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PART 2
" Who the f**k are you ?" Geet shouted at the weirdly dressed man in her bed. Last time she checked it was her all alone in the damn whole house.
Her hysterical shouting seemed to have least effect on him as he very slowly and steadily opened his eyes to observe the surroundings.Geet looked at him with dropped jaws he had the nerve to crash in her house and now when she is shouting he gave a sh*t to her.
" is this what your dress code to rob others' house " she asked giving her most deadly glare.
" ji ? " (yes?) he said casually as if she was asking if it was raining.
" who the hell are you dude.? You crashed in my house you bl**y thief and now giving me those innocent looks . And for god's sake what is it with the dress ? " she asked annoyed. He was wearing black over sized pants that geet would prefer for dance classes and his sleeveless shirt was probably inspired from Kancheepuram sarees. He had dog chain looking thing around his neck and had red tilak on forehead. Typical 19th century types. Is he from some drama sets?
" aap kya keharahe hai? " ( what are you saying? ) he said looking at her as if she grew third head.
" aap ? " ( you ) she gave him a mocking look.
" do u think this innocent act could save you ? listen dude " she pointed her finger to him " just spit out why you are here and what you stole " she said
He slowly moved from the bed and looked around trying to register things.
" yeh hum kahan hai ? " ( where am i ? )
" in hell for sure " she remarked.
He turned to look at her. His gaze travelled from top to bottom. Geet looked at herself she was wearing a knee length pink dress with one arm strap.
" yeh aap kya pehane hain " ( what are you wearing? ) he turned his back to her
" aise kapde humare desh ki ladkiyon ko shoba nahi deta" he said
( this dress doen't suit out country women )
Geet chuckled hearing his language and seeing his behavior.
" out from drama club, aren't you ?" she asked laughing
" yeh aap kya bolrahi hai ? " he asked
( what are you saying? )
" don't know hindi ? " she asked going in front of him he instantly turned to the other side
" aap kapade pehaniye " he said uncomfortably
( wear some clothes )
Geet began to laugh holding her stomach and fell on the bed.
" tum english nahi bolte ? " she asked
( you don't know english? )
" hum sirf Hindi bolte hai " he said proudly
( i talk only Hindi )
" so where i mean ghar kahan ? " geet wasn't that fluent in hindi her second language being French but she could definitely know enough to survive.
" Badi mandir ke paas " he said
( near temple)
" what badi mandir? " she asked
" Hum raja ke haveli ke paas rehate hai " he said
( i live near palace)
" woh ho you sound like you are from last century " geet said laughing
" aap ajeeb baat kyun karte hai ? " he asked
( why are you talking wired ? "
" what me ajeeb? You are ajeeb stupid " she was offended and turned him to look at her he immediately averted his gaze .
" its not that i m standing naked in front of you " she said irritated " tum kya 1880 se ho ? "
( are you like from 1880 ) she joked
" us keliye toh ab 10 saal baki hai" he said innocently
( 10 more years more for that )
Geet looked at him with horror then she busted into laughter.
" kidding aren't you " she asked but stopped laughing seeing his blank expression.
" tum kis saal se ho ? " she asked keeping her eyes fixed on him
( what year are you from? )
" 1870 kyun? " he said casually
" you must be freaking kidding me right " she said
" ji? "
" this is 2013 for christ sake " she said now it is his time to feel the earth around him twist.
" tum 1870 se ho ? " she asked
( you are from 1870? )
They both were now sitting on the couch facing each other. Geet now was wearing a over sized three-forth and shirt but that didn't seem to reduce his awkwardness.
" hum Raja Saraswathichandra ke rajya se hai " he said lifting his head in pride
( i m from highness Saraswathichandra's dynasty )
"yeah i m from Man Mohan Singh or no ...no... Sonia Gandhi dynasty should i say " she said unsure well ignore political satire though .
" naam kya hai ? " she asked
( what is your name? )
" Senathipati Manvendra Singh Rajput " he said
" thats quiet a big name anyways milke acha laga Mr.Maanvendra ... Mein geet " she extended her hand with a smile.
" hum aapke haath nahi pakad sakte " he said sternly
( i can't touch your hand )
" you know what i really started to believe that you are telling me the truth seeing that you don't even want to shake hands " she said thoughtfully
" aap ke basha humein samaj nahi aati " maan said
( i don't understand your language)
" forget it " she said grabbing her laptop from the side table
Geet connected the data card and typed King Saraswathichandra in small white search box of google homepage.
" yeh kya hai " maan asked looking at the small box on her lap amused.
" only way to survive tension free .umm ... jadoo " she added
(ummm... magic)
Maan's eye widened in shock when he saw his King's painting on the box which looked better than it was in the palace .It looked more clear .
" Raja " he mumbled . He stood immediately with due respect.
" what? " geet asked
" hum unke saamne bait nahi sakte " he said
( i can't sit in front of him )
Geet rolled her eyes and pulled him to the couch. Maan looked her shocked. No girl has ever touched him. She not only touched him but pulled him near and seemed least bothered touching a male. Geet by now was successful in finding a website that gave information about ' Senathipati Maanvendra Singh Rajput'.
" yeh hum hai " maan exclaimed joyfully
( its me )
Geet skipped most of the introductory part about his life and career and came to the end of the page.
" ...Sources says that Maanvendra who was trusted friend of King saraswathichadra fell into the displeasure of Raja Guru Vidyananth by feeding a prisoner who was sentenced death by starving. Apparently Raja Guru cursed him saying that as his humanity forced him to help the prisoner he would turn into a stone that poses no feeling. Later on pleading from well wishers of Raja Guru declared that Maanvendra may return to life when someone seeks help from his mere stone appearance because he was punished for helping someone who asked for it. It is also believed that soon after this incident Maanvendra 'The stone' was thrown into sea by his enemy Dushyant who was in love with Maanvendra's Fiance Savitri. According to the historians no traces of maanvendra's life after that dreadful event was recorded some believe that he still lives in the stone and others say he was brutally killed by Dushyant when he returned after years."
Geet read the article twice to digest the fact and once more to actually understand it. She turned to look at maan who was busy observing himself in the screen.
" you freaking from the past " get said in the unbelievable tone that made maan quiet uncomfortable with her stare and all
" humare shraap katam hogaya aur yeh sab aapke wajese . hum aapke aabhari hai " he said
( my curse ended because of you and i m grateful )
" you mean i m Aladdin and you are my genie ? " she said grinning like three year old baby
" jo bhi aap kahenge hum karenge " he said as if she understood what she wanted to ask
( i ll do whatever you say )
" thats gonna be fun " geet smiled
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So yeah bear with my Hindi and other things about History
I hope you now know about maan's story and there is a lot to it in future
Any doubts free feel to ask
Don't judge my hindi by now you all know i m from south India and when i struggle to understand even old days tamil my hindi is like No Way perfect so as far as you understand what i want to convey its cool
Do let me know your opinions and ideas and suggestions welcome.
i didn't reply to comments sorry about it but if you give more comment then just 'awesome' and ' super' i ll be able to reply
btw for all who have guessed that the moving pillow is maan this is your gift
Pati Patni Aur Panga
Kyunki Saas Bhi Kabhi Bahu Thi 2
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