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Chapter 31

Maan - "Did you give bike a look over"

Mr. Singh laughed – "Sir, why do I need that"

Maan glared at him so he explained further – "Sir, this buyer is an ace biker and knows everything about this bike in and out. Jab unhone khud hi inspection karni hai toh mein kyon time waste karoon…meri toh suni kahan hai unhone. Bahut pyaar hai bikes se unhein aur is model mein toh jaan basi hai. Aap dekhiyega sir, how impressed you will be."

[Sir, this buyer is an ace biker and knows everything about this bike in and out. When she has to inspect herself then why should I waste my time in doing the same…She is not going to listen what I say in this matter. She has lot of love for bikes and her life stays in this model specially. You see sir, how impressed you will be.]

Maan - "I am in hurry Mr. Singh and frankly speaking this is just a formality for me."

"I understand sir…well dekhiye madam bhi aa gayi"

Maan was little surprised to hear madam but was completely shocked when he turned around. Daadima was confused at his expressions and so she turned around as well to see an over excited Geet.

"Singh Uncle….kaise ho tussi. Aap sach keh rahe ho…I hope you are not pulling my leg. Oh my God…my fav bike, in good condition and in my budget"

Geet just hugged Mr. Singh and then danced her eyebrows– "kithe haigi"

[Where is it?]

"Geet puttar…saans toh le le…bike bhi dikhata hoon. Pehle tu sir se mil le because inhe thodi jaldi hai. He will sign the papers to sell and then you can see the bike and depending on the condition quote your price."

[Geet daughter…at least breathe…I will show you the bike also. First you come and meet sir because he is in a little hurry. He will sign the papers to sell and then you can see the bike and depending on the condition quote your price.]

Geet nodded excitingly but smile turned to shock when she saw Maan and Daadima staring at her.

She gulped hard – "Daadima…Maan"

She smiled forcibly – "Singh uncle…tusi bhi kitna mazaak karte ho. Rahul..haan Rahul bike assess karega…after all he is buying na….main toh bas isliye aayi hoon because he is not in town..hai na…right"

[Singh uncle…you joke too much. Rahul...Yes Rahul will assess the…after all he is buying….I have just come because he is not in town...Right]

Mr. Singh was very confused – "Ki hoya tujhe. Lagta hai bike ki khushi mein aisa bol rahi hai."

[What happened to you? I think it is out of her happiness after seeing the bike]

He totally ignored Geet's pleading face as he continued in his salesman mode – "Oh yeh toh nahi soch rahi ki ladki samajh ke sir bike nahi sell karnege. Don't worry. Yeh Mr. Khurana hai…well know industrialist and he just wants to sell his old bike."

[Oh, I hope you are not thinking that sir will not sell the bike because you are a girl. Don't worry. He is Mr. Khurana…well know industrialist and he just wants to sell his old bike.

"Mr. Khurana…you don't worry. I know it is little unconventional but Geet puttar is the best biker I know of in Delhi. As a matter of fact she is the winner of Delhi Bike Club's stunt race for last three years and knows in and out of this bike's engine. Your bike will be in safe hands."

Maan nodded – "Oh really!!! How interesting!!!"

Geet just came forward knowing she was royally screwed.

"Daadima…please I am sorry. Woh I know you don't expect this and I promise, main aage se aisa nahi karungi. Mom dad ne mujhe samjhaya bhi tha that I should leave all this after marriage but I just…I am really sorry."

[Daadima…please I am sorry. I know you don't expect this and I promise, I will not do this again. Mom dad had explained to me that I should leave all this after marriage but I just…I am really sorry.]

Savitri Devi was now over the initial shock. She smiled shaking her head as how innocent her daughter in law was at heart. She cupped Geet's face – "Yeh app kya keh rahi hain Geet…hum yeh kabhi nahi cahenge ki is marriage ki wajah se aap koi bhi compromise karo…hum aapko khush dekhna chahte hain beta. If you like riding a bike, humein koi aitraaz nahi hai. For me you are just like Maan. If he can have it, you can have it too beta."

[What are you saying Geet…I will never want you to compromise on anything just because you are married…I just want to see you happy. I have no problem if you like riding a bike. For me you are just like Maan. If he can have it, you can have it too beta.]

"Sach Daadima…aap sach keh rahi hain"

Daadima nodded and Geet just hugged her tight. Tears spilled through her eyes seeing Daadima's love for her.

Mr. Singh was thoroughly confused by now – "Mujhe kuch samajh nahi aa raha hai"

[I am not able to understand any thing]

Maan decided to speak finally – "Well Mr. Singh, you see Geet is Mrs. Geet Maan Singh Khurana and like an enigma, we are just discovering the true layers hidden inside her."

Geet wiped her tears and made a face hearing Maan's sarcastic comment – "Yeh lo…ab duniya ke hisaab se chalo toh bhi inhe problem hai."

[See…now he has a problem even if I behave according to social norms.]

Maan glared at her – "Mujhe problem hai…"

[I have a problem…]

Daadima intervened – "Stop it both of you…well I guess, it is now decided that we don't want to sell the bike as Geet doesn't need to buy something which is already hers. So ghar chalein."

Both Geet and Maan nodded their heads.

Mr. Singh was disappointed that his commission was lost but at the same time he did not mind much as Geet was very close to him.

They reached home and as they entered inside, Maan saw Geet fidgeting and fingering her hair mercilessly (dupatta nahi pehna tha na…she was wearing jeans 😆)

Maan cleared his throat – "Ahem Ahem…kya baat hai Geet…kuch kehna hai."

