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TPR Chap 56 – Hide and Seek

 

Hellooooooooooo sheeloooooooooooooooo Sunday Sundae is here again! I know a lot of you are not liking the current track but bear with it for a while. I am am busy plotting and thotting bringing many strands together. Even though it all seems like impending doom n gloom, fikker not we will get through this. I hope my story writing skills have improved anyway! Do tell me what you liked and what you didn’t! All comments welcomeeeeeeeeeeee!

Chapter 56

A week later Ajeet was in his element. Anwar sat beside him grinning like an child loose in a candy store.

“Nakul! Nakul! Get me some more soda!” laughing to Anwar he said, “ Bhudhe bahar gayee hai aab I can drink happily.” Shouting again he said “Nakul! Don’t forget the ice.”

“Anwar put that back!” Ajeet growled as he saw Anwar slip some silver spoons into his pocket. “You are really such an idiot! Learn to behave. My mother may be sentimental but she is not stupid. If things start to go missing she will notice.”

 

“Boss we can just blame it on the servants!” Anwar moaned putting the spoons back.

 

“Anwar you really are thick, remind me why I thought you would be good for this plan, because I keep forgetting!”

 

“Because I look like Maan Singh Khuarana.” Anwar’s face was surly, he couldnt see what the problem was.

 

“Yes! You look like him but you haven’t even got one ounce of his character or intelligence.” Ajeet glared at Anwar. “What is the point of taking such small things when we have the whole of Khurana fortunes within our sights..and another thing..” he was just about to launch into more when his phone rang.

 

“Yes!”

 

“Boss you said you would pay me once you were in the house.” Deepak begged. Boss knew he needed to pay off his debts why didn’t he just pay him like he had promised and be done with it.

 

“Shut up! I told you I cant give you anything now! Don’t keep calling me.” Switching off the phone Ajeet leaned back and sipped his whiskey with a smile. He was not going to pay any money to any one expect himself from now on. The next stage was somehow to get himself and Anwar into Maan’s office and then get his hands on the accounts and cheque books. But first he had to get a few things ready.

 

Deepak stared angrily at the phone. He knew he shouldn’t have trusted Ajeet. What could you expect from a man who has set out to swindle his own mother! “Itne kameena admi to kahbhi nahi dekha maine, Deepak you are stupid.” he muttered to himself putting the phone down. He had a good mind to phone Savitridevi again and tell her what her son was all about. Deepak’s eyes lit up. Yes he wasn’t going to be defeated by that kameena. If he didn’t pay him the money he had promised him he would threaten to phone Savtridevi and tell all!

 

Nakul glared at Ajeet and Anwar as he walked into the room for the tenth time. Yeh admi log hai ke dustbin? All day since daadima had gone out all they had done was eat and drink, shouting at the servants to do their bidding. He was definitely going to tell daadima about this. No, maybe he shouldn’t worry daadima, he would tell Geet madam definitely. And that Anwar who was supposedly Maan sir’s brother was nothing like Maan sir at all. The man was a nuisance and very stupid. Clearing up another tray he went out of the room muttering under his breath.

 

Later that afternoon….

 

She was knee deep in the final arrangements for her project. He watched her work steadily and with dedication through the glass. As a surprise the office staff had moved her office next to his. He should have growled at them to make sure they knew not to make any changes in his office without his prior say so but he didn’t have the heart to. Distracting as it was he loved to watch her work, especially when she walked about with her pen in her mouth and leaned over the desk showing off her perfect Jean clad derrière to him.

 

His body reacted instantly and he groaned. How was he supposed to get any work done. He had lost his way in the files he was supposed to be looking at this morning three times already.

 

Just at that moment she turned and caught him looking at her. His eyes were eating her up, a flush rose on her cheeks. She knew that look in his eyes very well.

 

Sliding onto her desk she pulled out her mobile and rang him.

 

A small sexy smile played about his lips at her, and he pulled his own phone out and answered.

 

“Kyu Mr Khurana don’t you think you need to get down to some work? I’ve heard your wife doesn’t like slackers!”

 

Those dark eyes filled with mirth as he stared at her through the glass, his voice was like silk over chocolate, “Haan bahut himmat wali ho gayee hai meri biwi.”

