Geet was confused what to answer that old lady who loves her unconditionally where everyone hates her.
she looks at dadima's face. there was yearning written all over her face for listening a positive response from her. but why she is requesting her she is her owner,isn't she? she has to just order her.but why she herself is thinking. she have no right to think and first thing is she is just a maid here. and dadima is her Malkin. her master. she has to followed her order. whatever she said. so, without thinking other more things she just look at dadima's yearning face and tell her finally with determination on her face,"Dadima, you don't have to request me, just order me, and I am at your service,and that could be anything or anyone." geet said her with a beautiful smile on her face. dadima smile brightly at her lotus flower.
Dadima hurriedly get up and said to her very enthusiastically,hume pasta tha geet aap jarur humari Baat manenge. now let get to sleep early. tomorrow is very special day for us as my main is coming back.

Geet smiled at this old lady who was very happy as her loving grandson is coming back. happiness was clearly visible in her glistening eyes as they are waiting for his arrival. she made dadima sleep on her bed properly cover her and switch off the lights and come out of her room. she is thinking of her conversation with dadima. how would she manage with him . she didn't know him, only saw his picture in this mansion. she know everyone in this house. but him, he us unknown to her and she really gets scared with other than her know people. she is already getting nervous. "Geet, he is only this family member. at least you had saw his photo, then what in that to get scared, haina, babaji. she saw to upper side talking to her favorite babaji . " but he looks very scary. etni badi badi aankhen hai..woh bhi darawani. hey, babaji apni bacchi ki raksha karna. she finished her talking and ran from there with nervousness.

Flashback end..........................

And here is standing the great Maan Singh khurana aka dadima's grandson with his all aura.

geet just kept looking at him as he come close to his dadima to greet her first. who is getting all emotional to see her loving grandson. she has layer of tears in her old eyes. geet was so lost in him that she didn't notice anyone other than him. as she is first time seeing so handsome man in front of own eyes. she never notice anyone like the way she is noticing him right now. as one is her so called brother and other her father this only men she came to contact with. and about rajeev he always came home late till the time he came home she will on her way to home always. and most importantly, she never had time to see at anyone or think of herself also other than her work. she have even right? no. she herself gives the answer to her question.'ahhh, Geet came out of her thoughts or say her drooling session on MSK.as someone pinch her hard.

she looked at the source she gets tremble on her place. as she saw that her badI Malkin aka sumitra Singh khurana giving her angry glares.Dadima ask her the reason of her sudden scream. though she cream in very low voice not wanting to get unwanted attention but how can dadima miss her ladli's voice. she immediately turn her attention to geet forgetting about her surrounding getting all the worried about her. "dadima , WO much nahi,bas jarasi thes lag gayi, aur kuch nahi. you are getting worried unnecessarily." geet said her rubbing her arm where her badi Malkin just pinch hard to get her out of her thought

