MG Hamaari Prem Kahaani...#2 - Page 90

Yesterday had been a gloomy day for me though there was joy for Dadaji's recovery and even the sudden tension between Maan and Papa had eased after Papa realized that Maan had no intention to harm or discredit Khanna Cement. But still somewhere I did feel guilty about being the sole cause of all the chaos around. Maan wouldn't have done all this if he hadn't known of my painful past and somewhere this revenge was hampering our home's peace.

"Kehte hai ke ek bahu 'shaganna'(good luck) le ke aati hai apne sasuraal lekin main apne ateet ke saaye le kar aayi hoon, jo mere parivaar ka aaj aur aanewala kal dono par asar kar raha hai." I did try to forget it but the nagging feeling about it would keep coming back to me. I was lucky as Maan had been busy the whole day in the study with everybody for planning everything for today. I had also successfully avoided coming face to face with Pari as it would be quite awkward to meet her for the first time that too in such circumstances. What if she holds me responsible for all this, though I knew she will not misunderstand me but still my guilt was making it all worse.

But then my Maan knows me a little too better. At night I had pretended of being fast asleep when he returned from the study. I was too confused to voice out anything and the best alternative I thought was to avoid him. He slowly walked up to our bed I could feel his gaze piercing me and the next second I was scooped up in his arms. He had caught me off guard I squealed in his arms but a stern look on his face was enough for me too shut my mouth and thereby any attempts to protest.

Placing me in the passenger seat of the car and settling himself on the driving seat he drove on, the drive was absolutely silent, non spoke. He pulled the brakes and thats when I noticed that we were at some dhaba on the outskirts of the city. He got down from the car moving towards the dhaba and I rolled down the glass, it was getting chilly but still the peace around was so soothing, a sense of warmth surrounding us. Maan came back with two medium size clay handi's filled with masala doodh (use of small clay handi or mugs are very popular in small towns or villages in India for serving tea, coffee, milk or kulfi etc in it. The smell of earthen mugs enhances the flavour of the same). Handing me both the pots he drove a little ahead, away from the dhaba and parked the car at a side of the road, retracting the roof of our BMW Convertible in the boot, we sat under the illuminated sky by the Moon and the stars. He moved to the back seat and pulled me to him, as we sat together watching the stars and enjoying the hot masala doodh(flavoured milk).

We didn't speak anything and it was quite strange that I had long forgotten about all my worries. I realized that this was the first time I had come out with Maan when in Delhi, he had deliberately chosen a safe place away from prying eyes and that too late in the night.He knew that all I needed today was just change of place for sometime to erase all my apprehensions.

Indeed what really mattered now was we being together here at this moment!!!!

We silently drove back home and I claimed my place in his arms and resting my head on his heart. Looking up in his eyes and I pecked him on his lips thanking him and he just smiled kissing my forehead as we slipped in a peaceful slumber.

The shrill ring of my reminder broke my reverie as I remembered it was time for Dadaji's massage and I rushed to his room with the home made herbal oil that I had prepared for him.

KHANNA HOUSE

Walking through the gate I glance at my house, it is the first time ever that I have walked the entire distance from Khanna Cement Office to Khanna House. Its hard to believe that in a couple of hours my whole life has been turned around. Some hours back here I was sleeping peacefully when the call from my security personnel had woken me up informing me of the accident and I rushed to the site only to be taken to the police station and rest which followed is just unimaginable. It all seems like a nightmare, but I doubt will this end any soon.

As I enter my house I see a lot of people around and my main hall totally empty, sans all the furniture etc , all the rooms were sealed. My servants standing in one corner looking on to the happenings silently. I marched ahead to confront a man who seemed to be incharge of all this drama but he informed me they have court orders to seal this house. He gestured me to go up to my room as the person responsible for all this is present there. I have had enough for the day and now this was the limit. I ran up the stairs to my room only to come face to face with my biggest enemy Maan Singh Khurana, who had the audacity not only to enter my house but was sitting on my chair in my room without my permission.

"SURPRISED!!" Thats all he said looking towards me.

"Tum yahan kya kar rahe ho? Aur tumhari himmat kaise hui mere ghar mein, mere kamre mein aane ki woh bhi bina meri permission ke." I confronted walking up to him.

"Tch tch tch relax Dev, business ka sabse pehla rule hota hai bina padhe koi bhi document sign nahi karte. Tumhe yeh kisi ne seekhaya nahi? Bewakoof hote hai woh jo aisa karte hai 'FOOLS' to be precise. Khair aisi bahot si acchi baatein hai jo tum kabhi seekh hi nahi paaye aur bahot si galtiyaan hai jo tumhe karni nahi chahiye thi. Jaise Maan Singh Khurana ka raasta nahi kaatna chahiye tha lekin tumne aisa kiya. Toh ab uska anjaam bhi bhugat ne ke liye taiyaar ho jao." Maan's each word was hinting towards something but I can't let him loom over me. Putting up a brave front I shouted at him.

"Yeh kya bakwaas kar rahe ho tum aur bahar niklo mere ghar se abhi issi waqt."

"Tumhaara kaunsa ghar Dev? Aadi isse papers dikhao." Aadi showed him the legal papers and the colour of his face drained in seconds as he came face to face with his destruction. Dev tore the papers in pieces and not letting this chance go, gesturing Aadi to leave the room I continued .

