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Posted: 13 years ago
#91

Originally posted by: shilpa09

WHAT THE HELL😡 HEY,...IF U CANT PRAISE ANY1'S HARD WORK...ITS K...BUT U CANT ABUSE HER...HOW COULD U😡 I JUST SMELL JEALOUSY IN UR WORDS😆


so true I wanna kill this girl,who says these kind of things to such a good ff😡
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Posted: 13 years ago
#92
Anu i was awesome dear
But how could you stop there
Now lemme guess, he ain't virat, how could it be possible so again bittu or aman... I think
I'm little confused what kind of job manvi does, early in the morning and came late
Love the hard working manvi and arrogant virat... Spicy combination but sound gr8
Thanx 4 d pm
Update soon plz so soon
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Posted: 13 years ago
#93
once again beautifully written 👏
want to read it more n more ..
loved the part esp. the convo b/w virat n aman 😆
plz do cont. soon
n thnx 4 d pm
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Posted: 13 years ago
#94
Girlie .. it was a fab
so Virat want some contract marriage with Manvi?? 😲
How will they fall in love when they started hating each other without even seeing each other???
Uff .. so many questions arising in me
Continue soon and thx for the pm


Hey and dont give a damn about that bad comment 😡 she surely dont know what hard work means ... so dear jsut chill ... u r an amazing writer and everyone knows that
Edited by Radharaday - 13 years ago
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Posted: 13 years ago
#95
loved it
i hope virat will convince her
thnx 4 pm
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Posted: 13 years ago
#96
U write really well. u shud dend the CVs some of ur ideas. Sorry for commenting sooo late. PLZ update both ur FFs soon.
Dying to read dem
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Posted: 13 years ago
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Originally posted by: sajan_forever99

kisiii keee passs itnaaa fazoool ka time nahii hai joo yee tumhra diya hua GHATIYAAA (PM) READ KAREEE KUCHH DANNN KA HOO TOO DIYAAA KAROOO ACHHHAAA MERII MAAA TERE PASSS TIME BOHAT HOTA HAI LAGTA HAII MUJHAI BYEEE


ooyeee who the hell are you to give such a rude comment ... if you cannot appreciate someones work please do not criticize it either ... faltu time to tumhare paas hai zaroor tabhi to aisa comment likha ... try to write something close to her FF ... tab hum bhi to jaane kya hai tumhare paas bhi ...

i cant believe you are a newbie .. i guess u have nothing better to do than going on to peoples post posting such rude comments i guess this is how your life is ... from next time ... MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS ... 😡😡😡
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Posted: 13 years ago
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Amazing part Anu ! Totally loved it ! Cont soon ! 😳
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Posted: 13 years ago
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Haww! This is ur second FF only? Are you seriously kidding me?
This is good stuff yaar...very different from the VirMan we know and love...but I'm sure you'll spin ur usual magic and make us fall in love with the new Viraat Maanvi just like you did in ZMD :)
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Posted: 13 years ago
Hey girls, so finally friday is here and I can do some writing in peace. No lectures for three days. Heavenly!!!! Therefore sorry for spamming your inboxes. Thank you so much for the wonderful feedback. And yes please if my writing gets bad you need to tell me. Cause I really prefer my friends telling it to me than random strangers. Hope you will enjoy this update as well. As this is the update for the coming week, it got a bit long. Hope you will read it patiently!!!! Enjoy!!!

Recap
As per Viart's instructions, Aman looks for a girl to become Virat's wife and he speaks to Bittu ji about it. Aman fills up Virat with details about the chosen girl - Manvi, but in the end says that she refused, which makes Virat furious. And Aman further suggests that Virat should try to convince her, which drives Virat completely insane. Manvi has a bad day at work and is at home completely tired, worn out and pissed off.

Part 3
Virat had been driving for a few hours now. He suddenly stopped at a red light. He sighed and rested his head on his fist. It had been a long tiring day at work and driving for so long only wore him out more. "Virat you must be seriously out of your freaking mind", he said to himself. He was on his way for an important meeting when he suddenly decided, decided to take Aman's advice. He sent the driver home and took the wheel. He still did not know what made him drive all the way to Rishikesh. So what if one girl refused, there would be many more girls who would accept. After all money could buy anything. But there was something about this girl, this particular girl that made him put aside his work, waver from his usual routine and come in search for her. Something about her being the perfect girl, was stuck in his mind. He sighed again and drove off as the signal changed to green. He did not have a particular plan, what was he going to tell her when he meets her, he had no idea. Virat Singh Vadhera was nervous to meet a girl..well who would believe that. Virat cursed Aman for not taking care of this business. After all what was the use of a PA if he could not even convince a girl to get married to his boss, useless!!!!!!

