Hey guys! I'm kinda new to this forum but I just love Maaneet! (Though kids of my age spend their time watching 90210 instead). I love reading and writing any type of story. This is my first ever FF, so please try your best not to be harsh while pointing out any bloopers or other flaws in the story. Thanks to all who have taken the time to read this. An Unusual Grihapravesh.
In Delhi, while everyone was dreaming, (some about their cute colleagues) or suffering from nightmares(some watching the man who they lusted after marrying his secretary), a young girl by the name Geet was tossing and turning in bed, unable to lull herself to sleep.
She was reflecting upon the last two months of her life. Tired of living by the rules of her conservative Daarji and brother Brij, she had come to Delhi in search of a new life-but hiding a terrible truth, the baby growing inside her. It was the last momento of that NRI jerk who had seduced her under promises of taking her to Canada. Forget Canada, she was denied entry just to the embassy, when she first arrived in Delhi, hysterically asking the security guards to let her in.
But she had adjusted. She had carved a new life for herself as the paying guest of the ever-smiling Manchandas. Mrs. Manchanda having died years ago, Geet took care of them like the true family she never had-cooking food for them and doing the household chores. And yet whenever she had a moment of weakness, she had no choice to but to do it, in the terror that the truth would spill out.
But the truth had. And though the Manchandas had promised to let her still stay with them, Geet knew that her now best friend Pinky Manchanda would never get married into a good house. She trusted Adi, Pinky's boyfriend and knew he was a good man, but she did not want society to lift fingers at them.
Unable to bear the frustration any longer she opened her wardrobe and started packing her dresses. She felt like laughing and crying like the same time-when was the last time she had done this? Two months ago? And there she was, going at it again.
She couldn't bear to say goodbye to Pinky. She knew Pinky would start crying, and that would make it even more difficult for her to leave. So she quietly slipped out of the house. They would be shocked in the morning, she thought to herself, but afterwards they will realise I have made the right decision.
Suddenly, her mobile rang. She picked it up and asked, 'Hello?' And suddenly a familiar sweet voice appeared. Savitri Aunty, one of her clients at the real estate firm where she worked.
Geet brightened up. Aunty was the only person who had been treating her like she was your average girl. The people in her office thought she was a slutty wannabe and as for Maan, her boss,..she would never decipher his feelings.
Dont think about Maan, she chided herself. Easy to say, difficult to do. How can you forget the person you love? Even Maan Singh Khurana would be lost for words if someone asked him that.
"Geet, am I disturbing you?"
"No Aunty. Why did you phone?"
"I just had this sudden feeling you were in trouble...are you alright?"
"Yes, I'm fine, it's just that, um, I had to leave the hotel due to non-payment of money, so I'm kind of stranded." She did not want the Manchandas to appear like monsters who had kicked her out, so she made up the lie on an impulse.
"Oh...why don't you do one thing, why don't you come to my house?"
Geet was shocked. "Excuse me...your house?"
"Anyway the outhouse has a lot of empty rooms. I need someone to clean it, plus, my grandson has gone to America for a business trip, so someone is needed to manage all his paperwork...you're a nice girl Geet, but you are new here. I don't like the idea of you wandering alone in the night with all those roadside goons on the prowl. I'll send my Mercedes to the Manchandas..."
"Okay Aunty. Thank you so much!!" Geet gushed, feeling a burst of euphoria. She had never imagined that someone would go to the extent of making her live in their house to help her.
And then suddenly she frowned. She had mentioned nothing about her being a paying guest. Then how did she know?
Meanwhile, in the Khurana mansion, Savirtri 'Aunty' aka Maan Singh Khurana's daadimaa smirked to herself. "Get ready Maan," she told herself, "your wife is coming...and this time I will leave this world only after seeing you and Geet married."
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I know many of you must be thinking I'm basically copying what has happened so far, but I wanted to base the intro on the lines of the current track just to make me comfy writing my first FF. As for whether any 'different' tamashas are going to come up, just wait and watch. Index
Chapter One:Page 1
Chapter Two:Page 2
Chapter Three:Page 4
Chapter Four:Page 5
Chapter Five:Page 5
Chapter Six:Page 7
Chapter Seven:Page 9
Chapter Eight:Page 10
Chapter Nine:Page 11
Chapter Ten:Page 11
Chapter Eleven:Page 13
Chapter Twelve:Page 14
Chapter Thirteen :Page 14
Chapter Fourteen:Page 15
Chapter Fifteen:Page 16
Chapter Sixteen: Page 17
Chapter Seventeen:Page 19
Chapter Eighteen: page 21
Chapter Nineteen, page 23PMList
Please PM me if your name is missing.
Edited by IndigoBlues - 28 August 2010 at 12:44am