TRP2 Chap 10 – Persuasion is an art :)
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Chapter 10 – Persuasion is an art 🙂
Seeing the look in Maan’s eyes Adi turned on his heel and was just about to walk right back out.
“ADI! What do you want? It had better be important!” Acting much calmer then he felt he turned the photo over and placed it on his desk face down.
“Errr..important? Yessss er but .M…Maan….M..sir err I can come back….” Adi’s frightened eyes darted about looking for escape.
“ADI! Stop beating about the bush, just get on with it!”
“D….Dan..” Adi felt faint. Why was Maan sir scowling so fiercely. “I just got information that Dan Emmerson has hooked up with Saxena.”
Saxena! That name was like a red rag to a bull. He picked up his mobile from the table stabbing at the numbers to dial Geet. To increase his annoyance his call diverted to her voicemail. “Geet! Ring me as soon as you get this message!” With that he slammed the phone back down on the table making Adi wince.
“Well and?” Eyeing Adi ferociously he sprang up from his chair.
“Err….Geet is working with Saxena on a housing project.” Adi volunteered helpfully.
“DON’T I KNOW THAT!” Maan’s shout boomed at him making him jump and fall back, luckily the sofa was there to catch him, he let himself sink into the sofa hoping it would swallow him up and take him to safety.
Staring at the a white faced Adi, Maan calmed himself down and paced. Reasoning it all out in his head he took a deep breath, after all it wasn’t Adi’s fault. But knowing Geet she wasn’t going to listen to him, first he had to get as much information as possible about Saxena.
“Adi, stop lying about” Maan growled, “go and find out everything about Saxena’s finances and how Dan is working with him.” He really didn’t want Geet anywhere near those sleaze bags.
Adi sprang up like a jack in the box.”..Yees..sir…” Then as he saw Maan grabbing his mobile and files he stopped. Where was he going…his eyes darted about in fear..between Pinky’s dire warnings about not letting Maan go anywhere alone and Maan’s wrath he was stuck between a rock and a hard place. Nervously he squeaked out, “Err Maan ssssir where are you going?” Even as he started to back away towards the door in case Maan turned on him.
“What?” Maan stared at him, why was Adi asking him where he was going?
“Just so I know if ..eeeer Ashokji calls.” Adi nodded vehemently agreeing with his own nervous thought, looking very much like a demented broken toy.
Maan wondered if maybe he had been working Adi too much, why was he nodding so hard? Gently he replied, “I am off to see that project in Noida, the new build. Err Adi maybe you should take the afternoon off.” Adi nodding yes and then no and then yes again. Giving him another funny look Maan strode out of his office his ear on full alert for Geet’s callback.
Adi slunk back on to the sofa in relief. Then sprang back again…fishing out his mobile he rang Pinky.
“Maan sir is going to the Noida wala project, I am in his office.” he whispered theatrically, sitting down more calmly.
“Why are you whispering? Is he there?”
“No! he just left.”
“Then why are you whispering?” asked Pinky just having run out her office to see Adi was collapsed on Maans office sofa.
“Chalo! Adi we have to tail him!”
“Pinky are you sure if we get caught we will be so dead!”
“Come on! Pinky grabbed his arm and pulled him out of Maan’s office, “we are going to loose him!”
They ran out into the street just to see Maan’s car pulling away into the traffic. “Oh god no no no no! Taxi!” Pinky screamed but they whizzed past her, all of them occupied,.
“We have lost him!” Adi moaned, “lets just go back to the office.” Then he saw that look on Pinky’s face and started to shake his head, “No Pinky NO!”
But she wasn’t in a mood to listen she stepped out on the road in a front of an oncoming taxi with her hand held up in a stop signal.
“PINKY!” Adi screamed almost fainting as the Taxi barely managed to stop a centimetre away from her.
The taxi driver stuck his head out and screamed, “You mad woman what the hell is wrong with you? Cant you see my light isn’t on, I have a passenger.”
Pinky dazzled him with a smile. And ran around to the back opening the door to see a large Punjabi woman in the back seat.
“Auntyji please its an emergency!”
“OYY RE! What do you think you are doing?” The woman looked ferocious.
Pinky pushed a very unwilling Adi into the back seat and squeezed in beside him.
“PINKY!”Adi squealed as he was squashed between the angry lady and Pinky. Pinky took a good look at the woman and chose her angle of persuasion.
“Auntyji its a question of love, life and death!” Pinky exaggerated.
“Kya! You are mad, get out of my cab!” Then she looked at Pinky closely, “Really? Love? Ohh!!” she clutched her hands to her ample bosoms and smiled wistfully at Adi.
“Arrey no not him!” Pinky pushed Adi further back into the seat and leaned towards the lady, “auntyiji my friends husband’s life is in danger from Delhi Dons!” Adi rolled his eyes and started praying with fervour. Turning to the driver Pinky said, “DRIVE! Towards Noida!”
“But…?” he looked at the lady
“…Auntyji please.” Pinky begged.
Auntyji nodded, “for love I can do anything…chalo driver to Noida.”
The cabbie started off shaking his head and turned the taxi around towards Noida muttering that everyone had gone mad.
“Now young lady you tell me everything especially the love part…Mujhe hwaat romantic type romance bahut aacha laagta hai!”
“Well..my friends name is Geet and her husbands name is Maan..”
“How did they meet?” Auntyji quipped, “Array tum sheedhe nahi baith sakte ho!” She pushed Adi back as he rose forward trying to find some space to sit between the two of them.