Finally he reached Rishikesh and followed the instructions Aman had given him. He hesitated for a second before taking the right turn, upward the steep hill. In the back of his mind he knew that this was going to be a disaster. He had no experience of handling such things. Yet he drove up, not knowing why on earth he was not listening to his mind. He looked out the window. This had to be the place. He parked the car and stepped out and locked the car. He looked at the surroundings with disgust.

The girls upstairs stared at the big black shining car that just entered their chawl. A couple of small boys ran around the car, admiring it. Elderly women smiled, extremely pleased to see such a big car, which meant big business for them. As the driver stepped out of the car, the girls gasped. They had never in their lives seen such a good looking man with their own eyes. He looked a vision of perfection. He was dressed perfectly, in his black tailor made suit. As the lights of his cars blinked, he looked just like a knight in shining armour. The girls were enjoying his strong, well built body hidden beneath his suit. It was an unusual opportunity for the girls. The guys who turned up here were skinny boys who just wanted to get laid or most of them were just over weight middle aged men, who were just bored of their wives. But this guy, this guy was everything that a girl dreamt of. Perfect looks, perfect body, perfect attitude..the way he looked around the chawl, made it extremely clear that he was a guy with a bad attitude. And for girls that age, there comes a phase where bad attitudes are just so perfect.

Virat looked murderously at the little boys hovering around his car. The boys ignored his looks and continued to look at the shiny new toy. Next his eyes turned towards the girl upstairs. He found it hard to figure out if one of them was the girl he was looking for as the lights were too bright. Before he even took a step forward, Champa's mother walked over to him. "Namsate Sir ji. Mein aapke kuch madath kardo?", she asked. The rest of the mothers were dying of jealousy now. Lali was sure to drag him to her house and fix him up with her daughter. But why should they sit back and watch this. Thinking that few others walked over to Virat too, offering him help. Virat looked at them in confusion.

"Manvi Chaudhry..muje Manvi Chaudhry se milna hai", he said loudly. The women looked at him in surprise, and then looked at each other in shock. Manvi Chaudhry, the only girl in this chawl who could not help him, and he was looking for her. The girls upstairs gasped at his answer. "Sir ji, mere baath sun. Yeh chawl mein hum sab ko aap ke madath kar sakthi hai. Lekin Manvi aap ke koi madath nahi kar sakthi hai. Iss liye yeh upar jo larkiya hai, us mein se ek larki aap chun sakthi hai", said Lali. "Mein kahana, muje Manvi Chaudhry chaiyye", said Virat sternly, feeling suffocated to be surrounded by so many women. "Are Sir ji..hum aap ko kehe rahi hoon na..".."Manvi Chaudhry kaha hai?..where is she god damn it?", bellowed Virat. He was always used to being obeyed at once at his work place and this was so annoying.

"Manvi didi woh ghar mein hai", said a soft voice. Virat looked at a small boy pointing towards a house upstairs. "Thank you", said Virat and nodded at him. Virat pushed past the women and headed towards the stairs. "Lali didi, mein Bittu ji ko bulane jarahi hoon. Aaj yaha kya hoga koi nahi kehe sakthi hoon", said another woman shaking her head and headed down the lane. The rest of the women and girls looked at Virat in disbelief. He looked a strong man, but once he faces Manvi's wrath, there was no guarantee about his life.

Virat thankfully walked towards the stairs. Those women were driving him nuts. He really did not know what he was getting in to. Should he turn back, he still had time. Should he make Aman take care of this. If this doesn't work out, well look for another. But Manvi was different. Remember, Aman told him that Manvi was different from everyone living in this chawl. He was creeped out by the looks the girls gave him when he reached the top. The girls were looking at him as if he was some kind of alien. "Manvi?", he asked from a girl he thought that looked less creepy. The girl pointed towards a house. The rest of the girls were lost in their worlds after they heard his sexy voice. He looked even more handsome than they had seen him before. His eyes would drive any woman insane. Virat ignored these looks and headed towards Manvi's house. He was going to find out just how different Manvi was, from the rest of the girls.

