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Chapter - 11
Leo came out of
the bathroom with a fresh look on his face, only to see Geet already
dressed up, running the brush through her hair. He rubbed his eyes, to
check if he was dreaming, but it didn't look if he was dreaming.
"Geetu!
Tu itni jaldi kaise tayaar ho gayi? Bathroom mein to apun tha na?", he
slumped on the bed. Geet gathered her tresses and caged them in a bun,
leaving no tress outside.
"Geetu! Baal khule chhod, achhi nahi
lag rahi hai tu, aur ye kya jhalle se kapde pehne hain, apun ko nai
pasand…", Leo started to speak, when Geet came to him, and putting a
finger on her lips, indicated him to keep quiet.
"Maine ready
hone ke liye saamne wale room ka bathroom use kiya. Aur ye, ye kapde
mujhe kaam per pehen-ne padte hain, no choice buddy", she said, pointing
to her attire. She was dressed up in a royal blue pleated skirt, with a
similar coloured coat that reached her waistline, above a collared
white shirt that was tucked in neatly. Her legs were covered with cream
stockings, that ended with a pair of matching stilettos. Geet glanced at
herself, she'd put on a little effort to give herself the professional
touch. Usually, she didn't like such professional attire, but today, it
was the demand of the situation, Maan had made it so. After that little
prank of his, she didn't want to give him any ideas about the date.
What? Wait! No no no! it ain't a date, tujhe kya ho gaya hai Geet? Why
are you getting so hyped up. It isn't a date, understand. And you are
dressed up for him, get it? Blaah! Geet cursed herself again for messing
up so badly, when her eyes shifted at Leo who was looking at her
curiously. She realized that he'd been witnessing her weird expressions
that she'd displayed during her thought cycle. She cleared her throat,
and tried to distract him.
"Anyways, wo sab important nahi hai
Leo, jo important hai, wo sun. I am going to office for work, in the
next 5 minutes. Ab tum suno, I have a plan, Bi ko line pe lane ke liye,
sabse pehla plan. Ismein tumhe badi naturally act karna padega, and I
know you can do it. Tu mera bhai hai na, acting naturally aa jayegi
tujhe, samjha?", she said.
"Par Geetu, aaj apun ke school ka
pehla din hai, tu apun ko chhodne nahi aayegi?", he saddened as he
spoke. Geet now realized what she had hurriedly ignored, in formation of
her plan, but she tried to put up a brave smile. She had also wanted to
be a part of his very first thing, Leo's first day to school, where she
would've dropped him, and waited in anticipation at the gates of the
school, and when Leo would come out, the happiness on his face would've
been priceless when he would spot her among all the eager faces. But she
had bigger things to do, for him. It was more important to get him
settled in the family, to give him the place he deserved.
"Leo,
tujhe nai pata mujhe kitna bura lagega, tere saath aisa karte huye, par
tu jaanta hai na ki hum abhi kuch nahi kar sakte", Leo nodded at this
fact, and she explained the plan to him. Gathering her things, Geet said
her byes to Leo as she kissed him.
"Leo! Ek baat ka dhyaan
rakhna, kuch bhi karne se pehle ye yaad rakhna ki ab tum Leo Malhotra
ho, Geet Malhotra ke bhai. Ye ek zimmevari hai, tumhare upar. I always
want to be proud of you, and I know tum mujhe kabhi sharminda nahi
karoge. Bas, remember ki I'll always love you", she flew off at the last
words, blinking back the tears that threatened to fall down. She felt a
boulder on her heart, as she parted, leaving Leo alone, to handle
everything himself, praying altogether that her plan would succeed.
Bi
was busy preparing for breakfast, when she heard someone heard a
movement behind her. She turned, only to find Leo looking at her
apprehensively. She turned back to her work, but realized that he didn't
move even after a few minutes. Finally she gave up.
"Kya hua? Kya chahiye tumhe? Aaj to tumhare school ka pehla din hai na, ready nahi hona tumne?", she asked in an edged tone.
"Wo… wo na… Bi…", he stammered
"Aur ye Geetu kahaan hai? Useh office ke liye late nahi ho rahi kya?", she asked, looking upstairs.
"Geetu to gayi", his quick reply came.
"Kya?
Geetu gayi, kahaan gayi, itni jaldi kaise chali gayi? Ab tumhe tayaar
kaun karega?", the frown lines appeared on Bi's face.