 

Through the glass they adored each other with their eyes.

 

“Well she is your biwi! Bugto aab.” her face full of mischief, she smiled at him so sweetly.

 

“Till eternity she is mine!” Such love shone out of his eyes, it enveloped her like a sweet embrace, she all but melted into a puddle.

 

“Maan! Bas karo! I need to get this finished and get home. There is so much to do at home too.”

 

Those dark eyes clouded and instantly she bit her tongue for saying it out loud. His mind had been taken off from Anwar and Ajeet for a while.

 

“Maan! I’m sorry…”

 

“Mishty.”.he placed his hand on the glass, instantly she reciprocated and placed hers against his reaching out to him with her eyes.

 

“Maan sir..” Adi stumbled in to Maan’s office and went straight into the back off him as he tripped over a chair.

 

“ADI!” Maan growled as he was thrust and flattened against the glass suddenly without warning.

 

Geet stared with fright for a moment and then realising what happened started laughing.

 

Maan glared at her, she grinned and with a huge smile went back to working behind her desk.

 

“Adi cant you look where you are going!” maan growled turning back to him.

 

“Err Sorry sir huh..huh..that chair it just came out at me!” He pushed his glasses up looking contrite. “S…Sir…Mr Shah is very happy this project is nearly complete. He was so excited and has just sent photo’s from the site to your email and also he has some points to finalise.”

 

With a final glance at his Mishty, Maan nodded to Adi to show him the photo’s and details.

 

 

Still grinning she sat back down at her desk when her phone rang.

 

“Geet Madam! GEET MADAM! Please come home now!”

 

“Nakul? Nakul calm down! Kya hua?

 

“I don’t know what’s happened to Anwar sir, he is running around shouting and screaming gaandi gaandi gaalyiyas and breaking things!”

 

Frowning at the phone Geet asked, “Where is Aj..err Mr Khurana?”

 

“He has gone out and daadima is out as well! Please madam come home!” Nakul pleaded almost crying into the phone.

 

“OK I am coming, Nakul, dont worry.”

 

She looked across to the glass, Maan was busy with Adi, she decided not to trouble him. And in any case she didnt want him to get angry at the situation, best if she could sort it out before daadima or Maan found out she decided. Grabbing her bag she quickly went out to the other office where Pinky was working.

 

“Pinky I have to get home, something has come up, will you have a quick look at the work I just finished so we can send it off.”

 

“Geet has something happened? Why are you in such a rush?” Pinky frowned at geet’s worried face.

 

“Pinky kuch nahi, Anwar …you know Maan’s br…” She could not get herself to say it yet. “Well he is behaving very oddly Nakul just phoned, I had better get there and sort it out before daadima gets there.”

 

“Do you want me to come?”

 

Geet smiled at her best friend. “No Pinky, you just make sure everything is fine with my documentation and then we can celebrate once this project is over!”

 

“Ok but did you tell Maan?”

 

“No Pinky I don’t want to worry him just tell him I went home as I had finished the work.”

 

Pinky nodded

 

Geet rushed out and grabbed a taxi back home, telling the man to hurry. When she got there, she heard the commotion from right outside the door.

 

“Kutta! Bring me more whisky!”

 

There was a lot of banging as if things were being thrown. Taking a deep breath Geet entered the house.

 

Anwar was halfway up the stairs throwing objects which were in his hands and screaming at Nakul and the other servants who cowered behind the sofa and various chairs.

 

Anwar! STOP it!!

 

“Oyee Geet… yeh saale sun te nahi! I want WHISKEY!”

 

Geet looked up at him in horror. Sweat rolled off him in waves, his face looked flushed, his speech slurred and his eyes were wild. Surely drink alone couldn’t have reduced him to such a state.

 

“Anwar! Stop it!” Geet immediately took control.

 

“Nakul you come here, Shyam go and make a large pot of black coffee! NOW! “ she shouted when he hadnt moved. “The rest of you clear this all up before daadima gets back. And not a word of this to her!”

 

Nakul nodded and the others went about clearing the mess. Warily Nakul climbed the steps towards them. Anwar slid across the bannister and Geet grabbed him by an arm. “Nakul grab him before he falls!”

