Maan was getting late. he dint want to shout but she was making it difficult. He was the man who never judged people with their cloth but their persona. But she knew what she was. All Maan, doing for her , was only a help and she dint want to give any dark spot on his image. She decided not to go inside but he was too, adamant. Looking his big eyes she hurriedly run inside lift.
Both were inside lift. It was her first experience in lift. She was very anxious . Maan pressed floor button. Lift started along with her heartbeat. She felt like earthquake. Her body was feeling heavy. She wanted to hold something otherwise she would fall. Suddenly lift stopped with a beep and she felt, her head became light like cloud. She trembled and held whatever she could. Dint realize it was Maan s hand. Maan instantly looked her. She held it more tight escaping to fall, with her both hand. Maan supported her. It happened withing less then half second, both could not feel or understand what happen but when Geet realized what she held, with jerk, pulled her hand back. Then he realized how soothing it was. It was purely new touch for him . He raised her eyebrow asking what happened
“wo.. mai pahli baar lift me .. ” she answered looking down.
“Maanji” she called from behind, wanted to try one more. “ who..i dont want to come please ”
kyu ” he asked, getting not, why she denying
“woh.. iin kapro me… ” she stated directly looking no option. No way she would let him down in-front of his office staffs.
Maan looked her dress. It was same he had seen in kitchen. Because of daily use it became very dull and little dirty. He then looked her pale and embarrassed face. He guessed what she was feeling. He headed toward her. She looked him bewildered. He stopped to her, raised his hand and held her hand. “ come” he stated stern..
both started walk toward office. Geet was stunned, looking him, without any question. She was not in trance of think anything. She was staring him, following him, like a puppet. Anyone could guess, her eyes had so much admiration for a person, who was her owner. For a minute she forgot her babaji, she had only Maanji n maaji in her whole wish. She closed her eyes, not able to control her overflowing emotions.
She opened her eyes. She was in middle of a grand interior-ed floor, filled with most expensive and modern metallic materials. Her eyes went wider but suddenly, heart became wrinkled when she saw, every staffs were looking her like a zoo animal. Yes indeed she had her owner with her, but yet she was mere a maid, how could she forget this reality. One could not live her whole life in a dream. She was feeling conscious. She looked Maan who was passing everyone like they were nothing more then a dirt. But she knew, here she was less then smallest dirt. She pressed his hand slightly, tried to be free but he did not leave. In fact, he glared her, being irritated with her every struggle. She stopped trying and followed him, looking down. They entered in Maan cabin, leaving entire office astounded…
“ who was that girl ” one staff said…
“haa yaar dekhne me to bahut garib (poor) lagti thi per Maan Sir ke sath kaise ”
“and did you see how Maan Sir was holding her hand… ”
” wahi toh .. who was she girl and why Maan Sir was dragging her with him.. that too in his cabin … he never allowed anyone inside and here he self , took her with him”
Maan left Geet hand and ordered her to sit on sofa. “ chup chap yaha baith jaao ” he spoke. He was very angry her to be in all mess. “ I have to attend meeting.. mai aakar tumse baat karta hu ” he left leaving her behind scared yet confused with his behavior. On side he was helping and other side , shouting. But she was obliged everything of him. She sat on sofa looking cabin. Everything was alien for her but very magnetic. She could not even tell name of every machines or things. It was like a dreamworld of her..
Outside staffs were gossiping this newly weird topic when Maan came out . “ ye sab kya ho raha hai ” he shouted, hearing their bakwaas. He never liked gossips in his office and everyone became numb. they run to their respective jobs, without wasting a second. Maan glared them and left for meeting…
Its been almost 2 hours. Geet was sitting at same place and now becoming restless. She too felt hungry as did not eat breakfast. She saw a water glass on Maan table. “ peeloo ya chor du ” she was confused but finally decided to take some sip. She gulped half glass and went back to sofa. She closed her eyes and drifted to sleep, due to tiredness.
Maan came after few hours. He was very tired and forgot about Geet. He sat on his chair, rested. He took same glass and finished rest water. Keeping glass sound made Geet awake. She stood looking him but Maan eyes was closed. Geet was fiddling Dupatta (Scarf), waiting him to say something but when he dint, she went to him and called. Maan heard her in daze. He thought he was in km cause how could Geet come here
“ Geet.. coffee laao ” he ordered without realizing they were in office. “ji ?? yaha ?? ” she said
“dint you listen .. get me coffee Geet .. I have headache ” he said..
“ ji .. laati hu ” she said seeing his condition . She went out. Everything was strange. She dint know where to go .. whom to ask. And again she had to face those gazing eyes, was made her shiver. With small step she headed to a desk.