Champa looked at the guy who was now at Manvi's door. He had been knocking on it for a couple of minutes now, but nobody answered. She walked over to him and asked him to stop and step away. When Manvi went to sleep, no slight knock was going to wake her up. "Manvi..Manvi", she started shouting at the top of her voice and started banging on the door. "Manvi..Manvi"..Virat turned away unable to bear her loud voice. Why were people so weird over here. Even Swamini Bua's voice was much much more bearable than this. "Virat how are you going to survive the night", he thought to himself.

Manvi walked towards the door sleepily. "Champa ki bachchi..aaj tho mein aapko jaan se mardungi", she cursed Champa who was shouting like nothing. "KYA????", screamed Manvi, much louder than Champa, as she opened the door. A sudden shock wave travelled through Virat's body. "Virat this is so not good", he said to himself. This girl was able to scream even louder than the previous girl. Champa looked at Manvi apologetically. She tried to tidy up Manvi's hair and clothes. Manvi looked at her sleepily, now surprised by her actions. "Yaaa...pagal hai kya?", she shouted again. "Shhh..Manvi thum se milne, koi aaya hai", said Champa softly. Manvi rubbed her eyes. "Kaun?", she asked in confusion. No one came to meet her ever. And who was this, that too in the middle of the night. Champa moved away from the door..and called out to Virat.."Sir..", and ran off. "Virat bhaago yaha se..abhi bhi waqt hai..bhaago", his mind kept telling him. "Excuse me?", said Manvi. Virat took a deep breath, after all he was Virat Singh Vadhera, running off was not his thing, he composed himself, the Virat Singh Vadhera was back. He turned around and faced Manvi.

Virat had never seen a girl looking so messy before. Her clothes were all crumpled up and her hair was looking so frizzy. Even if you were asleep, is it possible to get so messed up. He carefully looked at her from top to bottom. He smirked. She was dressed in pants and a angry birds t-shirt. What was she ...5??? Right now she was rubbing her eyes sleepily and scratching her head. Perfect yeah right!!! There could not be anyone more imperfect than her. Manvi stared at the person in front of her. There was something oddly familiar about him. She scratched her head and thought hard. How could a person like this be familiar to her. She saw the sudden smirk that swept across his face. He came to meet her, woke her up in the middle of the night and then also dared to smirk at her. He looked like those undertakers she had seen recently in a movie, in his weird black suit. The cologne he was wearing was not helping her headache at all. She was feeling pukish now. Who was he? Both of them spent a few minutes pointing out the faults in the other person, in their minds.

Virat snapped back to reality first. "Hey", he said trying to act polite. "Hi", replied Manvi, well noticing his pretended politeness. He was forcing himself to be courteous. "How rude", she thought. "Ma'am muje aap se kuch kaam hai", he said. Then it hit Manvi. The expensive looking suit, the huge car parked below, the act of being polite, the hidden smirk - that's how they all behaved at first, too good to be true...the inquisitive stares of the other girls, the hushed up tone of Champa - this is how they behaved when some rich, important customer arrived. She could not believe that she was dragged out of bed for nothing. She shook her head. "Sir...aap galath ghar mein aaya hoon. Yeh chawl mein kisi bhi larki aap ke kaam kar sakthi hai, lekin mein nahi. Ji namsate", she said and almost shut the door. "Nahi..muje aap chaiyye", said Virat. Manvi could not believe what he just said. She opened the door angrily and looked at him. ("Woh tho gaya", said a girl who was a spectator of the drama unfolding).

"Sir..mein app ko ek baar kehediya na. Yeh galath ghar hai. Please muje sone dho aur sahi ghar dundo", she said sternly. "Manvi Chaudhry..muje Manvi Chaudhry chaiyye", said Virat. Manvi looked at him in shock. She could not find the proper words to say to him. "Sir..lag tha hai aap ko bohoth bada galath femi huwee hai. Manvi Chaudhry is not available. Samjee aur samajau", she shouted. "Ma'am, mein aap ke saath do minute baath kar sakthi hai kya?", asked Virat. "Baath..aap baath karna chathi hoon..ha ha sahab yaha sab log baath karane keliye tho aajathi hoon..dekhiye sir, aap ko yaha kya karna hai nahi karna hai, aapki marzi. Lekin mein aapko phir se kehara hi hoon, mein woh type ki larki nahi hai. Iss liye chali jayye yaha se", said Manvi, her tone much louder now. "Mein bhi aap se kehe chuki hoon. Muje Manvi Chaudhry chaiyye", said Virat adamantly. Manvi sighed. "Sir, mein aap jaise logo ko achchi thara se janthi hoon. Badi ghadi, badi pocket, badi ghar..yeh sab hai aap ke paas. Lekin aap ke soch ithna choti hai..aur thni giri huwee hai..chi. Ghar mein biwi bachcha chod kar yaha aaja thi hoon..aisd karne keliye..chi", she said in disgust. "Excuse me ma'am I'm not married and helooo I don't have a kid", said Virat in surprise. "Ma'am ki bachchi..chalo..niklo yaha se..chale jao", shouted Manvi. Virat was fuming now. How dare this girl humiliate him like this. He was trying to be poltie and cordeal and she kept on screaming. She did not even let him explain himself.