"Apun ko
kya pata! Apun jab tak bathroom se bahar aaya, Geetu ja chuki thi. Aur
apun ko pata nahi hai, ki school ke liye kaise tayaar hote hain, isliye
apun aapke pass aa gaya. Par lagta nai ki apun ka kuch hone wala hai.
Chalo apun dekhta hai ki kya karna hai…", saying this, Leo turned on his
heels, with a gloomy expression that covered his face. He'd reached
halfway, when he heard a sound.
"Tum jaake nahao, main tumhe
tayaar kar deti hoon", Bi called behind him, and due to his turned face,
she didn't see the smirk form on Leo's face as he ran off to the
bathroom. After a few minutes, hehad his bath, and came out clad in a
towel. Bi was arranging the toys on the bed in an order. He heard her
mutter.
"Chalo achha hai Geetu ne ye khilauno nikale to sahi,
verna mujhe to laga thi ki itni badi ho gayi hai wo, ki uske andar ki
bachi jaane kahaan chali gayi hai"
"Bi! Main naha liya", he came
to her, as Bi made a slight face. She sat on the bed, next to his
clothes, and gestured him to come to her. As she picked up the
undergarments, Leo immediately backed a step off.
"Hawww! Bi!
Aapko sharam nahi aate, aap ek aadmi ko bina kapdo ke dekhoge? Hawww!",
Leo held on to his towel with one hand, while clapped his other hand at
his mouth. Bi smacked her head at this.
"Yahaan aadmi kahaan hai?", she asked, looking around. Leo's eyes widened at this.
"Ye,,
ye kya hai", he ran a hand pointing towards him, from head to toe,
"Apun kya aapko ladki lagta hai?", he asked her in shock.
"Nahi,
mujhe to tu ek chhotoo sa ladka lagta hai, jo apne aap ko pata nahi kya
samajhta hai", Bi answered back, and Leo could swear he'd seen a hint of
the naughtiness in her eyes.
"Jo bhi ho bi, apun kapde khud bhi
pehen sakta hai", Bi looked at him with a weird expression, when Leo
recalled his plan, "Uh! Apun ka matlab hai, ki ye shirt aur nikar apun
pehen lega. Baaki apun ko aap tayaar kar dena. Chalo abhi jaldi se udhar
muh karo, apun change karega", he snatched the clothes from her, and
waited for her to look the other side. When Bi didn't turn around for a
few minutes, he pleaded her in all possible ways, and finally rushed off
to the bathroom to change. After he was done, Bi was combing his hair,
when she muttered,
"Geetu se baat karni padega. Kal se wahi tayaar karegi, apne is sharmeele bhai ko"
"Bi!
Aap khush nai ho, ki Geetu ko ek bhai mil gaya, aur mujhe Geetu jaisi
badi behen, aur aap jaisi pyaar karne wali Bi mil gayi?", Leo asked her,
looking at her reflection in the mirror, and saw her straighten up at
his question, and look at him in the mirror. He saw her eyes going down,
and he knew something was fishy.
"Bi!", he called out to her, as he saw her lost in her thoughts.
"Huh?
Haan, chal, tu tayaar ho gaya hai. Tera lunchbox aur bottle neeche
hain. Apna bag le aa, main driver se kehti hoon ki tujhe chhod aayega",
Bi said and went away.
"Bi, kuch to hai, jo aap nahi bata rahe,
but chalo, Geetu ka plan kaam kar raha hai. Aapne kam se kam mujhe uska
bhai to maana", saying this, he hurried off downstairs. There, he took
all his things, and Bi silently came to escort him to the gate. Now, he
was stuck. He had no guts to ask Bi to drop him to the school, and when
he realized that he would have to go all alone, to that strange new
place, where he doubted if people would like him or not, if he could fit
in with them or not, a sudden despair set in him. He climbed in the
backseat of the car, waving half-heartedly to the household staff who
wished him luck. As soon as the driver started the car, Leo wiped off a
lone tear, when he heard the door of the car open, and Bi climbed in.
"Mujhe
sabzi-mandi mein kuch kaam hai. Tumhe school chhod kar main wahaan
chali…", Bi didn't finish her sentence, when Leo hugged her tightly,
grateful at the fact that she was coming. He'd realized Bi was coming
only for him, because one of the staff had already gotten the vegetables
from the market for the day. Bi let him be in her embrace, as she
lightly placed her hands around him, and off they went to school. Bi
didn't step out of the car, but wished him luck in a detached tone. But
the care she had, was not hidden from Leo, as he kissed her on the
cheek, and rushed off.
