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TPR2 – chap 2

 

Chap 2-

Banging her files on the table Geet glared in frustration as the papers all scattered all over the floor.

 

Why did he always feel he was right? She knew he cared about the children’s future, well so did she! And she didn’t want them to suddenly think that just because she had married the ‘Maan Singh Khurana’ they were in the money. She wanted them grounded not spoilt. Now with the money from the recent job she could easily send them to a very good Delhi school, perhaps not the top one as he was insisting but nevertheless a very good school. She leant down and started to pick up the papers from the floor with a sigh.

 

“Geet?”Daadimas voice called out her voice coming from the corridor. “Geet are you home beta?”

 

“Daadima!” Geet leapt and banged her head on the table edge, falling straight back down on the floor just as daadima walked in.

 

“Geet! Are you alright?” Daadima’s face filled with concern. She leaned down to help Geet who was holding her head and rubbing her scalp vigorously.

 

“Yes! Daadima I am ok,” She had returned home because in her hurry to escape Maan in the morning she had forgotten her files for the meeting she had in an hour.

 

“Geet, I am so glad I caught you while Maan is out. The school Maan has looked and seen….” Geet’s angry face stopped her mid speech.

 

SEEN! When had he gone to see it? Behind her back too! Swallowing her anger she said more calmly than she felt, “Daadima, I have also seen a good school, its not even that far, both Chotu and Babli will be happy there I know.”

 

“Geet I know you want to pay for their schooling out of your own earnings, but think about it, Maan is thinking long term, thinking that they will receive a better education and Babli is an exceptional child, if she is put in a school like the one he has seen, there will no end to where she could go. Chtou too!”

 

Geets amber eyes softened on daadima’s earnest face. “Daadima I know he means well, but I don’t want Babli and Chotu to be spoilt just because I have married Maan Singh Khurana. “

 

Daadima’s eyes homed in her face, “Geet are you sure you are thinking about what is best for the children or stuck in your own mindset? He wasn’t born with a silver spoon in his mouth either. He built upon mine and his grandfathers business, we laid the foundation, but KC as you see it now is all his hard work. You have to learn to accept him as he is. I have said what I wanted to say now you should think about it.” With that Savitridevi left hoping she had done enough to convince her.

 

Still rubbing her sore scalp Geet groaned. So even daadima also thought she should put them into the school Maan had seen, well she had made up her mind, that wasn’t going to happen. She didn’t want more people to gossip about her marrying Maan for his money or give an opportunity for that gossip to reach the children’s ears. Her eye caught the time and a squeal burst from her as she ran down the stairs to the waiting taxi, damn it she was going to be late.

 

By the time she got to the meeting her client had left leaving a terse message at the restaurant reception for her, adding to her very frustrating day.

 

“Why the man couldn’t leave a message on my phone to say that so I didn’t have to drag myself all the way back I don’t know!” she muttered as she climbed into another taxi to get home. She checked her phone there were several missed calls from Maan. Well he would have to wait she muttered, as it was her battery was dying. Almost two hours later due to the heavy traffic she got home weary to the bone.

 

“GEET! Where the hell have you been?” Maan’s angry words washed over her as she came in through the door.

 

Annoyed at been having accosted before she had even walked in properly, she looked up at him. He was stood at the top of the stairs his face full of dark anger. “I have been trying your phone and you are not even bothering to answer,” he walked down the stairs towards her, his every step taken with deliberate care as if he was having trouble holding himself in check.

 

“There is NO need to shout!” She really didn’t need this show of husbandly over concern at this moment. Her eyes stormy she stood facing up to him. “I went to a meeting…”

 

“I spoke to Saxena myself, he said you didn’t turn up!”

 

“By the time I got there he had left! He called you? Why he couldn’t leave a message on my phone to say that I don’t know!” She cried indignantly.

 

“You said your battery died!” His eyes were sharp. “You just couldn’t be bothered to answer my calls is it?”

 

Her headache was growing worse. “Think what you want Maan. My battery was dying, And yes you are right I didn’t want to pick up your messages. We have been through this…I am not going to let you pay for their schooling. Now I am going up and going to bed, I have a headache!” With her back straight as a ramrod she started to walk upstairs to their bedroom.

 

“Geet madam! Khana laga du?” Nakul called out.

 

“No thank you Nakul I am not hungry.”

 

His eyes like daggers Maan glared at her back, seeing that she wasnt even turning around he muttered a curse and stormed into his study. She was the most stubborn, frustrating woman, why did he think he would get through to her. Well, he was going to enrol the children in the school he wanted, to hell with her!

 

Babli stood with Chotu in the long corridor. They had both come to a standstill as they had for the first time seen Jiju and didi arguing.

 

Chotu squeezed Babli’s hand, “Didi? Why are they arguing like that?” His expression was worried.

 

“I think they are arguing because of us.” She understood the fight Geet was having with herself about this.

 

“Us?”

 

“Yes Chotu,” seeing his face pale at those words she smiled, “you don’t need to worry, I will sort it out. Come on, you go up to bed I will come in a minute.”

