CHAPTER 19 - I DON'T NEED YOU

होंगी लाखों महफिलें दुनिया में,

मग़र तेरे दीदार जैसा सुकून कहीं और नहीं..

Date - 4th December

Time -10am

•~GEET'S POV~•

So, today we have bandoli, which means sangeet. I was so excited to get ready .I can't wait to wear  my new poshak,the jewellery and I can't resist myself from dancing all night. I had taken my shower and I wore a light shade of green kurti and matched it with pants of the same color.

Avantika and Kavya were already downstairs for breakfast. The house was decorated as beautiful and pretty as  the bride. The tents were partially decorated outside of the house. The tents  along with some arrangements were for men who would be attending the bandoli .  The ladies section for tonight was allocated in the hall which is situated right in the front of the house.

Overall there was a huge rush in The Rathore Villa. I went downstairs and all the guests were arriving.  I was sitting in the living room and was browsing  the songs on my phone.

"Geet jija, aapne hai na mumma bulawe hai!" my youngest  cousin Nakuul informed me .

(Geet jija,Mumma is calling you!)

"Mamisa kathe hai?" I asked, looking at him, raising my eyebrows a little to know .

(Where is aunt?)

"Woh toh aapne hojno pdi!" He replied, making a face  and ran before I could ask anything .

(That you have to search!)

I called her and she informed me to meet her in the guest room of second floor. I reached and both my mamisa were discussing something.

"Geet baisa, aapro ek kom hai. Mana mati karjo!" Kiran Mamisa requested holding my hand.

(We have a  work for you.Please don't say No!)

"Par hai kya? jaldi bolo!" I replied.

(But what is it? Tell me fast!)

"Aapko pata hoga na ki aaj padla batana hai ladies ko 2 bje  . Gehne ab tak nahi aaye jewelers k waha se!" Saroj Mamisa  expressed with a tension clearly visible on her face.

(You know that today we have to show padla at 2pm to the ladies. The jewellery is still with the jewellers)

(padla- have you all remembered the shopping? Yes, the poshaks and wedding attire along with jewelleries and accessories are collectively known as Padla. This will be sent along with the baarat . Before sending it, the groom family show it to all the guests.)

"Mai isme kya kar sakti hu aapke liye?" I asked curiously, looking at them.

(What can I do for you in this?)

Saroj mamisa started typing something on her phone and I received a notification on my phone. I checked , she sent me the address along with the jewellery details.

"Abhi ke aapsa, Mahipal banna sab kaam mein busy hai. Virendra iss kaam ke layak nahi hai.Maine Dhruv Banna ko bata diya hai aur woh aapka car k pass wait kar rahe hai!" Saroj mamisa informed me by giving me a bag.

(Abhi's dad and Mahipal banna are busy with preparations. Virendra is not suitable for this! I have informed Dhruv and he is waiting for you near the car!)

No, I won't go with him.

"Mai uske sath nahi jaungi. Kal bhi ladies baatein bana rhi thi! Yeh rkhiye bag aur mai nahi jaungi!" I returned the bag.

(I won't go with him. Yesterday the ladies were gossiping about us. Keep this bag and I won't go)

They requested me that It was urgent otherwise it would be inappropriate if padla is shown without jewellery.  Suddenly I heard someone

"Kakisa, 11 baj gaye hai. Late ho raha hai. Kon aa rha h mere sath?"

(It's 11am already. It's getting late. Who is coming with me?)

It's him. I turned my head and we were shocked to look at each other.

"NOT AGAIN!" WE BOTH SAID AT SAME TIME.

"Aap wahi kpde q pehnte hai jiska color mujse match kare?!"  I asked him.

(Why do you wear clothes that match  mine?)

"Mujhe kya pata tha .Mene subah se abhi dekha hai aapko!" He answered.

(I didn't know about it.  I have seen you just now since this morning!)

"Ye sab chodo.please jao warna late hoga" Kiran Mamisa stopped us before we get into any argument and we went outside of the house .

(Leave this.Please go otherwise it will get late!)

I opened the back seat gate.

"Don't sit back . Sit here " He asked, adjusting the key in the car.

I was in no mood to talk to him. I did as per his words. I wore my seat belt and looked outside of the window.

~•DHRUV's POV•~

To be honest, I had no idea we would match our outfit again. I was asked by her mamisa to bring  jewellery for Sanjana jija from the jeweller.  Again, I had no idea that she would accompany me.

