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maankigeet4ever

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Posted: 14 years ago

#101

and we get a another kiss..omg....

but ya,,it was indeed a sad one...that sameera is bad...i hate her.....

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Tyro

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Posted: 14 years ago

#102

so glad to know that geet knows all the truth now....

maan is in so much pain...😭

i hope geet will be able to cheer him....

update soon.....

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Deepa

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Posted: 14 years ago

#103

part 2
whoa..................Sameera said those words to Geet now i dont Geet will sit quiet..................Maan will now find solace in Geet.....................cont soon.................

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MsMovielover

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Posted: 14 years ago

#104

aww i feel really bad for maan...
hope geet cheers him up

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Hinal.94

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Posted: 14 years ago

#105

wow loved it n thank god geet got to know about sameera cheating maan n precap is awesome

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PRATHYUSHA

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Posted: 14 years ago

#106

wonderful update.................finally geet came to knw the true face of sameera.....waiting 4r nxt update hw geet wil cheer up maan................do continue soon

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sb1412

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Posted: 14 years ago

#107

hey,
nice concept...add me to your pm list plz....

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Sameeha

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Posted: 14 years ago

#108

A Maaneet Tale

Chapter 3

I hailed for a rickshaw.

"Bhai, take me to Khurana Constructons please" I said and sat inside the rickshaw. Maan sir had left before I could stop him. I knew he was very upset and I had to find a way to tell him to just move on.

After I had reached Khurana Constructions I ran inside, ignoring the workers that were staring at me in horror. I went into Sir's cabin without knocking and just as I had expected, he wasn't there.

I should go find him.

Or maybe I should just wait till tomorrow. He might need some space to think.

I decided to just wait so I headed back to my cabin. I glared at the stack of files for me to correct, which had grown even higher. I sighed and sat down at my chair, a bit relieved to do some normal work.

***

The next morning, I hailed for a rickshaw like always and told him to take me to Khurana Constructions. I fiddled with the end of my dubatta as the rickshaw struggled against the traffic. I needed to see if Maan was at work.

Once the rickshaw completely came to a standstill, I decided to just walk. It would be faster and anyway, I wouldn't want to be late for my second day at work.

"Bhai, mein yaha sei age khud chale jaoungi" I said and handed over some money

I got out of the rickshaw and started to half-run and half-walk as I looked at the time on my watch. I was getting late.

Finally, I arrived at Khurana Constructions. This time, I sped walk to Maan's cabin so the workers wouldn't think I'm crazy. I pushed the door of his cabin so I could get inside but it didn't move. It was locked.

I sighed and sat down on the chair in my cabin. I didn't know what to do. I didn't even know where Maan lived.

"Maan ko jhooti girlfriend bana ta to apna ghar ka address to dehi sakte te" I mumbled to myself and thought about what to do.

I could ask Adi.

I picked up the phone and dialed his Cabin number.

Adi: "H-h-hello" he stuttered at the end of the line

"Adi Sir, do you know where Maan sir lives?" I asked and held my breath. Please say yes...

Adi: "Y-y-yes, but why do you want to know?" he asked me

"Wo sab mein apko baad mein pataongi. Just tell me where he lives" I said and grabbed a pen and paper

Adi: "Okay. Write it down" he said and recited the address to me. I wrote it down and then hung up. His house wasn't very far. I could walk.

So I stood up, exited Khurana Constructions, and began walking to his house.

***

Once his house appeared in view, I came to a standstill as I took in the beautiful features of his house. Sir was definitely very rich.

I walked up the pathway, admiring the colourful flowers planted onto the ground. Doves flied around me as I fiddled with the end of my dubatta. What would I say to his family members? That I was his fake girlfriend?

"No, I'll say i'm his secretary" I decided and rang the doorbell. I could feel my hands becoming clammy and wet as I waited for somebody to answer the door.

An old, but very beautiful lady opened the door. I didn't know who she was but she smiled at me.