 

“D..didi what are you going to do? His eyes were impossibly wide with fear. Was Babli going to get into trouble, as it was Geet didi and Maan jiju having a row like that worried him a lot.

 

“Chotu didn’t I tell you I will sort it out, now go up to bed.” Babli said in her most big sisterly way.

 

Chotu nodded reluctantly going up the stairs to their bedroom.

 

Geet came out of the shower, half expecting Maan to be lying in wait for her to continue with their argument, but the room was empty.

 

“Good!” she muttered. Maybe he finally sees sense. Then what daadima said came back to her, was she really being too obstinate? She didn’t want people to say she had taken advantage of Maan’s money and sent her brother and sister to such a school, but was that at the sake of the children’s future? Shouldn’t she stop worrying about what others may say and think and think about Babli and Chotu. Since her marriage, she had heard those whispers from people at parties that they had been invited to, ‘Maan Singh Khuarana could have married any woman of the Delhi elite instead he married her!’ and ‘She is only after his money! Darling you just see, she is going to be partying and letting those brats of her enjoy Maan’s money too!” The voices in her head wouldn’t stop, her head throbbed so painfully the consequence of her injury, not eating and all these issues crowding her mind. Moaning in pain she decided to venture down the stairs to get some pain killers, stopping dead as she heard Maan and Babli’s voices coming from the study.

 

“But Babli you will do so well at this school, they do all the kind of subjects and extra curricular activities I know you love. They have a debate club, they have a chess team that is top in the whole district, the facilities are excellent, the teachers are top…….you and Chotu would be happy there I know it! If only your Geet didi could get that through her thick head!”

 

“Jiju thank you, for thinking of both of us. I really appreciate it, but I don’t want us , myself and Chotu be the cause of trouble between you and didi…….” her eyes were impassioned “we love you both and we hate to see you arguing. Whichever school I go to, jiju I promise I will always work hard and be top in everything as I can. I know Geet didi doesn’t want people to think she married you for your money…I think if you send us to such a expensive school they will definitely think that.”

 

Maan looked down at the little girl, his heart filled with love and pride. Such a young age and such a wise head. He smiled and squatted down to her…” I know you will top in anything you chose to do Babli. I know you will excel where ever you go. And you or your Geet didi shouldn’t worry about other people and what they say, you are what’s important to me, our family, not them, you understand what I am saying?”

 

Babli nodded with a smile. “Then please don’t argue any more with didi, we cant bear to see you two fall out.”

 

“Babli, there is no need for you to worry at all, adults, especially adults that are married argue all the time, it doesn’t mean they will fall out completely..you know I love your didi dint you?”

Babli smiled, yes she knew that.

 

“So don’t worry now off you go to bed, I will sort it out with your sister.”

 

Geet was shaken to the core, how had Babli understood what she had been feeling and thinking so completely. Tears ran unheeded down her face. As she heard them say good night she quickly ran back up the stairs to her room before Babli could see her crying.

 

Had she been such a fool, Maan all the while had been only thinking about their future and she had let her judgement be clouded by what others had spitefully said. Yes, she had been such a fool, she went into the bathroom to wash her face, she would have to face Maan and tell him that she had changed her mind. It was not going to be easy. He was so angry with her, and rightfully so.

 

Splashing her face with cold water she got herself back to some sort of order she walked out of the bedroom to find that he had come n and was pulling out some night clothes from his cupboard.

 

Her eyes took in his angry frame.

 

“Err Maan..”

 

Turning he pinned her with a fierce glare. “Save it! Geet I am not interested in what you have to say at all! I have decided I am putting them where I think its best for THEIR future!”

 

“But Maan listen!”

 

“NO Geet! I have decided and that’s it! No point arguing with you at all!” With that he pushed past her into the bathroom.

 

Chado! she glared at his back as he vanished into the bathroom muttering, “Stubborn headed man I was trying to say sorry!” Groaning with frustration she wondered what she should do to make him listen. She heard the shower going, imagining him in there had the heat pool in her lower body…it had been so long it seemed since he had taken her in his arms….since she had lost her self in his eyes.

 

With a smile she came to a sudden decision,she knew what she had to do. But how to get everything done before he came out? She looked around the room quickly. Yes! Grabbing a chair she angled it against the bathroom door so he couldn’t open it whilst she set about preparing the room.

 

Maan soaped his body with hard strokes, now what was she trying to say to him, the time for conversation was over. He wasn’t going waste his time on it any more. He should start thinking about the American company that had been nagging him for weeks now to make an appointment. What did they want? Adi had said they had been very forceful…he wondered should he even bother to meet with such people. But then again Adi was right, India was opening up and perhaps this could be a good opportunity for KC to make inroads into companies abroad too. He towelled off vigorously and slipped into his joggers. Turning the handle of the bathroom door he tried to open it to find he met with resistance.

 

“What the…!” he pushed harder but the door wouldn’t budge.

 

His eyes turned dark with anger, what the hell was she playing at now?