 

Between them they got the swearing screaming Anwar back to his room and tried to manoeuvre him into the bed but he resisted quite fiercely.

 

“ Anwar!” Geet groaned as he pushed her none too gently against a cupboard, she smashed her arm against it, the pain vibrated through her whole body.

 

“Geet madam are you all right!” Nakul asked, backing away from Anwar clearly scared of his strength.

 

“Munni rani come into my arms! I will show you a good time.” He slurred, launching himself against her, Geet nimbly jumped out of the way and he tried to kiss Nakul!

 

“MADAM! Help!” Nakul screamed for all he was worth trying to dislodge Anwar off him.

 

“Urggh Geet! Close up you are so ugly! Anwar moaned sliding off Nakul with some effort and grabbing hold of Geet’s arm again.

 

Anger coursed through Geet. She had enough, grabbing a jug off water from a nearby table she threw it over Anwar in an effort to bring him to his senses.

 

“What’s going on here!” Ajeet questioned from the door way.

 

“Thank god!” Geet muttered seeing Ajeet at the door.

 

“Idiot!” He muttered walking into the room staring at the demented Anwar. He was followed by Shyam carrying a huge pot of coffee.

 

“Err geet beta I will take it from here. Looks like Anwar has become too excited about finding his daadima.”

 

Glaring at Anwar, Geet thought it was more the whisky that had got him in such a state. Nodding at Ajeet she left with Nakul and Shyam leaving Ajeet to it. She just hoped that this would never happen again especially if daadima or worse still if Maan was around. She couldn’t even imagine how he would react to Anwar like this.

 

As soon as they left closing the door behind them Ajeet turned and slapped Anwar right across the face.

 

“You imbecile! What the hell did you think you were doing drinking and snorting in the house! Have you no sense? This cushy number we have landed would vanish in a jiffy if Maan or my wonderful mother found out!”

 

“Get lost! You are not my father!”

 

Shoving him onto the bed. Ajeet poured a mug of the black coffee and thrust it into Anwar’s face. “Drink this and sober up. Do you want to be back on the streets, we managed to evade death by the skin of our teeth, do you want to be back there?”

 

“No.” Anwar sat like a deflated little boy. The high was coming down rapidly and his head throbbed.

 

Ajeet thrust the coffee in his hands and started to search the room for more drugs, putting things back tidily at the same time.

 

“Geet madam are you hurt?” Nakul asked as they walked down the stairs, he saw how she held her arm.

 

“Err..No I am fine Nakul. Make sure there is no drink in the house from now on, if Anwar brings or orders any you must tell me.”

 

Nakul nodded. He would definitely tell Geet madam, he didn’t want to go through this again.

 

Nodding to Nakul she went to her room, her arm was throbbing like mad. Pulling up her sleeve she looked at the damage, it didn’t look too bad so why was it hurting so badly. Muttering curses under her breath she was about to go down to sort out dinner when there was a knock on her door.

 

“Geet beta?”

 

Opening the door to Ajeet, she stood looking at him, wondering what he wanted.

 

“Err Geet beta, I shouldn’t really ask you this but Maa is not home and Maan is also not here. I need to pay off some bills. Do you think you could give me some money?”

 

Geet stared at Ajeet, wondering what bills he was talking about. To her knowledge daadima and Maan had given him quite a lot of cash to pay his ‘bills’ already.

 

“Err How much do you need.”

 

“I only need twenty thousand.”

 

Geet stared at him in shock. “Errr twenty thousand!… I only have five with me.”

 

“Koi baat nahi five will do.” Ajeet smiled a sly smile. Looked like Maan kept his biwi short of money. He would get some of bhudia later. She was bound to have lots of cash in that fat safe of hers.

 

Geet went to her cupboard and pulled out the five she had kept aside for Babli and Chotu’s expenses. Almost bumping into Ajeet as she turned back, backing away slightly she handed it over to Ajeet. She watched him to see if he was looking into her cupboard, hoping he didn’t see the pile of notes that Maan always kept in her cupboard for her. She never touched it much to Maan’s annoyance. But they were glued with such lust to the large yellow diamond that had caught up in her Kurti buttons.

