Kabhi Toh Nazar Milao Part 3

Mera parivaar

Rakesh entered the house when everyone was checking the list of relatives.

"Lo bhai Anand, tumne jitne bhi card diye the maine sab baant diye... sab logon ko vinamrata se sehparivar aane ke liye bhi keh diya." He sat down on the sofa with a tired exhale.

"Dhanyavaad bhaisahab, aapki wajah se yeh kaam ho gaya warna iss achanak aayi meeting ki wajah se mera jaana toh namumkin tha." Anand was grateful.

Bela quickly handed him a glass of water, asking him if he would like a cup of tea.

"Nahi, subah se sab ke ghar chai pi hai... ab aur ichha nahi hai... bas baad mein khaana hi khayenge." He smiled in response to her question.

"Waise Rakesh, agar Arjun bhi aata toh achha lagta... chahe ek din ke liye hi aa jaata." Phulla bua sadly stated.

"Ab kya kar sakte hain, buaji, uske match kal se shuru ho rahe hain... lagta nahi ek hafte mein khatam ho payenge." Rakesh said ruefully.

"Namaste buaji, aa gayi aap?" Tauji's heavy voice announced his arrival.

He came in, bent down to touch Phulla bua's feet before settling next to Rakesh whom he had met in the morning.

"Aur Rakesh, kaisi chal rahi hai Arjun ki cricket? Kuch baat aage badhi ya abhi tak koshish hi kar raha hai?" Tauji asked in his usual insulting tone.

But Rakesh had learnt to keep his anger down. After seeing, or rather hearing his brother's and his wife's views on his life and his children, he had no respect left for them... not even wanting to have an argument with them.

"Aap fiqr mat kijiye, bhaisahab, Arjun apne liye kuch na kuch kar lega... aapko dubaara hamara kharcha nahi uthana padega." He said plainly.

"Bhaiyon ke beech mein yeh baatein nahi aani chahiye, Rakesh... parivaar mein sab ek doosre ki madad karte hain... zaroorat padne pe Naresh bhi peeche nahi hatega... haina, Naresh?" Phulla bua looked at her eldest nephew.

Tauji preferred to stay quiet.

"Bhaisahab, aapke uss bade case ka kya hua jiski aap umeed kar rahe the?" Anand asked, filling up the awkward silence.

"Arre Anand, woh bhi haath se nikal gaya... jabse yeh teen chaar naye vakil aaye hain, kaam bohot dheela ho gaya hai... case milte hi nahi." Tauji sighed.

"Aaja Bina, bade mauke pe aayi hai... mujhe kuch baat karni hai... tu bhi baith ja." Phulla bua saw taiji coming in through the door.

"Namaste taiji." Sameer quickly greeted her, smiling sweetly.

Nodding at him with a conscious, forced smile, Taiji settled on a chair, worried about what was to come.

"Preeti, tu, Naina aur Sameer andar baitho aaram se... aapas mein baat karo, yahan tum bore ho jaoge." Phulla bua smiled at the three of them.

Once they were gone, she took a deep breath, looking back at tauji, "Naresh, jaisa tune bataya ki tera kaam yahan bohot achha nahi chal raha... toh mujhe lagta hai tujhe kuch vichaar karna chahiye... Mumbai mein hamare jaan pehchan wale hain unki bohot badi company hai... unhe koi vakil chahiye jo baaki koi case na le bas unhi ka kaam dekhe aur unhe kanooni salaah de sake... maine unse baat ki thi... woh bhi kisi purane, anubhavi vakeel ko lena chahte hain... tu chahe toh ek baar unse mil sakta hai... yeh baar, baar naye case dhundne ki zaroorat nahi rahegi."

Tauji pursed his lips, thinking about the offer for a while before answering, "Main pehle baat karke dekhta hun... pata toh chale woh kya chahte hain."

Phulla bua nodded, "Meri diary mein unka phone number hai, le lena aur kal din mein baat kar lena... agar jamta hai tujhe toh batana."

Taiji was shocked at her husband's acceptance, "O bai, Parlay ke papa, agar aap Mumbai ke case dekhenge toh wahin rehna padega... fir main aur Parlay babu yahan kaise rahenge akele?"