 

GEET! GEEETTTTTTTTT! He roared, as his frustration came to the fore again.

 

28 responses to “TPR2 – chap 2

  1. TeeJey-TJ

    January 12, 2014 at 11:25 am

    Omg… Such clarity of thoughts at such young age… Awesome Janey… Very very beautiful… I was overwhelmed with Babli’s response….
    Ohhhhh, wht is Geet upto?!! I’m curious….
    Continue soon… Love u loads… 😁😘💜

     
    • janememe

      January 12, 2014 at 1:20 pm

      TJ I love my Babli – she is very bright and understands a lot more than some adults do ;)) Glad u like baby!

       
      • TeeJey-TJ

        January 12, 2014 at 1:23 pm

        Yeah, some kids in real do hv more understanding than adults… 😊

         
      • janememe

        January 12, 2014 at 4:22 pm

        Yup TJ ;))

         
  2. karamjeet

    January 12, 2014 at 11:52 am

    Awesome update….finally Geet understood what good 4 Babli nd chotu……nd What d hack she locked Maan Singh Khurana in bathroom…..loved it….

     
    • janememe

      January 12, 2014 at 1:33 pm

      yup Geet is geettttttttttt ;)) thanks glad u loved it

       
  3. Sarah

    January 12, 2014 at 12:01 pm

    Janey this is fab!!! How did I miss the first chap??? 😦 I am totally loving the true essence of the characters…all the best 🙂

     
    • janememe

      January 12, 2014 at 1:34 pm

      thanks Sarah ;)) I dont know how u missed it! Did u read teh madhubala one?

       
  4. Naina

    January 12, 2014 at 1:25 pm

    i just in love with BABLI……her thinking is so mature……aahhaa geet lock the great MSK in bathroom………..what is she up to????

     
    • janememe

      January 12, 2014 at 4:22 pm

      Aww Naina did u want to locked up in there too with MSK?? ;))))))

       
  5. Radhika

    January 12, 2014 at 3:46 pm

    Ah finally Geet sees sense! I had banged my head against the wall with her stubborn thinking… yay! but wait did you just leave us at a sexy cliffhanger! @.@ mumma!!!

     
    • janememe

      January 12, 2014 at 4:21 pm

      LOL nahi tou u wont come back! Radhika thanks for your lovely comments ;))

       
  6. Ramya

    January 12, 2014 at 4:17 pm

    Superb update Jane.Loving Babli so much

     
    • janememe

      January 12, 2014 at 7:29 pm

      thanks Ramya ;)) I love babli too

       
  7. honeygrape

    January 12, 2014 at 6:41 pm

    haha….now geet is in real trouble 😀 lovvvvvvvvvvvlyyy part….but am misssin the looong looong parts… 🙂

     
    • janememe

      January 12, 2014 at 7:30 pm

      lol not getting much time nowadays try and do what I can babes..swarrryyyyyy

       
  8. naina

    January 12, 2014 at 8:25 pm

    aare yaar…..if it was MSK then i dont mind to be lock up even in a hell with him

     
    • janememe

      January 12, 2014 at 10:02 pm

      LOL Naina ;)) defo wink wink ;))

       
  9. savitha.

    January 13, 2014 at 5:10 am

    Geeetttt!!! GEEETTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT………boy I am loving it 😀 thank God finally Geet understood maan’s intention..lovely medium scoop!! Looking forward for my next scoop 😉

     
    • janememe

      January 13, 2014 at 11:12 am

      Savitha aww thanks for enjoying, lets see where we go next week babes 😉 I love a notty Geet n and a annoyed Maan hehhehe ;))

       
  10. Chetna

    January 13, 2014 at 6:46 am

    terrific update! Dadi tries to make Geet understand! Again Maaneet argue bt the children see n r upset! Bt Geet is adamant cos of wt ppl were saying ! she overhears Maan n Babli’s convo! Realises she ws wrong! Babli is so mature! Maan still angry! He does nt listen to her! She locks hin in the bathroom! Maan incensed! update soon, well written 🙂

     
    • janememe

      January 13, 2014 at 11:08 am

      Thanks Chetna, I am glad you are enjoying again ;))

       
  11. beena

    January 13, 2014 at 9:48 am

    hey Janey! so you back as promised again 🙂 🙂 awww… babli is just toooo cute n so understand for her age. so finally geet understood what’s good for the children. maan locked in the bathroom hehehe tat’s funny. awesome n thank you for the update 🙂 🙂

     
    • janememe

      January 13, 2014 at 11:10 am

      Beena yup, Geet is very notty notty…lets see what happenes next week LOL ;)) I am laughing at my myself..surely madness has set in ;))

       
  12. Annie Jose

    January 14, 2014 at 7:31 am

    Cute update Jane 🙂 Now why did I blink 😥

     
    • janememe

      January 14, 2014 at 9:36 am

      kicking Annies ass :)) oh these damn reflexes!

       
      • Annie Jose

        January 17, 2014 at 8:28 am

        Ouch >_< *rubs sore ass *

         

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