 

Flushing a little as he was well and truly caught out by her he quickly said, “Thank you. And I am so sorry about Anwar. It wont happen again. You are not badly hurt are you?” Again he smiled at her making Geet shiver for some reason.

 

“I…I’m fine.” She muttered as he went out of her room. There was something quite wrong here. But what, Geet wondered as she slowly went downstairs making sure her bedroom door was closed properly. Outwardly Ajeet and Anwar had settled into the house and were adjusting to their new life. But she was sure that Anwar had taken drugs today on top of the whiskey, she had seen drunks before many a time, her uncle was always getting drunk, but this was different. Anwar had been wild. She would have to keep an eye out for daadima’s sake and especially when the children came to stay with them. She just couldn’t bring herself to trust Anwar or Ajeet for that matter.

 

 

Pandey sat looking through the blacked out windows of his Toyota at the new township that had been built. It had all started here. Damn that Maan Singh Khurana and that Geet! He would get even with them. This time he would make sure that he finished them off. Pulling out his phone he called Shanker.

 

“Shanker, get Patel and round up all the boys. I want all of them to get me information about them, I want to know everything. This time I am not going to fail in teaching them a lesson.”

 

“Boss Boss! I have some information already, woh meri gaali me rehta hai. Woh Deepak, he was griping the other day about Khurana’s. Turns out his father has reappeared suddenly, but he is a swindler and a crook according to Deepak.”

 

Pandey’s eyes lit up. This was just the break he needed. “I want to meet this Deepak! Bring him to me!”

 

 

Why was she so distracted Maan wondered. That was the third time he has asked her if she had finished her work and sent it off. They were both sitting in bed he was working and supposedly so was she.

 

“Geet!”

 

“Uh..huh…” She had been staring at the same piece of paper for the last half and hour.

 

He reached out and gently shook her, staring in shock when she let out an all mighty yelp of pain.

 

“GEET!” Instantly he was in his knees on the bed reaching for her.

 

“Err its nothing..Maan..please don’t worry.”

 

“I want to see now!” He was already reaching for the edges of her T-shirt and pulling it over her head and easing it off the side where she seemed to be injured.

 

“Maan..please!”

 

His eyes homed in on her arm and he stared at it, his face pale with shock. There was such a dark bruise right across the top of it.

 

“How did you do this?” His eyes were like brown laser’s demanding to the truth.

 

“It wasn’t his fault!” Not really. She reflected on earlier events.

 

“His? Who?” She watched as the brown of his iris deepened to almost black. Now she’d done it! Babaji! Why hadn’t she come up with some excuse!

 

“Err…. No one!”

 

“Githhhhhh!”

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32 responses to “TPR Chap 56 – Hide and Seek

  1. Farzanaqazi

    June 16, 2013 at 10:25 am

    Love it.

     
    • janememe

      June 16, 2013 at 11:02 am

      Thank you Farzana :)) nice to see your comment ;))

       
  2. Sarah Naqvi

    June 16, 2013 at 10:38 am

    Wah wah wah! Full on Hindi soap, Janey doing the twists and turns really well babes 😉

     
    • Prachi

      June 16, 2013 at 10:47 am

      True dat sarah!

       
    • janememe

      June 16, 2013 at 11:03 am

      Aww thank you mam ;)) full on twists and kamarwali turns 😉 Glad you are enjoying.

       
  3. Prachi

    June 16, 2013 at 10:47 am

    Janeey!!!!!!!! Noooooooo!!!!! Ajeet and whatshisname are bad enuf but Pandey too???? Let maaneet figure everything quickly please! Great update tho. Lv nakul kaka. Bechara adi! He always comes in at the wrong moment! 😉 looking forward to the nxt update!

