MG - Tailor Made - Chapter 18 + Epilogue 09.11.12 - Page 19

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Chapter 11: Dinner Date

Maan had prepared for the dinner. He kept checking on everything and looked at his watch. 6.55pm, the last time he checked it was 6.54pm. Every minute passed so slowly. The door opened and Geet came in. Maan stood up and couldn't take his eyes off her. She came in wearing a turquoise colour sari. It was simple with heavy work on the blouse and with a beautiful design on the border. She had applied little make up and was wearing long danglers matching to her outfit. She felt Maan's gaze on her and kept looking to the floor. The waiter escorted her to the table and left her there alone with Maan. There was a minute's break where Maan was staring at her and she was looking to the floor.

"Kya hume aise hi khara rehna hai? (Are we just going to stand like this?)", she asked sweetly. Maan came out of the trance when Geet spoke and quickly made her sit.

"Geet, I have never in my life seen anyone as beautiful as you." Geet blushed.

"Thank you." Maan had prepared all sorts of topics to talk on but now his mind was blank. Even Geet who never had a problem talking was silent. She had to think about the note. The words 'I have special feeling for you' crept up in her mind and she wanted to know how much he liked her.

"Geet, let's order the food." They ordered and both were quiet. For some time Maan kept trying to start a conversation but he broke off even before he started. The last thing he wanted was to end up upsetting her. Geet wondered why he was not saying anything. Was he still wondering if she had forgiven him or not?

"Sir, maine aapko maaf kiya. Ab toh kuch bolye. (Sir, I forgave you. Now atleast say something.)"

"Haan, thank you Geet. I really didn't mean to upset you. I realised later that you are not like other girls who like being kissed by me." He bit his tongue, oh shit.

"Toh aap har kisi ladki ko kiss karte hain? (You mean you kiss all girls?)", she asked clearly hurt.

"NO, I meant they might like it. You are the first person I kissed." He crossed his fingers under the table. He hated to lie but Geet's mind was so simple that complicated things would get even more complicated if she tried to understand them.

After dinner Maan asked Geet for a dance. She agreed and Maan held her as close to him as possible. She looked down on the floor as the closeness to Maan was making her feel something special. She had never felt like this and she liked it.

"Sir, ek baat poochu? (Sir, can I ask something?)" Geet asked after some time.

"Ok, lekin mujhe sir nahin Maan kahon. (Ok, but call me Maan, sot sir.)"

"Theek hain. Aap ne jo note bheja tha… (Fine, you know you send me the note…)"

"Note?"

"Haan, woh flower arrangement se sorry bola tha tab aap ne note bhi bheja tha na. (Yes, the one you send with the flower arrangement to apologize.)"

'Oh no, Adi ne note likha tha us din kyun ki main jaldi mein khud karna bhool gaya. Ab us ne exactly kya likha tha muje kya pata? (Oh no, Adi wrote that note because I forgot to do it in a hurry. Now how shall I know what he wrote?)' Maan thought.

"Us note ka kya? (What about that note?)"

"Did you really mean what you wrote in it?"

'Now what to tell? Adi ne mujhe bola kyun nahin ke us ne kya likha? (Why didn't Adi tell me what he wrote?)'

"Of course."

"Ek baar phir se kahin na… (Say it again one more time…)" Geet asked shyly.

'Hell, what to do now?'

"Kyun Geet, jo likha tha wo clear nahin tha? (Why, wasn't it clear enough?)"

"Nahin. Aap ne vaguely likha, mujhe clearly jaan na hain… (No. You wrote it so vaguely, I want to know clearly…)" Geet felt even shyer and blushed. Maan looked at her.

'She is shy and blushing. What did Adi write in that note?'

"Geet, tum hi guess karo please. (Geet, just guess.)" She shook her head. Maan lifted her chin and made her look towards him.

"Can't you see it in my eyes?" She looked into his eyes, his beautiful caramel coloured eyes and saw only her self. 'Geet, in mein tu hi to dikhi gi na. Tera chehra reflect jo karrahe hain. (Geet, you will see yourself only na, afterall his eyes are replecting you.)'

"Aap apne mu se kaho na please. (Say it with your mouth, please.)" She tried again. Maan took a deep breath and tried his luck. In both ways he feared to loose her but this might just work. He pulled her closer, cupped her face and gave her a deep and very loving kiss. Geet put her hand slowly and gently on his neck. 'Mamma ne kaha tha ke kiss karne mein koi baat nahin na to yeh bhi chalta hain, haina? Waise bhi mujhe yeh bohut pasand hain' (Mamma said that there is no problem in kissing and anyways, I like it very much.) was Geet's thought.

'She is not crying and hasn't pushed me away. She even put her hand on my neck. I think it is working' Maan thought.

'This is Maan Singh Khurana isn't it? And he is kissing a girl that, too, with so much love? Do I smell something here?' everyone else thought who was watching them.