Geet descended the stairs in silence, and
tip toed through the hall, lest Bi saw her leave. As soon as she reached
out of the house, the driver was surprised to see her out all dressed
up, earlier than usual. He was about to speak something, but she spoke
before him.
"Aaj car yehin rakhiye, mere kuch aur plans hain"
The
driver nodded, but not before giving her a weird look. She came out of
the main gate, and stood there, waiting for Maan to arrive. The pile of
files in her hand, along with her handbag, made it difficult for her to
even have a single glance at her watch. Nevertheless, she stood there, a
little away from the gate, glancing alternately at the gate, and in the
far away direction, from where she expected Maan to come. She heard a
little commotion from inside. When she strained her ears, she was able
to hear Bi's voice, who was questioning the staff about her. Geet
stiffened at this, as she heard the guard's telling Bi that she'd left
about 5 minutes back. Geet doubted if Bi would come out looking for her,
and her heartbeat started raising ten times faster. At that moment,
like a God sent Angel, Maan's car came whooshing, to stop right in front
of her. Before Maan had the time to react, Geet somehow managed to
climb in the car with the files, and slamming the door, asked him to
hurry up. Maan did as she had said, and Geet gave a backward glance at
her house through the mirror. She heaved a sigh of relief, when the car
had distanced from the house. She shifted her gaze from the house, to
the files in her hand, and her handbag that lay on top of them. She
arranged them a bit properly and leaned in the seat and closed her eyes.
A few water droplets on her face disturbed her peace, and that was when
she realized of the presence of a person aside her. She opened her eyes
and turned her face, only to find her breath stuck in her throat. Maan
was driving the car with a focused look at the road, but his attire,
gave her jitters. His hair was wet, and messed up, giving him a
deliciously sexy appearance. He looked a bit too fresh for her to
digest, walking right out of the shower. Geet imagines a freshly baked
caked, immediately out of the oven, and her throat went dry as she
gulped hard. Realizing the direction of her thoughts, she shook her
head, when Maan raised one hand to his hair, and ruffled them, splashing
the cold water droplets on her face, once again. She closed her eyes,
to feel the pleasurable water, when his cologne hit her nostrils, and
she was intoxicated. She groaned as she was dazzled by the sudden
euphoria she'd landed into, when his voice broke her trance.
"Thank God! I'd thought that you'll never realize that i'm also here"
She opened her eyes, and turned to look at him, confusion clouding her mind.
"Huh?",
she questioned, and he turned his face to look at her. Geet's gaze was
already on his face, and when Maan turned to look at her, he looked into
her eyes, to get the meaning of her question. But he shifted his eyes
within a few seconds, given the fact that he was driving. Geet also
turned her face, and placed her hand on her heart, as she felt her
erratic heartbeat. Maan's glance had been casual, she could tell it from
his expression as she stole quick glances at him from the corner of her
eyes. But his eyes had seemed to pierce into her, and she felt really
uncomfortable, and conscious of herself under his gaze. She now
regretted her choice of clothes. Couldn't she have worn something more
comfortable, like her usual jeans and top. But she had to choose these
formals, of all her wardrobe, so that Maan didn't take any notions from
her clothing of being on a date. The beauty of the situation was that
she felt suffocated right now, because of the clothes that kept an
account of the perspiration that flowed through her body, and because of
the man who was actually responsible for her perspiration. She felt the
heat inside the car increasing as she wiped a drop off her forehead. It
was the moment that Maan had chosen to give her a brief glance again.
"Ouch!
Geet! Tum theek to hona? You're sweating, for God's sake, main AC
chalata hoon", he moved his hand towards the button, and Geet
immediately placed her hand on his, with the intention to stop him. He
looked at her questioningly, and realizing her folly, she immediately
withdrew her hand.
"Wo… wo main keh rahi thi ki main sheesha khol
leti hoon", she turned her face as he gave her the confusing looks on
her weird behaviour.
"Geet! Tum pakka theek ho?", he asked again, and she felt his strong gaze on him, as she kept fiddling with the button.
"Huh! Haan, don't worry, main theek hoon", she relied quickly.
"Are you sure?", he asked worriedly.