"Yeh copy hai, original apni sahi jagah pohuch gaye hai safe and secured. Jail se nikal ne ki aisi kya jaldi thi tumhe ke bina padhe tumne apni hi barbaadi ko apna pata de diya." I made him see his folly but its hard to accept it and so he barged ahead to hit me uttering profanities but I punched him right in his face and there he was flat on the floor.

Ramukaka's each word distinctly reverberated in my ears that how Dev had deceived, misbehaved, troubled, hit and humiliated My Geet.

Similar was the way he had pushed her on the floor from the bed. I walked up to him clenching his hair in my fist lifting him up. His mouth was bleeding and he looked drained and defeated. The ordeal that he had faced in these two day had weakened him, having no strength left to fight me back but I had no pity on him.

I had vowed to myself that I will make him pay for all the pain and abuse he had caused Geet. He will have to face all his doings and all the humiliation inflicted on Geet. Dev had unfairly transferred all her property to his name and I did the same. He snatched all her jewellery and I snatched his gold chain, his expensive watch, bracelet etc throwing them in the room I pushed him out of the room just as he had pushed Geet. Signalling the court official to seal this room too and complete all the formalities and leave.

I grabbed Dev by his collar and dragged him down the stairs through the hall, Dev's Mom who had just arrived and all his servants witnessing the scene yet again but the difference last time it was Geet who had been dragged around the house just like this and today its Dev's turn. I dragged him to that same room where he had made my Geet live pushing him on the dusty floor I spoke.

"Kaisi lag rahi hai yeh zameen Dev? Yehi hai teri aukaad aur sahi jagah iss ghar mein aur iss zindagi mein bhi. Yeh zameen ki khaak chaanna!" I gave him a much needed reality check.

Life had come a full circle!!!

"Maan yeh sab kya kar rahe ho tum? Kaun hai yeh log jinhone meri car cheene li, mera saara luggage bhi room mein rakh ke room seal kar diya aur kyun tum mere Dev ko sab ke saamne beizzat kar rahe ho?" Dev's mom who up till now was firmly held back by Aadi broke loose and marched towards me confronting me the reason for all this humiliation.

"Aap ke laadle Dev ne poore hosh-o-havaaz (in complete sense) mein apni saari property's, assets, investments, shares etc sab kuch apni behen Pari ke husband to be, Vikraant Singh Khurana ke naam kar di hai. Toh ab se iss ghar par ya Khanna's ki kisi bhi cheez par aap dono ka koi haque nahi. Ab se aap dono iss servant quarter mein rahenge aur baaki ke saare rooms court ne seal kar diye hai." I informed her.

"Main jaanti hoon yeh sab tumhaara hi karaya hua hai. Badla le rahe ho na tum humse?" She added.

"Shuruaat aap ke bete ne ki thi main sirf khatam kar raha hoon. Kya socha tha isne meri naak ke neeche yeh sab karta rahega aur main chup chap dekhta rahunga. Aaj tak main Aman Uncle ki wajah se chup raha, unka khayaal tha issliye Dev ko nazarandaaz (ignore) karta raha. Par isne meri khamoshi ko meri kamzori samajh ke bahot badi galti kar di. Shukar manaiye ke meri site pe ek bhi jaan nahi gayi warna iske godown ki jagah yeh hota aur truck driver ke badle main khud us par truck chala deta."

"Hamaari godown mein accident tumne karwaaya hai? Yeh kyun nahi kehte ke saalon se jo badle ki aag apne dil mein daba ke rakhi hein usse accident ki aadh mein nikaal rahe ho." Finally she showed her true colours.

"Maan Singh Khurana jo bhi karta hai saamne se karta hai, kisi ki aadh leke nahi. Peeche se vaar Dev jaise buzdil karte hai. Rahi baat badle ke toh agar mere bas mein hota toh wohi 6saal ka Maan tum maa-bete ko apne ghar aur parivaar se dhakke maar ke bahar nikaalta Miss Ayesha Sinha urf Miss ya Mrs Ayesha Rocky D'costa urf Mrs Ayesha Sheikh Mohhamad urf Mrs Ayesha Aman Khanna. Aaj bhi agar tum iss ghar mein ho toh woh uss bhale insaan ki izzat aur Pari ki wajah se, main kabhi bhi Aman Uncle ki izzat nahi uchaal sakta. Maine tumhare bete ke har vaar ka sud samet (with interest) lautaya hein."

"Aur waise bhi tum mein aur hum mein farak hai aur woh farak hamesha rehna chahiye!!!" I finished.

KHURANA MANSION

We all were seated in our mandir where Maa was reciting verses from Shri Bhagwad Geeta. Papa and Geet listening to her attentively but I was very restless. Rajiv had informed me about all the happenings in the Board meeting and I knew Maan had something more planned for Dev and that was scaring me.

Maa finished reciting a verse in Sanskrit and explained it to us, "Bhagwaan Krishna kehte hum jo bhi karm karte hai uska fal hume yahin bhogat na padta hai. Hum jaisa baute hai waisa hi kaat te hai. Hamaara kiya har karm der-saver (sooner or later) humaare paas laut ke aata hi hai. Issiliye hume sirf acche karm karne chahiye aur fal Bhagwaan par chod dena chahiye."

It was so true today Ayesha and Dev are paying for all their deeds. But somewhere in all this my heart still goes for Dev as he is paying for Ayesha's deeds. He is lost in the world of lies, betrayal and revenge.

"Bhagwaan sab theek karna koi anhoni na ho jaaye." I prayed.