Enchanted – Delhi-Disaster queen and Mr. Sorted

Geet’s arrangement have been done in private villa in Friend’s colony in Delhi.  She knew security was there but she could do all she wanted to and she was assured to live her life in her own way till she is completely ready to go into the relation.

Geet was surprised to see her villa all for herself. Anyways she did not want to think much about the one who made these arrangements. She felt she has got second chance to lead her old life and she will enjoy this period to full. Later she has to ultimately go to Raja Sahib and be his typical wife.

Raja Sahib was himself busy in his own world of work loads.

It had been three weeks now. Geet had got admission in Post-Graduation course. She requested Principle to keep her name Geetanjali as hidden and she would be known as Geet. She was good at convincing and thus though her registered name was Geetanjali, her name in all lists of college was Geet. Not wanting to come in Royal’s eye in any case.

Geet it not takes 2-3 weeks for Geet to become famous in college and she became leader in many programs. She definitely was in touch with her family and would call Dadima as well. Dadima never asked what she was doing or where she was they just shared casual talks. Her family did not have any bit of idea of her adventurous idea about her life. They only knew she has admission in PG course.

Though her classmates were also scared of her acts of messing their life with her acts. She would blurt our wrong thing at wrong time. And leak their secrets etc. But she has her own charm and thus they all ultimately also listen to her and enjoyed her company.

So Geet was leading her independent life. Many of her friends in post grad had taken some side jobs. It was common as it would help them get hands on experience and also save them some money. Geet also wanted to do some job. Geet did not realize but money was not her concern anymore and she was at leisure to choose job which interests her.

It was one fine day and Geet and group of girls were taking a rally for some social cause. Actually it was her friend who was active in group but Geet joined on her friend’s insistence.

He was in his luxury car, he was always on time and never missed any meeting.

“Sir looks like some student rally going on” said the driver

“Take different route then.” He ordered

“Sir, its green light, I thing we can cross before the crowd comes”

The car was crossing the green light but students did not care and came in front of car. Driver tried to put the break but it touched the girl. Nothing happened but other girl started shouting.

“Sir I will see” “hmm check, let me know if I am needed”

As Driver came out, a girl with torn jeans, cotton crop top hanging on her looked angrily at him with her hazel brown eyes

“Sitting in luxury car, you can hit anyone” 

“No Mam, it was green light and if car will not cross in green light there will be traffic jam. You friend came in middle”

“Geet chor na. Nothing happened. He stopped in time”

But Geet was in her own spree and did not stop her allegation. He was watching the girl arguing with his driver

“Come behind me to the police station”

Geet took auto along with her friend towards police station and asked driver to follow her

Driver came in “Sir, she wants to report in police station”

“Chalo, I really hate missing my meetings.  You are reporting half hour early from tomorrow to avoid such scenarios”

“Sure sir”

Geet was already in police station and was nonstop with her allegation on Riche Rich’s driver..

“Oye Girl, now will you shut up and bring the person against whom you want us to file FIR”

“Sure” and she turned in attitude and hit the chair and stumbled to fall in arms of someone who held her safely from his one hand.

Their eyes met, Geet felt the hold was so known to her and he felt the petite waist fitted exactly the same. But both ignored.

Their eyes were locked for a while. He was stuck trying to read her confused naughty eyes. She was all lost in handsome face. She has never ever seen someone so handsome. He soon straightened her and left her. She hated it.

“She wants to file FIR against me” she looked at him confused

“What Girl. Do you have idea against who you are filing FIR?”

“No no.. not against him… he was someone else”

“He is my driver; I take responsibility”

“I don’t want to file any FIR” Her friend too looked at Geet confused

“Why? Because I look like a rich person and you were jumping to file FIR against my driver”

Geet smiled at the handsome man in front of her “No Sir it is not that…. you are such a gentleman and i reall misunderstood… I am sorry to bring you here” Police officer scolded Geet for wasting time. She turned and as her usual self, hit the chair again.

“Do you even know to walk straight” he shook his head and went ahead… she ran limping behind him. Her friend was all irritated with Geet and she left from there.

“Excuse me sir” they were out of police station now

He turned towards her and she reached to him “a beautiful girl gets hurt; you don’t walk away this way”

He crossed his hand on his chest and looked at her intently “Wow deadly look, I am gone” she said teasingly

“Are you trying to flirt with me?” he asked her with serious face

“Thorda Thorda” she smiled and accepted. He had no option but smile at this girl

“Wow…. you smile as well”

“Listen girl, I don’t know about you but I have tons of stuff to look into. I already missed my important meeting because of you.” He tried walking ahead but he turned

“And don’t try… you have no chance with me”

“That even you don’t have, any chance with me” she cursed her luck of being married to a boring Raja Sahib, who only knows to place order and security on her.

“But a little flirt is allowed. My life is really a mess, so was trying to find some fun” He wanted to but could not ignore her silly talks. He again turned and looked at her from top to bottom

“Your life is a mess? Doesn’t look to me from any angle”

“You don’t know the pain behind this smiling face” he shook his head; he had reached his car by now. Opened the gate and went inside. She forwarded her hand before he could get in

“Hi… I am Geet.. aur aap” He sat inside “Don’t try girl… have a nice day” he sat inside and she turned smiling, feeling nice talking to this handsome stranger. She hit the stone in her leg as she was lost in her own world

“Aaaa” she held her foot and looked at his car passing. She waved at him smiling, he shook his head

“Disaster queen”

His car passed by. She found a bench to sit; holding her hurt toes “Bye Mr. Sorted.”