"Haan
Khurana! You focus on driving", she said in an irritated tone, and
sensing the irkness in her tone, he decided to let it be. She finally
managed to pull down the window, and the cool morning breeze entered the
car, giving her a sweet pleasure. After a few seconds, when the swirl
of wind had managed to calm down her raising heartbeat, Geet stopped
looking out of the window, and gave Maan a quick few glances. She
noticed that he was wearing a black suit, complimented by a starking
white shirt to go with it. Because of the freshness that he carried
around him, he looked no less than a Greek God to her. His mere presence
intoxicated her, and her thoughts started moving in a direction she
wanted to avoid badly. Shaking her head to brush off all the thoughts of
Maan from her mind, she started thinking about Leo and if he reached
school on time or no. If she knew Bi well enough, then Leo would be in
school, studying away to glory. But if even a single thing went wrong,
she didn't want to imagine what she would've put the poor kid through. A
sadness spread through her, as she thought about the latter.
"Don't worry Malhotra! I am sure Leo would be fine"
Geet's chain of thoughts was broken by a soft voice, as she turned her face to look at him in a swift glance.
"Yeah! He's a dude, he'll manage the school"
She
saw Maan give alternate glances to the road as well as to her. She was
surprised at him. She knew her sadness could've been visible on her
face, but how did he decipher the cause of her sadness. She saw Maan
look at her questioningly, and turning his gaze for the umpteenth time,
as she gave no reply. Involuntarily, her eyes shifted on the road, and a
thought struck her. The road was quite empty, but still Maan had his
focus there. She knew there would not be much of a traffic at this time
as she was a regular traveller from the same road. Then why was Maan so
determined to keep looking at the road? The question kept bugging her,
as the drive continued in a similar manner.
"A penny for your thoughts", Maan spoke as she caught a glint of mischief in his eyes.
"Huh?", she could speak nothing more.
"Looks like someone's caught your tongue today", he spoke again, and this time Geet saw a sadness tower him.
"A
penny is too cheap Khurana. My thoughts are quite expensive. I don't
think you can manage to afford them", Geet finally spoke with a slight
smirk that adorned her lips, which Maan didn't fail to notice. His eyes
rose in a different feeling, and something in Geet felt happy about
that.
"My bad! Someone does have their tongue after all", Maan counter answered.
"Of course Khurana! You can't expect me to win my case without that bitc*y tongue of mine, do you?"
It
now seemed that they both had synched themselves to look at each other
at the same time, alternate to the road, as they fought the verbal date.
"Control woman, go loose will you? I don't think you are one bit bitc*y", he spoke, and she saw the genuineness in his voice.
"Perhaps
you don't, because I've been quite lenient with you", Maan gave a
sarcastic glance to her at this, while she gave him a 'whatever' look.
"You
dont know me Khurana, so you can't exactly be sure, can you? Moreover,
you won't say the same, about me not being a bitc*, when you watch me
live at the hearing", she said in a proud voice, that left Maan
wondering. She had just claimed to be bitc*y, and yet she was proud of
it, why?
"Anyways, wo sab chhodo, tell me why did you call me so
early? We could've started late, you know? Or were you really eager for
this date of ours?", Maan asked?
"Pehle you tell me, is this a dress you usually wear on a date?", Geet asked out of nowhere.
"Ahaan! So you do consider it a date?", a smug look adorned his face, as he looked at her trapped in his bait.
"Obviously
Khurana! You did announce that it was gonna be a date, but since you
aren't exactly dressed up for a date, i think we'll have to cancel the
plan. Actually, consider the plan already cancelled", Geet gave her
victory smile, as Maan looked gaping at her. He understood what she'd
done, she had played his trick back at him, letting him a no win
situation. Still, he couldn't let her win that easily, and gave it
another shot.
"What about you? You came dressed up for a date, like this?", he asked her.
"Yep!
That's what i would wear for any date, when i go on one", she gave him a
sweet smile, as she didn't make any effort to hide her devilish glint.
"Exactly!
When you go on one, if you ever will, which i doubt", as soon as the
words left his mouth, he regretted them. He closed his eyes for a second
before opening them, as he cursed himself. In the fury of being
defeated by her verbal comments, he let out the words as an impulsive
reaction. After a few seconds, when he did manage to look at her again,
he saw a smile adorning her lips, as he was left confused.
No
sooner had Maan spoken those hurtful words, had Geet been thrown down on
earth. The walls that Maan had managed to crumple down, built
themselves as an immediate reaction. She'd pledged yesterday, to keep
away from him, yet couldn't help being on easy terms with him through
the drive. But the dirty truth had just been thrown on her face, where
he didn't even bother to wrap it up with flowers. She came down right
from the sky, only to be thrown brutally in a patch of thorns, and that
hurt, badly. She wondered why did Maan's words hurt her so much. But
keeping that aside, she realized that she couldn't let him know that
she'd given him the power to hurt her, in any way. Racking her brains
for the quickest plan to escape the situation, she put on the most
evilest smile that she could manage.