[Ahem Ahem…what is the matter Geet…do you want to say anything?]

Geet looked at him and shook her head in denial and then nodded it in acceptance. Maan just waited for her to speak – "Woh…woh…bike wahi chod ke aa gaye hum?"

[Woh…Woh…we left the bike there only.]

Maan looked at her cute face with a complaining pout and worried lines on her forehead for her darling bike. Maan chuckled inside at the thought of her hidden love for bikes and had an urge to just pull her in a tight hug and kiss those pouting lips.

"Maan…control…"

"It hasn't been used for quite some time. Mr. Singh will service it and send it home later."

Geet's eyes widened in horror – "What!!!...no….no one will touch my bike. Maine itni mehnat se saare parts change kiye hain…tune kiye hain. Meri ek mahine ki mehnat pe paani phir jayega. Pata hai kitni mushkil se I have brought it to this condition. Hey Babaji…koi aise rakhta hai apni bike ko. Aur ab dekho…koi kadar hi nahi. How can a mechanic…."

[What!!!...no….no one will touch my bike. I have changed all the parts with so much hard work…tuned them. My one month worth of effort will go waste. I only know with how much effort I have brought it to this condition. Hey Babaji…how can someone keep their bike in such a state. And now see…there is no value only. How can a mechanic….]

Geet stopped her rant in the middle as she saw both Maan and Daadima looking at her with narrowed eyes. Maan folded his hands on his chest waiting for her to explain.

"So you knew about the bike. You have been working on it and it is in a drivable position?"

Geet gulped again. She looked at the ground and stammered but knew there was no way out –"Woh….I found it out one night. I just could not leave it in that shape!!!" She looked at Maan with an accusatory glance and then swiftly looked down seeing his glare.

"I mean, I always dreamt of owning a HONDA VFR1200F bike one day. Had..had a fight with dad when he bought Rahul's fav brand and so…when I saw it, I just couldn't resist. I fixed it in nights after everyone slept and….and took it for drives also."

By now Maan was really amazed at this girl's cheekiness and was further shocked when she accepted – "I bribed guards with ladoos so that they don't mention it to anyone. I didn't know whose bike it was and I am sorry. I should have taken the permission."

Before Maan could react Daadima asked her a little reproachfully– "Matlab ghar mein bike hote hue you went to purchase another one…aur yeh bike kharid ke app kya karti?"

[That means knowing that there was a bike at home, you went to purchase another one…and what would have you done after buying it?]

Geet still looked down and answered in a low voice – "I would have kept it at HM and driven it only when I went there…woh Dad ne shaadi ke baad mana kiya tha bike chalane ke liye…isiliye…sachi Daadima…par mujhe permission leni chaiye thi…I am sorry"

[I would have kept it at HM and driven it only when I went there…Dad had asked me not to drive bike after marriage…that is why only…Daadima…but I know I should have taken permission…I am sorry]

Maan let a sigh out as he studied her – "Yeh ladki kaisi hai. She has no expectations from anyone and phir bhi khush rehne ke bahane dhund leti hai. Jab mere fayde ki baat hogi toh saare haq jata ti hai aur jab khud ki baari hoti hai toh kuch kehti hi nahi."

[What kind of a girl she is? She has no expectations from anyone but still she finds out ways of staying happy. When it is about me, she will remind me of all her rights and when it is about her she doesn't say anything.]

He came closer and lifted her face by putting a finger below her chin – "As Daadima said, you don't need to compromise just because you are married. Also, you don't need to take permission Geet. Yes, it would have been nice if you had mentioned but not because you need to. Tumne hi mujhse kaha tha ki jo kuch bhi mera hai, ab tumhaara bhi ahi. You are part of this family and it belongs to you as much it belongs to anyone. But haan, I would have still liked if you had mentioned this because I am worried for your security. Agar kuch ho jaata tumehin toh. If I had woken up and found you missing toh meri toh jaan hi nikal…mera matlab…you go for ride when you want to. It is your bike. But please go after telling someone and during the day when it is safer. Please…itna kar sakti ho tum mere liye…haan Geet"

[As Daadima said, you don't need to compromise just because you are married. Also, you don't need to take permission Geet. Yes, it would have been nice if you had mentioned but not because you need to. You only once said that whatever is mine is also yours. You are part of this family and it belongs to you as much it belongs to anyone. But yes, I would have still liked if you had mentioned this because I am worried for your security. If something had happened to you? If I had woken up and found you missing, I would have felt lifele…I mean…you go for ride when you want to. It is your bike. But please go after telling someone and during the day when it is safer. Please…can you do that much for me…hmmm Geet?]

Geet just nodded her head and was amazed at the concern and softness she saw in his eyes.

Daadima studied the scene in front of her and thought it was best time to intervene before her grandson carried away too much – "Ahem Ahem"

Maan removed her finger which was still underneath her chin and Geet blushed looking down at the floor again.

Daadima just smiled and all three settled for tea/coffee

Note: You guys will have to wait for few more updates for Maaneet bike ride…but I promise it will happen.

Precap – Depends on Ash (Kawaii_Geet) as she may do the next chapter. 😛

Yiiipppeee !!! Am the first one !!! Awesome update di !!!! My guess was right too !!!!!! Geet was the customer !!! Poor geet tried to escape using Rahul but failed !!!! 😆 Loved how geet replied for all the questions by daadi and Maan !!!! Maan was really cute when he blabbered his heart to geet !!!! 😆 Loved it di !!!!!

awesome update

fabulous n i m eagerly waiting for maaneet bike ride

lovely update..

love it wating for next ❤️👍🏼