she had that layer of tears in her eyes. and she avoid to look in dadima's eyes . as she is saying her lie. dadima also saw that tears in her eyes but she thought maybe because of the pain she was having in her legs she is now talking about. but what about the pain he I having in her chest , in her heart which is getting unbearable day by day the cause is this small torture every day she has to gone through. on the other hand Sumintra is fuming in anger. How dare she,the low class maid of there house ,she was gaping at her son shamelessly. She takes fast steps towards her as she gates late to reach at the spot where everyone is welcoming her son, who was standing at the doorstep.she was getting ready specially for greeting her son after long time. And there was media people also present. So, she was taking her own time to get herself ready properly to present herself like the way she wanted to be. But here some odd thing is going on. When she reach near the doorstep where her sasumom is pampering her son getting all the emotional. She rolled her eyes, thinking that he has just gone for six months for out of town that too for his business which is growing very well so far because of his hard work. And if he not done work then how will they survived in this cruel world. They need money and this fame to survived or stand in this cruel world which is contend by all the selfish and self centered people who want only money , who can do anything and snatch anyone or anyone's precious thing to get that bloody money. And they standing like this now with all the aura and high head in this so called society because of this bloody money only.but who can said all this things to her all the lovey dovey sasumom who only saw the good things of this world no the bad side who snatch her husband from his family, from her also. Getting emotional is not needed here its only make ourselves weak and that is not good for atleast in this century.for god sake her son has a return after doing his job good like always he should be welcome happily as he staying this long from his family for completing his projects because we can get what we wanted on blink of eyes. We can stayed in peace and great relief . we can face anyone with high head . she knows also her sons habits very well. But why they stop him when he himself doing this hard work and enjoyed himself and getting the needed pleasure to relax himself out of this his heavy working scheduled.what he doing wrong in this, if all world in this century doing the same thing or worse than this and one more most important thing is he not goes behind any girl but they themselves throw on him, such a useless creatures. They too want his money only and his fame to get success in there so called career. Or maybe secured there future. But they don't know that her son is two step ahead of them. He too use them for his pleasure only. Sumitras thought process get disturbed when she saw something discussing according to her. She fastened her steps toward geet and pinch her hard making sure no one see this and plastered her face with a sweet smile. As dadima and her grandsons meeting going on sumitra finally break through them breaking there precious meeting.
Sumitra said with the smile, sasumom, "can we take the aarti of him now as he standing from long time on doorstep only. He have to go rest also as came from a long tiring journey."
Dadima too smile in response to her as she said, "why not badi bahu, afterall you can take care of him aswell, hai na. she said sarcastically as she know her too well that she had thought there greeting to be her emotional drama but she doesn't understand as she doesn't have the heart of mother to understand her emotions. She doesn't know what happened to her ladli badi bahu after the death of her son. She changed herself drastically to whom she doesn't know existed in there life. Dadima sigh, cutting her thought process in mid as she too dosen't want her grandson wait long time in there war of words.
Maan to her on other side rolled his eyes at there as usual fight which now going to start but by his luck that got caught in mid by his mom's next set of words as she said to one of maid to bring the aarti thali from poojaghar.
Maid bring the thali of aarti and dadima take the aarti of maan and maan came inside.
As he came inside the house he take a look at the house which he find to be changed but changed for better. Its looks more clean and neat and somewhat peace is there, which was missing from long time.
As he take a seat his siblings came to him to greet him. "Bhai how are you?" annie and Rajeev throw a question at him at the same time, to receive glare from there big bro. and then they glare at each other for there mistake.
" I am fine." He curtly reply to them as usual. He don't talk to them or share anything but he has his eyes on them from back on there day to day activities as he has this responsibility to take care of his sibling and family being the elder son of this house. After his dad. But he didn't show them or anyone . and also can't admit himself as according to him emotions or this facts make us weak.he just hate this useless things.
He got up to go to his room to freshen up and be ready for his next meeting to be scheduled. He don't have time to rest , that he will do after his next work is done.
Annie and Rajeev made a face as he goes to his room without talking to them properly as usual. But they also when have time in there self busy scheduled.
Dadima said to them seeing there faces, beta , he have came from long journey just now itself, give him sometime to rest, then you can meet him.
Rajeev said making pouting face, but dadima, he cant take out the time for us, we are his siblings na.
Dadima retorted back, as if you have time for him or for us to talk in peace.
Rajeev's face fell, realizing his dadima is saying the truth. He himself have no time for his family but he cant do anything, he have his life. Which he will enjoy now itself as much as he wanted.
Dadima , mom I am going now with my friends to hang out, bye.he said running out of mansion also getting himself out of this situation. Dadima , just sigh and left to her room, totally forgetting about geet's presence who was standing there only, watching all this, though she doesn't understand English but she know something series was going on and dadima is somewhat upset. She too goes behind dadima to talk her. And get next orders from her.
As she going to dadima's room which is on second floor going through the stairs. She didn't notice front side as she is busy in her self talk as always. And BANG...............

Precap : His Lotus flower.