Manvi was boiling inside now. The guy did not even move an inch, despite her warnings and the cool expression on his face did not even disappear for a second. He was looking at her sarcastically. Suddenly her eyes fell on Bittu ji who just entered the chawl. She pushed past Virat and leaned on to the railing. "Oye Bittu ji..mein aapse aaj subha kahana..warning diyana mein..phir bhi aap yeh ghatiya aadmi mere ghar beja..bhagwan ke kasam Bittu ji..mein bhula dungi..app mera chacha hai..", shouted Manvi at Bittu ju who was trembling now. "Aur aap..dapha hojaiye..abhi isi waqt", she shouted and went inside and shut the door with a bang right on Virat's face. Virat was startled by her outbirst, but pretended to be calm and collected. He walked towards the stairs. "Sir, Manvi aise hi hai. Aap please doosri larki dekhi ya na", offered a woman. He turned a deaf year to the requests and walked towards his car. The rest of the women started cursing Manvi. If she had refused him politely he would have chosen another girl. Instead she had humiliated and sent him off. What an opportunity wasted. Virat walked angrily to the car and got in and shut door with a bang. He had to get out of here. The embarrassment was killing him. For the last time he looked at Manvi's house with anger oozing out of his eyes and drove off.

Manvi flopped on to the bed angrily. "Muje Manvi Chaudhry chaiyye", his words were still ringing in her head. She clenched her fists..she clutched her pillow tightly. How dare he make a demand like that. First she thought that it was a mistake. After all all the houses in this chawl were considered the same. So making a mistake was common. But when she told him over and over again, he still refused to listen to her and went on making his demands. He knew her name, he specifically came here for her, that means he was the person Bittu ji was talking about. Manvi kept thinking of ways to murder Bittu ji. And what about the guy. He looked so young..and he did not look that bad either. Was he desperate enough to come to a place like this.

Virat parked the car on the side of the road. If he continued to drive in this state, he would surely kill himself or kill someone else. He seriously started having doubts about her mental health. She seemed seriously sick..mentally. The way she spoke to him, she had to be kidding. Who on earth would speak to Virat Vadhera in that manner. And what was talking about a wife and kids. Has she lost it. Even when he spoke to her with respect, she humiliated him in front of all those good for nothing people. He was going to kill Aman for this. Advising him to convince her..convince her for what, may be he should convince him to get admitted at a loony bin. That's where she belonged. But at least one good thing came out of it. He got saved in time from getting married to a bloody psycho. He sighed in relief and drove off.

Virat returned home extremely tired and shaken up by his night adventure. He quickly had a wash and flopped on to bed. Though he was tired, he was not getting even a wink of sleep. He was thinking about Manvi. He had never seen a girl before who spoke her mind so clearly, bravely and most importantly insanely. When thinking about it over and over again, there was a point when he actually forgot about his anger and let out a tiny laugh. How she spoke non stop and that too at the top of her voice, surprised him. He had met many smart, intelligent, successful, gorgeous, hot, sexy girls. But there was something about her. She was one of a kind person..a unique piece.

Next Morning
Manvi woke up with a jerk. She was very much shaken up by her dream. She quickly gave her face a few slaps. How could she have dreamt about the undertaker guy. She had only seen him once and that too was the most unpleasant meeting ever. And yet she had a weird dream about him. In her dream, she had walked in to a room, with a cup of tea in her hand. She was in saree and her head was covered by her pallu - which made the dream even more unrealistic. Manvi and saree and on top of that pallu..no way. He was asleep on a bed. She bent down and whispered to his ear. "Utiye na ji". "Eeewww..eeewww..gross gross", she shuddered jumping out of the bed.