From his limited space Adi stared at the traffic suddenly spotting Maan’s car. “Pinky look!”
Grinning Pinky said to the driver follow that car. “Adi you look out anyone following him. Arrey not too close!” She screamed to the driver. “Nahi tou we will get caught.”
“Beti so you were saying…”
“Yes well my friend I we were living in a chawl…” Pinky rattled on making the aunty oo and ahhh as she told her about Maan and Geet’s love story. At the same time making sure that they kept track off Maan’s car.
By the time they arrived at where Maan was parking outside the new development she had reached the party where they first danced.
“Ok I am sorry auntyji but I need to go now!” She opened the door and started to go out.
“But Beti! The story!”
“Auntiji until next time…sorry and thank you so much for letting us hijack your taxi.”
Auntyji grinned, “actually this the most exciting thing that has happened to me in years! I saw my horoscope this morning and it said something exciting will happen! And now it has!” Opening her purse she pulled out a business card and shoved it in Pinky’s hand, it read
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“Do call me and tell me the rest and,” she grabbed Pinky’s arm and dragged her back into the car knocking Adi out of the way again, “oh and just give me their birth dates before you go..I will forecast their future.”
Seeing Maan walking into the building Pinky quickly reeled off Geets birthdate elbowing Adi to give up Maan’s.
Smiling Mrs Chaadha wrote them down in a little note book.
“Thanks again auntyji.” Pinky smiled, pulling out some notes and offering them to her…
“Arrey nahi! I enjoyed it every much! The ride is on me!” she grinned, “now go! She shood at them to go. The taxi pulled away and Adi and Pinky followed Maan at a distance.
“What are we looking for?” Adi asked somewhat dishevelled and worse for wear after his long squashed drive.
“We are looking for anyone that’s following Maan and taking pictures, so hang back.” she pulled him across the road into a café doorway.
They watched Maan suddenly stop and pull out his phone. He turned right towards them absently talking away, his eyes looking at them dead on.
“OMG! He has seen us!” Adi squeaked shaking with fear.
Pinky grabbed a newspaper from a startled passer by and pulled open in front of them both , “No he hasn’t! Can you see anyone watching him? He is just talking on the phone look at his face, he is deeply involved in the conversation.”
Geet! I am telling you, you need to call Saxena and tell him you cant work for his project!”
“Maan are you serious? You cant just tell me what to do!”
Frustration and annoyance burst from him, why didn’t she ever listen! “Geet I am your husband!” the picture of Saxena’s hand on his Mishty’s waist flew into his mind. “Call him now and tell him that you wont be carrying on with this.” He closed his eyes realising that had come out all the wrong way.
Geet’s eyes flashed as she stared at the phone, “ I am cutting this call now! I have no idea what you have brewing in your brain! And I really don’t want to know! Just because you are my husband doesn’t mean you can dictate to me on what I choose to do! I will see you at home!” With that she cut the call fuming about despots.
Maan cut the call his temper also at boiling point. Damn Saxena! Taking a deep breath he stared into space and thought about how to get Geet to stop this nonsense and listen to him. Maybe he would have to show her the pictures he had been sent then she would realise. He was just about to turn when something bright flashed his eyes and he glanced towards it. There was a man in a parked with his camera lens pointed right at him taking pictures, the sun had caught his lens and flashed at Maan.
“What the!” Who the hell was this? And why was he taking pictures of him? Maan started to move forward towards him, the man realising he had been caught started the car and pulled out into the traffic nearly hitting another car. Maan stared at the vanishing car. Who was he? Was he taking pictures of him or the building? Maybe he was mistaken why would anyone be taking pictures of him?
Across the road Pinky jumped up and down, “Adi did you see that?”
“Yes!” Adi was busy typing something into his phone. “I have his licence plate. I will get Major Saab to look into it. OMG Maan..sir… Pinky hide!”
At that moment Maan turned and saw them both in the distance. He stared..was that Adi and Pinky?he moved forward to get a better look, but they had vanished. Maybe he was imagining things…first that man with the camera and now thinking he saw Adi and Pinky. His mind was in turmoil. First meeting Saxena at school, then the picture with his hand on Geet’s waist. He decided he couldn’t be bothered to go to see the site in this mood, he would head home and talk to Geet about this all in a level headed matter.
Still fuming Geet threw her bag and files on the bed and started pacing. Who does he think he is she muttered, “How can he talk to me like that? I am his wife not his slave!”
“I never said you were my slave!” Maan replied. She turned and saw him lounging against the door his face was set with a grim scowl. “I just wanted to knock some sense into you!” Turning from her he caught and closed the doors locking them with a sharp tug on the stopper.
“Sense!” Geet reached boiling point “SENSE! What the hell do you mean by that? I am not sensible?”
“I don’t like Saxena!” Maan growled, “and I dont want you working with him, in-fact I don’t want you to go anywhere near him!”
“What? So now I have to choose my clients on your whim!”
“Giiiithhhhhhhh!” Maan growled his tone low, he stalked up to her and with deliberate action placed his hand exactly where Saxena had placed his on her waist.
“Maan! What are you doing?” Geet stared at him with a frown.
His other hand touched her cheek gently and the fingers twined themselves into her hair. The heat in his eyes became scorching and he pulled her to him sharply making sure all of her was plastered against all of him. His eyes were burning into her, they said he wanted to eat her alive, possessive, angry and oh so sexy!
“I just don’t like ANYONE but me touching you like this!” His hand squeezed her waist. “You are mine!”
Startled Geet stared at him wide eyed, how the hell did he know Saxena had touched her like this?