naahi Hello. Is everything alright?
Maan: Kuch nahi yaar! 3 Musketeers ne phirse meri shadi ka plan kiya. Unse bachke aa raha hoon.
Arnav: Toh Shaadi Karlona! Problem kya hai?
Maan: Itna bol rahe ho! Tum kyon nahi karlete?
Arnav: Meri shaadi toh tum bhool jaao! Mujhe na Shaadi pe vishwas hai na Pyaar pe. Par tumhe toh vishwas hain. Toh Problem Kya hai?
Maan: Shaadi se problem nahi hain par ladkiyon se hain. Sab mere paise se shaadi karna chaahti hain, mujhse nahi. Koi Maan se shaadi kare, Maan Singh Khurana se nahi.
Arnav: Aisi Ladki milna Mushkil hai.
Maan: Maan Singh Khurana ke liye kuch bhi mushkil nahi. Accha! Phone rakhta hoon. Phursat mein milenge. Nani, Mama Mami Ko namaste kehna. Aur Akash, Anjali Di aur Shyam Jiju ko Hi!
Arnav: Ya, Okay! Bye Take care.
Maan smiled and wished that there was someone who would teach Arnav what love truly was. And hoped there was someone who would love him as Maan.
(At Shantivan)
Arnav smirked at his reflection and walked down to have his breakfast. As soon as he sat on his seat, he noticed his Nani showing her thumbs up to Anjali Di and realized what Maan meant by "Unse bachke aa raha hoon" He waited for the drama to begin. Anjali smiled at Shyam and turned towards her Chote. "Chote, hum soch rahe the ke tumhein toh Shaadi nahi karni toh kyun na hum Akash ki Shaadi karaade." Mami straightened her back the moment her son's marriage was mentioned. Everyone sitting around the table very well knew how much Mami wanted a bahu for her son. But Nani had refused stating that Arnav was the eldest in line to get married. Arnav glanced from his Nani to his Di and realized their plan. Afterall he was Maan's best friend. The plan was simple; they expected him to revolt because they thought he wanted to get married but was just not happy with their choice of brides. They didn't know that if it was upto him he would remain bachelor his whole life. Arnav finished his juice and delivered his blow. "Aapne sahi socha hain Di. Akash ke liye aap ladki dekhna shuru kijiye." While saying this he got up from his place and shouting "Chalo Akash" he walked towards his SUV.
On the breakfast table, Shyam tried to cheer up his pregnant wife. Keyword, tried. "Rani sahiba, aap toh sale sahib ko jaanti hain na, who aise hi hain. Aap fikar mat kijiye, sab theek hojayega." But Anjali was not in mood of cheering up. Her Chote was not at all ready to get married. Mama piped up, "Par u ladki ka kaa jon humne Arnav bitwa ke liye Lucknow ma Dhoond rakhi hai?" Mami, worried for her son, cut in "Hello Hi Bye Bye! Woh Girl hum Akash ko dikhai denge, What you say, Sasuma?" Nani nodded her head, "Manorama Sahi keh rahi hain. Hum aaj hi Lucknow ki Kothi tayyar karwa det hain. Anjali Bitiya, tum uu ladki waalon ko bataa karo ki Akash ke rishte ke liye hum sabhai aawat hain."Anjali nodded her head solemnly, still miffed that her Chote was not getting married. She closed her eyes and prayed to Devi Ma, "Hey Devi Ma, Hamare Chote ke Zindagi mein ek aisi ladki bhejo jise dekhte hi who uska ho jaye. Ma, Mere Chote ki black and white zindagi ko colourful kardo. Usmein Khushi bhar do."
Third City Lucknow
(Khushi's House)
"Arrey, Oh Sanka Devi!", a voice roared throughout the house of Mr. Shashi Gupta, who fortunately was not in the house. But unfortunate were the members of the house, a certain Mrs. Garima Gupta and a beautiful Miss. Payal Kumari Gupta who visibly reacted by closing their ears with their hands while praying to Devi Maiyya to save the so called Sanka Devi. And the Sanka Devi in Question, a certain Miss. Khushi Kumari Gupta reacted by turning around huffing a bit and questioning her Devi Maiyya why had this darling Bua decided to visit her Shashi Babua now, and went back to her work. The mother ' daughter duo, Garima and Payal slowly poked their heads into kitchen, had a look around, shook their head and turned back to their work, while a confused Bua looked around the kitchen counter which was littered with nothing but Jalebis and noticed that the Parmeshwari had actually gone on to make more Jalebis. "Haiyye Re, Nand Kisore! Arrey, Oh Titaliya, Ee Sab Jalebian kaahe banaawat ho? Ka Hua? Ab kisne tori Sanak Khiska di?" questioned Bua to which Khushi huffed and replied, "Arrey Buaji! Hum kya hamesha ghusse mein hi Jalebi banaayen kya? Khushi mein nahi bana sakti?" Bua looked confused, "Khushi, Kaunsi Khushi ki baat kar rahi ho Titaliya?" Enquired Bua. Khushi turned around, hugged her bua and spoke, "Jiji ko dekhne ladkewale aa rahe hain, is Khushi mein hum jalebi bana rahe hain." Bua shook her head and told her, "Par bitiya rishta toh ho jaane do." Bua turned around and walked towards the living room and Khushi followed her. Khushi directly went to her sister pulled her up and made her stand in front of Bua and said, "Kyon rishta nahi hoga? Hamaari jiji mein kami kya hai jo woh unhe manaa karde? Dekhna jiji ko dekhte hi who jhat se haan kardenge." Saying Khushi hugged her sister and sang, "Meri pyari beheniya banegi Dulhaniya" to which Payal blushed and ran away to her room and Garima laughed softly.