We were on the way . She was either looking outside or on her phone. She didn't even change her expression for the last 10 mins.

"Shaktawats and their nakhre (tantrums)" I told myself.

She looked at me with a face that if I repeated the same she would punch my face.

"Deoras and their dramas, huh"She replied with a smirk.

"I am craving for pani puri" I said intentionally clearing my throat.

She connected the phone to the car music system. She started scrolling something on her phone.

Kisi din ye tamasha muskurake hum bhi dekhenge

- the song started playing.

She gave me stare eyes and I disconnected her phone and connected mine.

I started playing a song from my phone

"Dadi amma dadi amma maan jao"

She was turning into a volcano . I could sense that from her face.

Before she could burst her anger out,we reached the jewellery shop and she called her mamisa enquiring about the jewellery.

"Okay." saying it she cut the call.

We went inside of the shop and she informed him of everything. He gave us a few boxes. I guess the jewellery would be around 800 grams.

"Hathphool check"

"Aad check"

"Sone ke bangles check"

"Bajuband check"

And the list went on .

She kept everything inside of the bag and ordered me to carry it.

"Ab kese muhh khula baat krte k liye?" I taunted her.

(how did you open your mouth to talk now?)

"okay. I will keep it myself" she tightened the grip on the bag.

We exited the shop and she was staring at the panipuri stall.

"Wait here. I will come soon" I informed and started walking.

"Where are you going ?" She followed me.

"To eat panipuri" I speeded my walk.

"You can't leave me!" she shouted from the back.

I turned and waited for her. I took the bag from her hand and carried it.

We reached and started eating panipuri without speaking to each other.

"Aap dono girl friend aur boy friend ho?" a girl of Avanti's age asked, who was standing there already.

(Are you both girlfriend and boyfriend?)

"nahi.aise kese bol skti hoi?" she screamed.

(No. How can you say that?)

"Ms.Shaktawat control" I asked and she continued eating it.

We started driving again and there was a silence between us. The silence was killing me from inside.I tried to talk with her but she completely ignored me and my words

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***Time skip***

~•GEET'S POV~

EVENING 6.30PM

"Jija, ye earring pehnane me help karona!" Kavya asked as she was unable to wear it .

(Please help in making me wear this earring!)

"Even if we send her first to get ready, she will be the one who will be the last to come out of the room" Avanti taunted ,adjusting the earring in Kavya's ear.

I wore a pink and blue poshak. I was busy with my makeup.

"Geet Avu aur kavya, kitna time lagega" Mumma asked us as she was the first among us who was done with dressing up.

(How much time will you take Geet ,Avu and Kavya?)

"Mumma aap kitne pyare lag rahe ho. Aapsa toh behosh ho jayenge" Avanti teased her .

(You are looking so lovely Mumma. Aapsa will faint after seeing you)

" apne maa ko aise kon bolta hai?" Mumma replied, showing her hand as if she was going to slap her.

(who talk like this with your mother?)

"Aur tum Geet kavya, sabse pehle tilak aur swagat hamara hoga . Pata hai na" she reminded again.

(And you Geet and Kavya, we will be the one who will be welcomed with the tilak! I hope you know that!)

Basically every bandoli starts with welcoming guests with tilak and pooja . As aapsa is the only son in law or jamaisa of Rathores, they will start with him and mumma followed by us. This will be continued by the rest of the guests.

Abhi's bhabha maternal family has bought mayra for Saroj mamisa. Mayra is like gifts, jewellery and dresses brought by the mother's family especially by brother  when any of the children gets married. This happens only once. They won't do  it in grand manner again in  Virendra bhabha or Radhika's wedding time.

Kajal Done.

Eyeliner done.

Jewellery done.

Lipstick done.

Makeup done

"Geetanjali You are looking beautiful." I complimented myself looking at the mirror.

The time was 7.15pm. We went downstairs. The swagat (welcoming) ceremony started with dhol and thali playing in the background. My eyes were searching for him .

"Where is he?" I said.

"Who?" I heard a lady's voice.

I looked on my right side and his mother was standing wearing a yellow poshak.

"No one!" Saying this, I took her blessings touching her feet.

"Sada khush raho beta!"She blessed me, placing her hand on my head.

(Stay happy!)

I raised up and Saroj Mamisa came  with a pooja thali in her hand. Mumma and aapsa were standing nearby. Mamisa started with applying tilak and mumma was standing with a ghoonghat (veil) on her face .