There was a huge round of applause and Maan and Geet broke the kiss. They looked around and realised that they were still on the dance floor. They were standing in a spot light and Geet felt really shy now. She buried herself in Maan's chest and he held her close walking to the exit. Geet was still hugging him tight.

"Geet, look at me please." She shook her head. He slowly made her release her grip and lifted her chin.

"I love you Geet. Main tumse bohut pyaar karta hu. Kya tum bhi…? (I love you a lot. And you…?)" She nodded. Maan left it at this. For today this was sufficient. Now next thing was to do was to talk to Rano as soon as possible.

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Chapter 12: Old Wound

Rano looked at Maan. He was nervous and she could make out sweat droplets on his forehead.

"Maan, jo kehna hain wo khul ke kaho. Mujhe apni maa samajte ho na? (Maa, speak freely. Think of me as your own mother.)"

"Ji. Actually mujhe Geet pasan hain' (Actually, I really like Geet')" Rano tried to make a confused face. Archana and Dadi were hiding behind the curtains just as Rajji, Pinky, Burger and even Adi.

"Haan to, Geet hain hi itni pyaari. Har koi pasand karta hain usse. (Of course, she is so sweet after all. Everyone likes her.)" Maan rubbed his temple, now how to say this. Rano sensed that Maan was having difficulties saying it so she made it easier.

"Jo ladka maine uske liye dekh rakha hain wo bhi bohut pasan karta hain usse. Lakho main ek hain. Geet ko humeshe khush rakhe ga. (Even the boy whom I have chosen for her likes her a lot. He is one in a million. He will always keep Geet happy.)"

"NO. Aap Geet ki shaadi kisi aur ke saat nahin karsakte. Main us se pyaar karta hu, please aunty, please' (NO. You can't get Geet married off to someone else. I love her a lot, please aunty, please.)" Maan was on his knees, pleading but Rano still kept a straight face.

"Accha to yeh baat hain. Aur Geet? Abhi us se pooch ti hu. GEET. (So this is the matter. And Geet? I will ask her herself. GEET.)" Geet had been waiting to be called.

"Ji mamma?"

"Geet, kya tum Maan se pyaar karti ho? (Geet, do you love Maan?)" Geet nodded shyly.

"Us se shaadi karogi? (Will you marry him?)" Again there was a nod.

"YUHOO" Everyone came out of their hiding and congratulating each other. Dadi and Archana congratulated Rano. Maan was confused and so was Geet.

"Dadi, mom, what are you guys doing here?"

"Arre mera budhu beta. (My sweet dumbo dear.) We all played cupid to get you two together. It was hard work mind you to make you fall for Geet and the other way round."

"Yes, you didn't even notice how Pinky and I helped you find Beryy's and how we stole the last prize at Geet's party." Burger admitted. Rano hugged her daughter. She was happy that she got what she had wished for. While the three ladies were discussing the date for their engagement, Maan took Geet to a deserted corridor.

"Geet, ab yeh sab log humari shaadi ke bare mein bhi baat karrahe hain. Are you happy? (Geet, now everyone is talkngi about our wedding. Are you happy?)"

"Very much."

"Good. Now say you love me."

"But you know na."

"I want to hear it from your mouth, just like yesterday."

'Hai Babaji, yeh to kitne seedhe seedhe mu pe kiss maang rahe hain.' (Oh lord, he is asking for a kiss so directly.) She shook her head.

"Oh come on. This is not fair. Please." Maan made a pleading face and came a little closer to her. Geet waited a second and kissed Maan hard on the lips before hiding her face in her hands. 'Wow, I just wanted her to say I love you but this is definitely better. Ok let's tease her a little.'

"Geet, I just wanted you to say I love you, just as I did yesterday."

Geet removed her hands.

"Kya? Sirf I love you kehna tha? Aur main aap ko kiss kardiya? (What? You just wanted to hear I love you? And I kissed you?)"

"Koi baat nahin. Abhi de diya hain to ek aur dedo. (No problem. Since you given me one, give me one more.)"

"Nahin, aap to dusht daanav hain. Seedhe seedhe bol nahin saktethe? (No, you are a Dusht Daanav. Couldn't you say that directly.)"

"Dusht Daanav? Geet main tumhara hone wala pati hu aur tum mujhe Dusht daanav bularahi ho? (Dusht Daanav? Geet, I am soon to be your hubby and you are callign me Dusht Daanav? )" He was amused but made an angry face.

"Haan. Waise to main aap ko 'Refund customer' bulati hu lekin aaj se dusht daanav kahuhgi. (Yes, I usually call you 'Rafund Customer' but from now on I will call you Dusht Daanav.)"

"Refund customer? Woh kyun? (Why that?)"

"Jab bhi main aap se milti hu, mujhe refund ke liye ladna jaana parta hain. (Because everytime I meet you, I have to fight for a refund for you.)" Maan laughed.

Dadi and Archana were overjoyed. Their plan had worked amazingly and Maan was finally getting married.