This was the scene to which Shashi Gupta returned, his sister holding her head, his wife laughing softly, his elder daughter Payal blushing and his younger daughter Khushi giggling and fooling around. He still remembered the day Khushi had come into his house. Khushi's father Arvind Pandey and mother Shobha Pandey had died in a car accident when she was 8 years old and Khushi was to go to Allahabad to her Mother's Sister Suhasini Kashyap's house. But Suhasini and Pravin Kashyap already had a daughter - Lavanya and were also facing money problems. And that is when Shobha's Best friend Garima had stepped in. As Garima and Shashi Gupta also had a daughter but no money problems, they decided to adopt Khushi. Shashi fell in love with sweet little Khushi after meeting her first time. Even though Bua took time to adjust with her, later on she also fell in love in Khushi too. After two three years, Suhasini died due to cancer, amd left Lavanya motherless. Again Garima stepped in and gave the girl a mother's love. Pretty soon Garima became Amma to three daughters ' Eldest in line simple and mature Payal, Second in line Chatpati and Dreamy Lavanya and Youngest of all Full of fun and crazy ideas Khushi.
Shashi was stopped from reminicising by Khushi who went came running towards holding the Jalebis. "Bauji, hum yeh sab Jalebian Mohalle mein baant aate hain. Waisi bhi sabko pata chalna chahiye ki hamaari jiji ke liye Dilli se Rajkumar ka rishta aa raha hain." Khushi practically shouted. Shashi smiled and replied, " Who sab toh theek hain bitiya par kya tumne apni behen ko ee baat batayi hain? Lavanya aur Pravin ka bhi haq banta hain yeh khabar jaanneka." Khushi slapped her forehead and replied, "Hey Devi Maiyya! Humme laga tha ki hum kuch bhool rahe hain. Hum abhi unse baat karte hain." Khushi did an about turn and ran towards the phone. She picked it up and dialed the number. After two rings the phone was picked up. Khushi spoke, "Hello, hum Khushi bol rahe hain." To which she got the reply, "Haan Chamkeeli, mein Lavanya bol rahi hoon. Bolo kaisi ho? Ghar mein sab theek to hain na? Mausaji theek to hai na?"
Khushi: Haan Baba, sab theek hain. Aap chinta mat kijiye. Hum aap sab se ek khush khabri dena chahte hain. Payal jiji ko lene Delhi ke shehjaade aa rahe hain.
Lavanya: Kya? Shehjaade? Tum kya bol rahi ho Khushi? Mujhe kuch samajh nahi aa raha tum kya bol rahi ho.
Khushi: Hey Devi Maiyya! Humara matlab hain ki Jiji ke liye Dilli se rishta aa raha hain.
Lavanya: Kya? Yeh toh Bahut acchi khabar hai. Mujhe vishwas nahi ho raha hain. Payal jiji ki Shaadi! Abhi toh tum 8 saal ki aur main 10 saal ki thi aur woh 12 saal ki aur main aap sab se pehli baar mili thi. Aur ab unki shaadi ho jayegi. Woh hum sab ko chod ke chale jaayenge.
Khushi suddenly realized that her sister will leave her and she visibly deflated.
Khushi: Haan! Ab jiji chali jayengi.
Lavanya realized that jiji will leave them and Khushi will be alone soon. In an effort to cheer Khushi up, Lavanya spoke, " Tumhein yaad hai Khushi kaise tum mujhe sataati thi?"
Khushi: Haan! Aur aap humein chamkeeli kehke chidhhaati thi aur hum roti hui Jiji ke paas jaati thi. Aur woh humein aur aapko ko kitna daant ti thi. Aap toh jaise Payal jiji ki Parchhaayi thi.
Lavanya: Aur tum meri. Aaj bhi mujhe tum sab se acchi tarah samajhti ho.
Khushi: Aur aap Payal jiji ko. Accha ab hum phone rakhte hain. Hume bahut kaam hai.
Lavanya: Theek hai. Bye. Apna khyal rakhna.
Khushi: Aap bhi.
Khushi put down the phone and went on to do her work happily. She prayed to her Devi Maiyya, "Hey Devi Maiyya! Meri Payal Jiji Aur Lavanya Di ko khush rakhna aur unhein apne sapnon ka raajkumar dena. Aur rahi baat hamaari toh, humein toh koi aisa bhejna jo apne parivar se bahut pyar kare aur hamesha unhein khush rakhein, jaise hum sabko rakhte hain."
How was it, guys?
Edited by Analeez11 - 13 years ago
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