I noticed him standing in the opposite direction and asking me to check my phone with his eye movements. Thank God we are not twinning this time.

I checked my phone and there was a message

"Please talk to me only once . I am leaving for Sanchore tonight and I promise I won't return again in your life"

My heart felt a beat stop for a second. I didn't realize the time would arrive when we had to depart again.

Geet, you should talk to him. He deserved a chance to speak . I started regretting my actions what I did  from the past two days.

I started typing in such a way that his mother didn't notice his number.

"Okay.I will meet you once this gets over. Meet me at the back of the house ."

Suddenly, we three sisters were asked to come front so they could apply tilak and welcome us.

Mamisa placed a dry coconut with money in each of our sister's hands. She started applying tilak and fed us ghee and jaggery.

"Thoda khilao mamisa"Kavya giggled, refusing to eat a big piece of jaggery.

(Feed me a little, Mamisa!)

One by one all the guests were called to do their tilak. I couldn't find him.

I texted him to meet me on the back of the house. I reached there only to find him and my cousin holding their collars with the motive to fight.

I was shocked and couldn't believe my eyes it's him .

"Ek aur word , me tera sirr phod dunga" he shouted and his face was red with anger.

(One more word and I will break your head)

"Tujhe kya panchayati hai ? Meri behen kuch bhi bolu" Virendra bhabha said, removing his hands.

(Why are you so concerned?  I can say anything about my sister!")

Then suddenly, I noticed him looking at him with wrath visible in his eyes. His hair was messed up. His shirt was crushed with the hold.

He looked at me and I looked at him as if we were able to understand each other's inner voice without uttering a word.

I felt he was trying to say that he did nothing wrong. I had to know what has happened exactly

" Welcome Geetanjali. How many lovers do you have? Garv few weeks back ,now Dhruv! I must say you have a great choice in choosing guys."

Virendra bhabha spoke, without any control over his mouth

I walked towards him with an aim to make him shut his mouth.

"You better shut your mouth otherwise I will have no regret in spoiling your face" Dhruv warned, pointing his finger at him.

I never imagined him as an angry young man. I was shocked to see him taking a stand for me.

"What can you do? Mr Lover.!" Smirked Virendra Bhabha.

Without  wasting a moment, he punched his face.

"Are you out of your mind,Dhruv?" I shouted standing in between them.

" Can't you see he is talking rubbish about you!" he asked, justifying his actions.

"Who gave you the right to take a stand for me? I am not a girl who depends on a man like you to come and save me!" I told looking at him.

I turned and glared at my useless cousin

"Don't try your cheap stunts. Before you judge my character , should I remind you about your girlfriends and how you made them suffer just because of your selfish motives!"

He went without saying a word and I looked at Mr.Deora

"Kisne bola tha hero banne ke liye?" I asked .

(Who told you to act like a hero?)

"Woh aapke baare mai bakwaas kahe jaa raha tha!"

(He was talking useless things about you!)

"Ky keh raha tha batao mujhe?" I asked, expecting him to answer.

(What he was talking about, Tell me?)

"Woh sabke saamne kahe jaa raha tha ki aap hai na ladko ke piche ho. Aise gandi baatein kr rha tha ki mujse nahi hua control !" he justified informing me the reason

(He told everyone that how you run behind boys. I was not able to control myself the way he used  words for you!)

"I know he told this to you. But I know how to handle people . I don't need you!"

"Are you out of your mind? He was talking rubbish without any meaning. He had no control over his mouth.Instead of thanking me, you are blaming me ?"

"why should I thank you? Ohh, you think by doing this you will convince me to forgive you ? I won't fall into your trap. And Who are you to take a stand for me? I don't need You ,  Your care,  Your friendship. "

I know things are getting worse but the fight between them will affect us one day.

"Ms.Shaktawat, you have  misunderstood me . I can't tolerate anyone speaking about your character in this way. "

"Why are you bothering yourself  so much Mr.Dhruv pratap Singh Deora, I didn't plead in front of you to fight for me?  I know how to stand up for myself! Who are you ? Answer me, are you able to hear me and my questions? Why did you do this?  " I asked , looking into his eyes , raising my voice.

"I did this Because I love you Ms.Geetanjali Kanwar Shaktawat. I can't let any random person, no matter who he is, point out your character ." He said so loud,enough to make me feel numb.

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