Virat stretched his arms and sat up on bed. He smiled and looked at the cup of tea offered to him. He looked at the girl seated in front of him. Seated calmly and quietly, looking beautiful as an angel. He smiled widely. "Devar ji..devar ji...utiye na..koi sapna dekh rahi hoon kya?"..he woke up startled. "Bhabhi", he said in surprise and looked around. "Ha bhabhi..kyu..aap ke chai koi aur lene wale thi kya?", asked Jeevika giving him the cup of tea. Virat took the cup of tea and shook his head. Jeevika opened the curtains and started arranging hsi bed. There was something different about her kadoos devar today. Virat looked slyly at his bhabhi. Did she realize that he was having a dream about Manvi? But how was that even possible. Uggghhh..his day is just going to be terrible. He finished his tea and rushed to the washroom and stood under the shower and let the water run. He needed to pull himself together.

Manvi rushed down the lane, not wanting to be late today. But who knows, after dreaming about that kadoos insaan, only god can help her today. She met Bittu ji who was on his way up. Bittu ji thought that he should run for his life when he saw Manvi. The girl was capable of murder. He knew that very well. Until today, no one had been able to escape the deadly clutches of Manvi Chaudhry. He looked away, avoiding her gaze. "Good morning Bittu ji", she said sarcastically. "Betiya..mere baath sun", he started pleading. "Bittu ji..aaj muje bohoth kaam hai. Muje kal raath ke bare mein koi baath nahi karni hai. Jo huwa so huwa..lekin ainda..aise kuch nahi hone chaiyye", said Manvi sternly. "Betiya...pehele mere bath tho suno. Woh admi us kaam keliya nahi aaya..kuch aur kaam tha..uske koi aur personal kaam", said Bittu ji. "Kya??..kya??..kuck aur kaam...Bittu ji aap pehel kyu nahi bathaya", grumbled Manvi in shock. "Bathane ki kithni koshish ki thi mein. Kabhi bhi mere baath sun thi nahi..pagal..betiya woh admi achchi sanskari karki dund rahi thi..mein ne aap ke naam diya..bewakoof", said Bittu ji giving her a tight slap. "Nahi nahi nahi..aise nahi hosakthi hai. Is waqt muje paise ki sak zaroorat hai..ahhh", said Manvi banging her fists on her forehead. Bittu ji looked helplessly at her. "Bittu ji..koi phone number hai uska?", asked Manvi after thinking for awhile. "Ha..ek minute", said Bittu ji and searched in his purse. "Yeh uska naam aur address. Phone number..ek minute..ha yaha hai", said Bittu ji handing over a crumpled up paper. Manvi snatched it away from him. "Aman Mehra - Chandighar?", she said in surprise. "Woh Chandighar se muje mile keliye Rishikesh aaya?", she exclaimed. "Ha iss liye tho kehara hi hoon..bohoth bada kaam hai beta..bohoth bada.."..Manvi remained silent for a few minutes. Her foolishness lost her such a big opportunity. She had to do something about it. A mere phone call won't be enough after the way she insulted him yesterday. "Thank you Bittu ji", she shouted rushing up the lane.

After 15 minutes Manvi was standing at Champa's door step with a small bag in her hand. "Champa, mein bohoth important kaam keliya jarahi hoon. Shayad aaj raath nahi apaungi. Aap please beeji ke kayal rakhna. Mein beeji ko sab kuch bathadiya..please", requested Manvi. "Of course Manvi. Kaise baathe kar rahi hoon. Meri bhi beeji hoon na. Thum jao..befikar thumare kaam keliye jao", said Champa giving her a tight hug. Manvi rushed down the stairs and headed towards the bus stop.

Afternoon
Virat and Aman were walking towards their office after a meeting. "Sir are you alright?", asked Aman very much concerned about his boss. The meeting had been an utter failure. Virat had acted dreamy, unfocused and uninterested. "Yeah", said Virat roughly. He was in a terrible mood. He could not believe his work got affected due to some worthless piece of junk. Why did he keep thinking about her. "Sir did something happen last night?", asked Aman again. Virat clenched his fists. Aman saw this and got ready to duck away if needed. "Aman, I'm telling you for the first and last time. I don't want to talk about that girl ever again. Look for someone else. And make it fast", said Virat sternly. "Yes sir", nodded Aman meekly.