"You keep forgetting one
thing Khurana! You don't know anything about me. I know my dress-up is a
bit too formal, but haven't you seen movies enough, or you just like to
pretend, huh? Most men find that irresistibly sexy, because of its
irregularity. And not to mention the fact that my skills and talents
with them are just an additional...", she was stopped midway as her cell
phone began ringing loudly. She rummaged her handbag, and the phone
immediately jumped into her hand. She knew it was Arjun's call, she'd
set this tone for him. Pressing the accept button, she heard Arjun's
voice ring through her ear. He'd called up to know her schedule for
today. She told him that she had wanted to start early, and was right
now on her way to the Khurana Empires with Maan. Arjun asked her if she
wanted any help, and she refused, asking him to take care of the firm.
He then questioned her why was she working at such an early time, to
which she promised to explain the reason later. Till this time, they'd
reached the Khurana Empires. Maan got out carrying his bag, and Geet
followed him, still in conversation with Arjun. They kept walking as
such, when Rishi came out of nowhere, and scared Geet.
"Good Morning Miss Geet!", he spoke in a loud voice.
"Aaahhh!", she jumped back, putting her free hand on her heart.
"Arjun!
I'll talk to you later... Nai nai, i'm fine... Wo bas Mr Rishi ek dum
se aa gayye, and i was caught unaware, that's it... Haan pakka! I'll
catch you later... Bye!", she cut the call, and glared at Rishi, who
smiled at her widely.
"Mr Rishi, please, aur mazaak nahi. Kal
maine witnesses ke jo statement liye hain, mujhe un par aapke opinion
chahiye, let's get to work", saying this, the two of them headed towards
Maan's cabin. When they entered, they saw Maan's laptop bag lying
carelessly on the couch, covered by his coat. He was nowhere in the
cabin, Rishi checked the whole cabin for that purpose. Telling Geet that
Maan might be preparing for his meetings, Rishi got on to work with
her. They started discussing the statements given by people, as the
staff started arriving according to their timing. Geet was quite busy,
and didn't realize the amount of time they'd spent working. She took off
her specs, and stretched her arms.
"Miss Geet! Specs? Aap specs lagati hain?", Rishi asked in surprise.
"Haan. I normally use them while reading, and working", she told him.
"Par aapne kal to specs nai lagaye they?", he questioned.
"Mr
Rishi, lens naam ki cheez bhi hoti hai", she shook her head at his
questions, "Anyways, aapke boss kahaan hain? Mujhe unse kuch discuss
karna hai, about the case", she asked.
"Boss subah se nahi dikhe,
matlab wo zaroor upar apne room mein honge", Rishi told her, he
continued when she scrunched her eyebrows in confusion, "Areh Boss kabhi
kabhi wahi baith kar kaam karte hain. You can go there and meet him"
"Tum unhe bula nahi sakte?", she asked unsure of his idea.
"Naah!
That won't be needed. Boss won't mind, i know him. Just take the
opposite stairs, and his is the last room in the corridor. Abhi lunch
break shuru ho gaya hai, and you know, I've got some things to do, nahi
to i would've come with you", the blush on his face told Geet what his
'something' was. She let him go, and herself went to look for Maan. As
she exited the room, she walked through the building which appeared
creepy, as the whole staff was in the canteen for their lunch. She got a
similar spooky feeling in the dimly lit corridor upstairs, as she
walked to the last room. She wondered the reason for the lack of lights,
but putting it off, she walked inside the room. The sudden lights
blazed her eyes, as she covered them with her hand. Slowly, she opened
them, and once again, she was amazed at the beauty of the room. She
could make out that Maan had designed the room, it was just his touch
all over. The room was brightly lit up, giving a starking contrast to
the darkness outside. The colours used here, were also quite bright. She
looked all around, and then heard a few sounds across a door.
Involuntarily, she opened the door, and was hit by a sudden gush of cool
air. There was nothing but darkness all around. She walked a step
further, and a gasp escaped her lips, as much as she tried to stop it.
Hearing the sound of her own step scare her, she stopped there itself.
But gathering some courage, she walked ahead, moving her stretched arms
aimlessly, for any obstacle.
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