Chapter 33
Part - 31
Maan has seen Popatji taking photos of Maneet...
Maan moves away from Geet and joins Pari, he starts to dance with her...
Popatji confuse ho gaye...
Maan then dances with the bride and some other girls too...
Geet doesn't like it at all...
Why Maan? Autograpgh, photograpf OK hai, lekhin dancing?
Ye toh kuch zyada hi ho raha hai...haina babaji?
Geet wahan se chale jaathi...
But Maan just didn't want to disclose his relationship in public before their sagaayi ...
This will keep Geet away from unwanted troubles...
Moreover this not his life alone, Geet has to get ready for this too, haina?
Kal match dekhne aathi toh sab usske peeche hi padhe honge, Geet ko chain se match bhi nahi dekhne denge, haina?
After the dance party dinner is served...
Geet goes to eat with Pari...
Maan stops her and Pari leaves...
Geet: aap?
Geet tries to get away...
Maan holds her hands and stops her...
Geet: chodo mujhe, sab dekh rahe hai
Maan: nahi chod saktha
Geet: yahan koi tamasha kyun kade karna chahathe ho?
Maan: toh tum chup chap mere saath aao
Geet stares him and Maan stares back...
Maan: mein bhi toh MSK hoon Ms.Geet handa
Geet: ahchca teek hai, mein aathi hhon, pehle mere haath chodo
Maan: mein upar jaa raha hoon, tum bhi aao
Geet: mere haath dukh raha hai, chodo
Maan: mujhse panga mat lena, samji?
Geet: hmmm
Maan leaves her...
Geet waits for him to disappear and follows suit...
At the terrace...
Geet enters stealthily...
Itne sare logon ke beech mein Maan se milne se thoda dart oh lagega hi haina?
Aur toh aur Maan ek celebrity hai toh usska koi bhi move breaking news ban saktha...
Geet doesn't find Maan there...
He said he wpuld be waiting for her but he has not come yet...
Inko toh hamesha mujhe intrezaar karwane ka shok hai...
Kehthe hai ladhken apne girlfriend se milne ke liye ganton wait kartrhe...
Yahan toh ye janaab busy hai aur mujhe hi intrezaar karna padtha...
Geet aur pareshaan hojaathi...
Neeche sab Geet ko dhoodhthe honge aur Ridhi toh bahut tensed hai, iss waqt Geet ko usske saath hona chahiye, aur yahan dekho, Geet Maan ke peeche padi hai...kya karien pyaar karthe toh aaise hi hotha...
Geet: Maaan Maaan, ye kya mazak hai? aap kahan ho?
Geet searches him around...
Maan toh popatji ke paas pasgaya, he had to give him an interview to escape from him...
Maan somehow managed to get upstairs...
But this popatji is after him all the time...
Maan couldn't even have his dinner in peace...
Maan hides behind the curtain to escape from popat's patrakar eyes...
But this Geet is sure to get him caught...
Geet is shouting ...
Geet: Maaan Mr,Maan singh Khurana...
Maan pulls her behind the curtain...
Geet is shocked but she knows her Maan's hold...his warmth calms her down...
She rests on his shoulders...
Maan gently lifts her face and looks into her eyes...
Maneet eyelock...mahiii...
Geet: Maan, aap yahan?
Maan closes her mouth with his hands...
Maan: chup...bilkul chup
Ab donno apne aankhon se hi batein karne lage...
They are just lost in themselves...
The silence of the night and the cool breeze sets the stage for a romantic night...
Geet feels the cold and Maan pulls her into his embrace and holds her tight under his coat...
Geet cuddles under the warmth of his body and they could hear each others heart baet rising every second breaking the silence of the night...
Then suddenly they hear someone coming...
Maan sees thru the curtain...
Yes, it's Mr.popatlal...
This man is hell bent to spoil Maan's romance...
Popatji is searching Maan...
Popat: abhi abhi yahi the, ab kahan gayab ho gaye apne sixer ke ball ki tarah?
Geet peeps out and finds popatji...
She is amused by his looks and his umbrella...
Geet bursts out laughing...
Geet: ye uncleji kaun hai? itne raat ko chat pe chata lekhe kya karne aaye hai? barish honewala hai kya?
Geet steps out to look at the sky...
Maan pulls her back...
Maan: ssshhh dhere bolo Geet
Geet: aap inse itna kyun darthe ho? ye aapke chachaji hai kya? chachaji chachaji, Maan yahan hai
Maan: Geeet, thode dher chup nahi reh sakthi
Popatlal heard her voice and comes towards them...
Geet is excited...ab aayega maza...
Maan: Geet, ye patrakar popatlal hai, subhe se mere peeche hi pade hai
Geet: aap inse kyun darthe ho? ab toh aap ne peena bhi chod dhiya haina?
Maan: tum inko nahi jaanthi, ye toh mujhe apne liye koi achchi ladhki dhoodhne ko kehthe hai
Geet: what? Aap ye kaam kab se shuru kiya hai? aur aapka cricket?
Maan stares...
Maan: Geet
Maan goes crazy...
Geet: aap phir se peeke aaye ho kya?
She is still having her doubts...
She looks at him seriously...
Maan: what?
Geet: aap ne sach mein peena chod diya haina?
Maan: tumme abhi bhi shak hai?
Maan blows to confirm...
He blows gently and her hair waved to his tunes...
Geet ko kuch kuch hotha hai...
Geet closes her eyes and keeps inching forward until he almost zeroes in her lips...
Popatji shouts...
Popatji: Maanji aap yahi ho, meinne dekha, abhi bahar aao, Maanji
Geet laughs...
Geet: Maaanji
Maan: haslo haslo Geet, ye humme ek saath dekhhte toh tummare naam kal ka akbar mein front page mein aayega
Geet: what?
Maan: haan, Maan Singh Khurana ke life ke wicket ko lenewali Geet...
Geet: caption toh ahchca hai
Maan: toh popatji ko bhulathe hai
Maan calls out Popatji...
Maan: popatji
Geet closes his mouth...
Geet: chup...bilkul chup
Popatji had found Maan hiding behind the curtain and he pulls him out...
Popat: pakhadliya
Geet comes out...
Popatji had caught hold of Geet...
Popatji is shocked to see a girl...
Poapatji: bahar aayiye Maanji
Popatji is jealous...
Maan comes out...
Popatji: yahan bhi aapko ladhki milgayi? Jahan bhi jaathe ho ladhkiyan ki line lagtha, aur mujhe dekho, mujhe dekhkke aunties bhi bhaag jaathe
He is very sad...
Geet: inko kya ho gaya?
Maan: sare ladhkiyan mere peeche padhe haina? Issiliye ye bhi tummare tarah mujhse jalthe hai
Geet: mein kissi se nahi jalthi
Maan: haan haan Geet, meinne dekha tha, tumme toh koi farak nahi padtha
Geet: haan
Maan: tum bahut ahcche se joot bolthi ho
Geet: kya?
Maan: haan
They start fighting...they have just forgot that someone is watching them...
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