Manvi could not keep still as she was too nervous. The elderly woman sitting next to her looked at her with suspicion. Ever since this girl got in to the bus, she was behaving strangely. Asking the conductor every minute if they were close to Chandhighar or not. She seemed to be practising some dialogues. May be for some drama. "Beti are you taking part in a play?", she asked from Manvi, after Manvi muttered the words.."Sir..please muje maaf kardo..mein aap ke ghuneghar hoon. Aap muje koi bhi zaza dijiye..muje manzoor hai"..with so much passion. Manvi looked at the lady confused. "Kya?", she asked. The lady decided to drop the conversation. She took out a paper from her bag and started reading it. Manvi looked out the window, wondering if it would take more time. She looked around bored and suddenly her eyes fell on the paper. She clutched her neck. She felt that her breathing stopped. She snatched away the paper from the lady. The lady looked at her in surprise and anger. But her anger subsided when she saw Manvi clutching her neck. "Beti kya huwa?..are you ill?", she asked worriedly. Manvi kept pointing to the paper. "Yah..yah..yah", she was trying to say something, but no sound came out.

Manvi could not believe it. It was the guy from last night..Aman Mehra..no this was not Aman Mehra..it was it was..Virat Singh Vadhera. This was the same paper that the girls were drooling over yesterday. Virat Singh Vadhera..he came to meet her last night. This had to be a dream. Manvi felt faintish. And she said all those things to him. Oh no!!!!!!! Couldn't some ordinary man come in search for her? Was it necessary for that man to be the richest, most powerful, the most successful youngest businessman India. "Manvi thu thu tho gaya..bilkul gaya..kisse panga liya thu?", she said to herself. "Aaahhh", she cried out pulling her hair. The lady looked around uncomfortably. What is wrong with this child?

After few hours, the conductor finally informed her that they were close to Chandighar now. Manvi was trembling now. "Manvi dar ne ki koi zaroorat nahi hai..fighting!!!!", she convinced herself. She looked at his picture again. "Mein bilkul galath nahi thi..kadoos..sadoo..akroo..sums up to Virat Singh Vadhera. Lekin Manvi aapko yeh kadoos ke saath kaam karni hai, iss liye..patience my dear..patience", she said to herself again. Finally the bus reached it's destination. The lady sitting next to Manvi got off the bus quickly, feeling thankful to get away from the weird passenger.

Manvi looked around the new strange city in front of her. For the first time since she left home, she felt really frightened. Was it the right decision to come all the way to Chandhighar? She did not even know anyone here, except for Virat. As if he would help her if she got in to trouble. She looked around lost for a few minutes and then headed to a taxi stand. "Bhaiyya..Vadhera Group jaana hai", she said getting in to the taxi. The taxi driver looked at her, a bit surprised but drove off in silence. Manvi clutched her dupatta tightly. As she got closer to the company the more nervous she got. Finally the taxi came to a halt. "Madam ji..woh bada building hai na. Vadhera Group hai", he said. Manvi paid the taxi fare and got off. She slowly crept towards the magnificent building in front of her.

Vadhera Group
The security guard looked suspiciously at the girl who just walked inside. She did not seem to be a regular visitor. Usually girls always came here half dressed. It was very rare to see a girl fully dressed in a traditional salwar suit walk in to the building. She walked nervously and looked around with her big scared eyes. "Madam ji, aap ko kuch kaam hai yaha?", he asked. "Ha..muje Vadhera Group mein kuch kaam hai", she replied. "Achcha madam..aap 3rd floor jaiyye..theek hai", said the guard. Manvi thanked the guard and headed up. She was too scared to get on the elevator. What will happen if it gets stuck, so better to use the stairs. She saw the receptionist and headed over to her. "Excuse me", she said politely. The receptionist gave her a strange look. "Yes?".."Can I please meet Mr. Aman Mehra?", asked Manvi. "Please wait for a second..and may I know your name please?"..."Manvi", she said. "Hello, Mr. Aman there is someone named Manvi at the reception to meet you. Oki..I will send her in", the receptionist looked at Manvi again in a strange manner. "Ma'am please go straight and then there is cabin to your left. You can meet Mr. Aman there", she said. "Thank you so much", said Manvi smiling and headed towards the cabin, "Neha woh behen ji kaun hai?", she heard someone asking the receptionist.

"What happened Aman, why are you looking shocked?", asked Virat. "Actually sir it was Neha. She said that someone named Manvi is here to meet me", said Aman, still confused. Virat nearly choked. "What?", he asked. "Yeah..sir you please finish your tea. I will check on her", said Aman standing up. "Aman, you finish your tea and then get me those production details I asked for. I will check on her", said Virat standing up. "But sir are you sure?", asked Aman. "Why?..you think she is going to bite me?", asked Virat with a smirk and headed towards his cabin.