Lady: "Can I help you?" she said

"Uh... Mein... Ji woh... Ha! Mein Maan ki secretary hu. I need Maan's signature's on some very important files. Can I come in?" I explained and asked as politely as I could.

Lady: "Come in! I'm Maan's daadima. Nice to meet you" she greeted me and stepped aside so I could walk in. I gasped as I took in the huge hallway.

Daadima: "Maan isn't very well but I'm sure he's awake" she said and offered me a drink. I very politely refused. She told me the directions of his bedroom and I went upstairs, being very careful to not break the expensive vases and displays.

The door of his bedroom was slightly open and I peeked inside. He was asleep in his bed. Coughing and sniffing.

I slowly entered his bedroom. It was just like his cabin except there was a slight hint of blue on the bed and walls.

I went up to Maan's bed and sat down right on the edge. I put my hand on his head and gasped when he was very hot.

He had fever.

Daadima: "Poor boy was out all night in the rain" Daadima said out of the blue. I didn't realize she had walked in.

I put my hand quickly away from his forehead.

"How can I make him feel better?" I asked casually

Daadima: "Well, you can make him his favourite italian pasta" she suggested. I smiled at the suggestion and stood up.

"Okay. I'll make it" I said and walked out of the bedroom. Daadima kindly showed me the directions of the kitchen and I followed her. She told me where the ingrediants were all kept and other things were. I nodded at everything she said and once she left, I had the kitchen to myself.

I went into the cupboards and got out the italian recipe book. I sat on a chair and turned the pages to the book. Once I found a decent pasta recipe to make, I stood up and got out the ingrediants.

***

I got out of my bed and rubbed my eyes. I was feeling so worthless and stupid today. It was a good thing I didn't go to Khurana Constructions. I had a good excuse.

I had a strange dream. A dream that Geet was coming to me. But whatever, I don't believe that dreams come true anyway. None of mine haven't.

I got out of the bed and regretted doing so when my head throbbed even louder and even faster. My head was like a bomb that might explode any minute. Ugh.

I coughed and rubbed at my sore throat. I needed Daadima to massage my head.

So I exited my bedroom and walked down the stairs. As I passed by the kitchen, I smelt something. Something very delicious.

"Must be Nakul" I thought to myself but I went inside the kitchen just to check out what he was making. The aroma calmed my nerves.

But it wasn't Nakul.

It was... It was Geet.

I rubbed my eyes to make sure I wasn't hallucinating.

But I wasn't.

I watched her in shock, making my favourite pasta. I never knew she could even cook. Was she doing this all for... Me?

I watched her cheerily stir the pasta, mumbling to herself how she used to love cooking for her mother.

I watched her grab a fork and take a bite from the pan.

Geet: "Maan Sir ko zaroor pasand aiga" she said to herself as she set the pasta on the plate for me.

She was so cute.

I watched her grab another fork and set it on the plate. She turned around and froze when she saw me.

Geet: "I made pasta for you. Daadima told me it's your favourite..." she trailed off and I could see her cheeks form a light shade of pink as she looked down at the plate.

She put the plate on the dining table and turned her back on me. I sat down on the dining table and took a bite.

"Amazing" I said and smiled. My throat feels better already. I tucked into my pasta. I was really enjoying it. I had to admit, Geet had magic in her hands.

But suddenly I felt dizzy.

"Stupid headache" I mumbled to myself

I think Geet seemed to hear me because I felt soft hands on my head that couldn't at all be Daadima's. I leaned back against my chair, leaving her to it.

***

I looked at both of them.

That girl couldn't be Maan's secretary. Maybe a girlfriend.

I had to get both of them married.

I smirked as my old mind started to imagine how they would look as a couple. That girl in a red saree and Maan's arm around her waist...

Not bad.

Precap: Geet faints

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I think I'll be updating more of The Plan instead of My Other Half since people seem to like this FF more. But anyways, I hope you enjoy this update! PLEASE hit the LIKE button and PLEASE comment!

Edited by Sameeha786 - 14 years ago