     
    • janememe

      June 16, 2013 at 11:03 am

      hehehe sab ko maha sangram me milna hai LOLLLLLLLL Thanks for your lovely comments Prachi ;))

       
  4. lynnkaur94

    June 16, 2013 at 12:45 pm

    Awesome update as always 🙂

     
    • janememe

      June 16, 2013 at 2:12 pm

      Thanks Lynn so sweet of you to say so ;))

       
  5. honeygrape

    June 16, 2013 at 2:12 pm

    ohh she s doing the same mistake again…..why doesnt she say things to maan atleast….hope she tells the truth to him this tym….aaarghhh !!! this ajeet n anwar is really sickk….nice one

     
    • janememe

      June 16, 2013 at 2:33 pm

      she doesn’t want to worry him, but he is already on the trail no worries ;)) Thanks for your comments ;))

       
  6. naina

    June 16, 2013 at 3:13 pm

    hyeeee dear….i have full faith on you…but plzzzzzzzzz throw this two moron out of the story asap

     
    • janememe

      June 16, 2013 at 3:35 pm

      Aww Naina bear with me – these two morons will have to stay there for a bit – but fikker not Maan is on the case ;))

       
  7. menakkrish

    June 16, 2013 at 4:19 pm

    Wow:-):-) great update….looking forward for next sunday

     
    • janememe

      June 16, 2013 at 6:24 pm

      Thanks menakkrish for your lovely comment ;))

       
  8. Annie Jose

    June 16, 2013 at 5:25 pm

    Anwar getting too comfortable with the comforts available at KM, Ajeet should be worried, he needs to tighten the noose around Anwar’s neck, Ajeet’s avarice raring its head…thats not a good thing, if he wants to lick the honey from the pot he should be patient , the Maaneet part was so awww, I love them to bits 🙂 poor Geet blurt out the truth absent mindedly and sharp eared Maan caught on to it 😀 I hope he whips Anwar’s sorry butt….I love the update Jane, hope to get the next part soon 🙂

     
    • janememe

      June 16, 2013 at 6:26 pm

      Aww thanks Annie for persevering with WordPress ;)) Indeed they are both a little too excited about the high life now ;)) With Maan giving her that MSK look she could nothing else but blurt it out ;))) Yeah next part me too waitinggggggggggg! ;))

       
  9. Michelle Fernandez

    June 16, 2013 at 7:30 pm

    I want Maan to beat the filth out of Anwar nd throw him out and Ajeet to be made invalid and totally at their mercy…ab Pandey bhi aa gaya,,,,,,, u bcumin a soap writer Janey

     
    • janememe

      June 16, 2013 at 7:41 pm

      lol Mich Maha sangram ka preparations ;)) So u like teh soap or not u didnt say!!

       
  10. Dia

    June 17, 2013 at 4:22 am

    Dhamakedaar Dhuendaar update!

     
  11. kalyani786

    June 17, 2013 at 6:32 am

    hey… don put all in such suspense yaar … not fair … 😀 eagerly waiting for your next update….

     
    • janememe

      June 17, 2013 at 8:35 am

      Kalyani suspense is fun ;)) let me see how long I can keep you on your toes ;))

       
  12. savitha.

    June 17, 2013 at 7:21 am

    ha ha ha..ab mai kya boloon..it was dramatic, wish geet cld hv given him atleast one slap :p..maan & geet ka joint tai chi, should be coming soon I guess..lol..poor nakul :p

     
    • janememe

      June 17, 2013 at 8:36 am

      heheh Nakul ko ek kiss tou baanti hai ;)) Maan tai chi hailllllllllllaaaa faints ;))

       
  13. Chetna

    June 18, 2013 at 6:13 am

    hi dear…fab update! Loved the romance! Hate Ajeet n Anwar grrr! Poor Geet- she ia hurt! Nakul was gonna be kissed! Maan upset wen he sees her hurt~! Geet does nt want him to worry ! Wonderfully written! 🙂

     
    • janememe

      June 19, 2013 at 11:25 am

      Thank you Chetna ;)) aww lovely comments!

       
  14. Dia

    June 21, 2013 at 7:57 am

    hi….found your blog on 17th june….read all the stories and of course TPR.Needless to say that i love your blog.
    Count me in,in your fan club……

     
    • janememe

      June 21, 2013 at 8:23 am

      Thank you Dia ;)) WOW! You read everything in 4 days! Woah! You got some stamina ;))))

       
      • Dia

        June 21, 2013 at 9:39 am

        wht to do……luv ur stories so much could not resist

         
      • janememe

        June 22, 2013 at 7:25 pm

        aww thanks Dia :)))) what a nice thing to say ;))

         

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