Manvi saw few weird looks thrown at her by the girls. She ignored them and headed towards Aman's cabin. She easily found his cabin. But just as she was about to step in to his cabin, her eyes caught a magnificent cabin few feet away. She saw the name board on it clearly. "Virat Singh Vadhera". Reading his name gave her gossebumps. She took a deep breath. She should face him and apologize to him. What's the use of meeting Mr. Aman. He probably even has no idea of last night's happenings. She stopped at the door and knocked few times. But there was no answer. She slowly opened the glass door and stepped inside.

Manvi in her whole life had not seen a place magnificent as this. It was so spacious that everyone in her chawl could come and live here and there would still be space left. The first thing that caught Manvi's eye was the magnificent view. She ran to the corner and looked out. The whole city could be seen beautifully. It must be even more beautiful at night. She looked around in aw. Manvi spun herself around the room. She almost knocked on the huge cabinet in the corner, which was filled with trophies. How blessed should you be to work in a place like this. She thought of all the dingy places she had to work in. They were not even quarter of the size of his whole work space. Who could call this working? This was better than any vacation. There was not a single thing out of place. It was so clean and tidy. Manvi completely forgot why she came here. She forgot that the person's cabin that she was enjoying right now, was chased away by her from her own home last night and she had a big apology to make. Forgetting everything she looked around inquisitively. Her eyes fell on Virat's desk. She walked behind the desk and touched his chair. Not only it was huge as ever, but it was so comfortable. She could not stop herself from checking it out. She slowly sat on the chair. "Aaahhh...", felt heavenly. She felt like a queen sitting there. She loved these type of chairs. You could keep spinning for ages. She tried it once at one of her work places, but quickly got chased away by her boss. "Hehehehehehe", she laughed as she spun around.

Virat made his way towards his office. As he walked towards his office, his emotions were all jumbled up. He was feeling nervous, angry, surprised as well as excited. "Oh come on Virat, what is she going to do..bite you?", thought he had meant it as a joke before, he seriously had his doubts. With her anything seemed possible. He felt angry remembering the way he was mercilessly humiliated last night. That was the first time ever anyone tried to humiliate him. He was fuming now. He was surprised that she was actually here, in Chandhighar, in his office. He thought yesterday was the first and final time they met. He also felt a tiny bit of excitement creeping up, there was this one part in his mind that wanted to see her, wanted to see how she looked in daylight, if she still looked messy and crazy, wanted to hear her screeching voice again, wanted to experience her anger again, wanted to hear her babble non-stop again.

As he passed Aman's cabin, it was evident to him that there was no one inside. He thought of going back to the reception. He then noticed that his cabin door was slightly ajar. That was surprising. He never left his door open. And he heard slight giggles coming from his cabin. He hurried towards his cabin. Virat was not a big believer of day dreaming, but even he felt that all this was a dream. Manvi was seated on his chair, spinning around, giggling like a teenager. This is not what he had in mind when he thought of their meeting. Either she would be the angry sherni last night and start blasting him as soon as he stepped in to the office or she would have realized her mistake and would have sincerely apologized..with all the rona dhona drama (yeah right..big chance of that happening with her!!!!). But what was this..she seriously should be put away in a loony bin, this girl was beyond crazy. She did not even notice him at the door. She was in her own world of masti. Virat smirked. Miss. Perfect, so they say. "Miss. Manvi Chaudhry", said Virat in a loud stern voice.

She froze as she heard his voice. She stopped the chair from spinning and was no facing him. She felt dizzy after all the spinning and seeing him made it even worse. She was trembling now. She remained frozen for a few seconds and as reality kicked in, jumped out of the chair, accidently knocking over a huge pile of papers on Virat's desk. Virat looked at her in horror. What the hell was wrong with her? Seeing the pile of papers on the floor, Manvi panicked even more. She quickly made her apologies and bent down to pick them up, again knocking over another pile of papers. Virat could not believe that someone could be so clumsy. "Miss. Manvi, that's enough..leave it", he said. Manvi gulped and stood up slowly not wanting to face him. "Why was it all going wrong..mein kya karoo..kya karooo..", she thought.