"Archana, hume Shekhar aur Dev ko bhi bulana chahiye. (Archana, I think we should call Shekhar nad Dev, too.)" Dadi said to Archana when they were picking a design for the invitation card. Archana's smile vanished within a second.

"Kyun maa? Jab woh log hume apna nahin maante to hum kyun unhe yaad karre? Aur aaj tak kabhi Shekhar ne mur ke humari taraf dekha? (Why mom? When they don't think of us then why shall we think of them? And did Shekhar even look back once at us?)" Dadi was going to reply when she saw Maan. It was best not to let him come to know they were talking about his father.

Geet took Rajji with her to Beryy's.

"Mr Beryy, yeh lijiye. Meri sagai hain kuch hi dino main aur main chahti hu ke aap bhi aae. (Take this, Mr Beryy. I want you to come to my engagement in a few days.)" Ron took the invitation card from Geet. Since he had laid his eyes on this cute and bubbly girl he always felt that the emptiness in him was filling in.

"Aur yeh kaun hain? Tumhari dost? (And who is this? Your friend?)" He indicated towards Rajji. Funny enough both had never met before. Geet and Rano had vivisted the store often but Rajji was either busy with studies or worked at the shop and had little time to check out Beryy's.

"Yeh? Yeh to meri behain hain, Rajji. (This? She is my sister Rajji.)"

"Behain? Ise to kabhi yaha nahin dekha. (Sister? I have never seen her before.)" Ron asked a little confused.

"Woh kya haina ke yeh ya to kaam karti hain yah phir parhain. (It might be because she is eitehr working or studying.)" Ron told them to wait as he quickly gave his engraver some instructions and came back to them after a minute.

"Take this Rajji. I gave the same one to Geet and your mother." He held out a little box and Rajji jumped in joy. Both thanked him and left.

Ron watched the retreating figures. He wondered if it was the right time now. He didn't want to be too late. She might say no.

Dadi tried her luck again. She knew her son wasn't worth much. She had disowned him for leaving with Maan's nanny, Pammi. The worst part was Archana. She had been there for him all her life and this was the way he treated her.

"Please maa, I can't do this." Archana had broken down.

"I can't see the face of that woman. It is Maan's wedding and I do not want him to be unhappy." Maan heard noises from his Dadi's room. He wanted to pass but stopped when he heard his mother cry.

"I understand Archana, but it will only be one day. He is Maan's father after all and Dev is his brother. As for Pammi'"

"NO NEED TO CALL THEM" Maan opened the door and was fuming with anger. He went to his mother and consoled her.

"They are dead for us Dadi. I can forget how they treated me but not what he had done to maa. I do not want to see her in pain." Dadi gave up. Maan was right. It would be painful and if this reunion was only going to bring pain then there was no point.

"Maan?" Geet entered Maan's study. He opened his eyes and a small smile formed on his lips. Geet could see that he was not in a good mood. 'Hai Babaji, ab main apni baat kaise karungi?' (Oh lord, how will I talk to him now?)

"Kya hua Maan? (What happened Maan?)" She asked while getting closer. Maan made her sit on his lap and held her tight.

"Kuch nahin hua. (Nothing happened.)"

"Jooth. (Lie.)" He smiled. Geet was going to be part of this family soon and she had a right to know.

"Dadi mere papa aur bhai ko bhi bulana chahti thi humari shaadi mein. (Dadi wants to invite my brother and father for the wedding.)"

"Papa? Kaha hain aap ke papa? (Father, where is he?)"

"Woh apni wife aur bete Dev ke saath Canada mein rehte hain. (He lives in Canada with his wife and son Dev.)"

"Aap phir itne upset kyun hain? (Then why are you so upset?)" Geet thought his parents had a normal divorce.

"Tum nahin samaj rahin. Mere liye woh log mar chuke hain. (You are not understanding. They are dead for me now.)I only have Dadi, maa and Vicky in my life now."

"Aisa kya hogaya ke aap ko wo itne na pasand hain? (Why do you dislike him so much?)"

"My dad cheated on my mom with my nanny. He had an affair with her behind my mother's back. You know what the worst part is? He had Dev with that woman and after that Vicky with my mom. Shortly after my mom told him he was going to be father again, he left for Canada. A few weeks later he wrote her a letter saying he was happy with Pammi and their two year old son Dev and he wished for a divorce. I will never forget what my mother went through, Geet." Geet understood now. She caressed his hair.

"Why did you come here?" he asked her after some time. Geet's hands were doing some magic to him, it had a soothing effect. Geet bit her lip, maybe she shouldn't tell him now. Maan looked at Geet.

"Come on, tell me. What is bothering you?" Geet told him hesitantly.

"WHAT?" Maan almost jumped up but couldn't because Geet was on his lap.

"And'and what did she reply?"

"Abhi to kuch nahin kaha. Woh to jab se wapa aae hain ro rahin hain. Mujhe laga ke main aap se keh du. (Nothing till now. She is just cryign since she came back. I thought of telling you.)" Maan nodded. He took Geet with him and also his mother. Dadi was at her kitty party.

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