"Miss. Manvi, so we meet again", said Virat walking towards her. Manvi gulped again. She quickly ran in front of Virat and knelt down and brought her hands together. "Sir..please muje maaf kardo..mujse bohoth badi galthi huwee hai..please sir..please yeh masum larki ko maaf kardo..aap muje maaf karungi na..sir kabhi khushi kabhi gham mein ek line hai..maafi mang ne se koi chota bada nahi ho jathi hai..lekin maaf karne wale ka dil bohoth bada hai..aap ki dil bhi bohoth bade hai na sir..hai na..please sir..please", pleaded Manvi, now pretending to sob.

"Huh", Virat was in a state of shock. How can anyone say so many words in one go. And how dramatic and what kind of over acting is this. Was she even in her senses. Kabhi Kushi Kabhi Gham..what the hell was that? He looked at her who was no pretending to cry, trying to act as if she was wiping away her tears. He was surprised, but he was also amused by her performance. He had never seen anything like this before. He had to cover his mouth, to hide the fact that he was smiling. She was a total entertainment package.

He sighed. She seriously took him for a fool. "Miss. Manvi, please stop it. I said stop it and stand up right now", he said. Manvi sighed dramatically and stood up slowly. "Tho aap muje maaf nahi karung na", she said in a very dejected, filmy voice. Her performance was not getting under his skin. "Miss. Manvi, I asked you to stop it", he bellowed. "You think I am an idiot. Please stop this drama at once. Are you out of your mind. Please stop embarrassing yourself and please stop embarrassing me as well. Disgusting", he said and walked towards his chair. Manvi looked at him in surprise. "Damn it, he saw through it. How could he. Usually her performances worked very well with anybody", she thought gloomily. "Miss. Manvi, there is no need to be so bummed out, take a seat", ordered Virat. Manvi quickly seated herself, not wanting to get in to any more trouble.

"What a performance Miss. Manvi. If you brushed it up a bit and lost the bit of over acting, you could even be nominated for an oscar. Aur kithni bolthi hoon thum..unbelievable", said Virat. Manvi was seated in front of him, with her head turned down in fear and shame. But as soon as he said the last sentence, she looked at him with a smile on her face. "Hai na..sab kehera hi hai..mein bohoth bolthi hoon..kya karoo sir, mein bach pan se aise hai. Hamesha bolthi hoon. Kuch na kuch...", "Miss. Manvi, aap ke bach pan ke aadath muje nahi janna hai. I'm not interested", said Virat cutting in. Manvi smiled at him, but a murderous glare was hidden in it. "Sorry sir".."Manvi shaanthi shaanthi..yeh kadoos ke paas thumare liye kaam hai..is ke bare mein soch", she said to herself. "Aap ne kuch kaha?", asked Virat. Manvi shook her head.

"So Miss. Manvi, you in Chandhighar?..you've got something to tell me?", asked Virat. Manvi bit her lip. She knew that Virat was waiting for her apology. But she found it very hard to apologize to him sincerely. His don't care, cold attitude was driving her mad. The only thing she wanted to do right now was to give him a tight slap, across his face. She sighed. "Oki, I will make it easier for you. You came here to tell me that you are sorry for the way you treated me last night. That you were mistaken and I'm not a ghatiya insaan, who leaves his biwi and bachcha at home to come and enjoy himself..am I right?", asked Virat with a smirk on his face. Manvi nodded giving a half hearted smile. "Mistaken my foot..", she thought angrily. "Koi mistake nahi hai..he is an arrogant, rich spoilt brat", she kept smiling. Virat smiled at her too, knowing very well the thoughts going on in her mind. "So Miss. Manvi, fine I accept your apology. I mean how could I not, after your very fine performance. So anything else you want to say to me?", asked Virat. Manvi gave a wide fake smile. "Sir, aap ke paas mere liye kuch kaam hai na?", she asked meekly. Virat smiled. "Straight to business, I like it. Yes Miss. Manvi, I have some work for you", said Virat highly enjoying the mocking session. "Kya?", asked Manvi meekly again. "Miss. Manvi Chaudhry..mujse shaadi karoge?",he asked.

Precap
"So do we have a deal Miss. Manvi", asked Virat extending his hand towards her.

So girls that was part 3. How was it? Please send your comments and criticisms. It really helps me a lot in developing the story. Thank you so much for your precious time. Not a lot of VirMan again. But was just creating the foundation. Now that everything is on track await more VirMan scenes. Hope you enjoyed. Love you loadz and loadz!!!!!!

*I will send the pms as soon as possible. Rushing off for some work. Sorry for the delay*
Edited by Anu101 - 13 years ago

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