MANEET OS- Suna Suna..Lamha.. EPILOGUE PAGE 20 - Page 5

Maan ran into a deep hallway that seemed to stretch for miles. The scent was getting even stronger, and he heard the voice getting even louder... The sweet song was so hauntingly beautiful. The melody was so haunting!

Maan's heart and mind were fighting against eachother and his feet were following some other command. The voice and scent was pulling him towards the hallways.

He stopped to a dead end and there were two hallways on his right and left side... He heard the voice echoing through both of the hallways. He was so confused on where he should go... He felt a little weak on his knees... Why was her voice so powerful? It completely possessed him and stole all his thoughts... his mind was clouded with her scent and voice.

" Where should I go!?!" thought Maan. He was extremely puzzled.

Then he heard tiny giggles echoing through the hallway that was on his right hand side. He smiled a little and he turned towards his right and ran into the hallway. It seemed to stretch forever... The cobwebs were blocking his path with its invisible strings... He tore through them and he saw a picture of Geet again...

The same picture that he saw on the wall in the living room was hanging right in front of him above a table that had a candle. Her picture had a garland around it and he walked closer to it. He stared right into it. He saw her features even closer. She was an heavenly beauty... Her innocent eyes reflected her pureness. Her skin was soft and she had a tinge of pink to her cheeks while smiling.

Maan raised his hand and ran his hand down the picture... He closed his eyes tightly and then he heard the giggles again... Now he wanted to see her. He had enough of the games. He was about to walk ahead until the windows blew open and wind started to blow...

The white curtains were blowing gracefully around and she started singing again... " Mur ke zara, ab dekhlo..."

Her voice was intoxicating his mind... He felt warm... not afraid... He could feel her presence around him and he wanted to see her... he wanted to talk to her... he wanted to touch her...

" Bepaanah pyar hai aajaa... tera intezaar hain aajaa..." sang Geet.

"GEEET" yelled Maan... he had enough of the games. " GEEET" yelled Maan. The singing stopped and it was dead silent...

Maan looked around frantically for her. She was driving him crazy... " GEEET... MERE SAMNE AAO... PLEASE..." pleaded Maan.

Nothing. Not even a sound.

" Mere samna aao Geet..." said Maan softly. He felt so dejected... So lost... so empty...

Maan fell on his knees and he bowed his head in defeat. Her voice... her presence... her scent... it was captivatingly beautiful.

He breathed hard for a second... and then...

" Maan" said a voice softly. " Uthiye Maan" said the voice softly.

Maan raised his head and he saw Geet... she was smiling at him. He smiled a little and he slowly got up...

" Geet..." said Maan softly. " Bula liya hota Maan... main aajati" added Geet. She put her hand on his cheek and he felt warm. He put his hand on hers and he said, " Deewano ki tarah main tumhe dhoond raha tha... itna kyun tarsati ho mujhe?" She only laughed. She took her hand off his cheek and she said, " Acha bhaag lete hain aap"

Maan only laughed... " Do you know how crazy your scent, your voice and you presence makes me?" Geet just nodded her head... " Its your favorite one on me Maan... jasmin..."

" I feel like taking you away..." said Maan. " I'm all yours" smiled Geet. " Papa bhi nahin hain... aur mere bhaiya bhi nahin hain aurr.. sirf main aur aap" said Geet. " Acha... aur chacha jii?" asked Maan with one eyebrow up. " Unko koi faraq nahin parta... main unki pyaaarii si beti hoon" said Geet. " Bohot hi sharati ho Geet" joked Maan. " Woh to main hoon" winked Geet.

" Chalo.. Miss.Handa... dadimaa kay paas" said Maan as he tried to grab onto her hand. She took it away before he could grab onto it and she looked at him nervously, " Maan... yeh nahin ho sakta"
" Kyun nahin ho sakta... Geet tum mere saamne ho... agar mein tumhe dekh sakta hoon to dadimaa bhi-" began Maan.

She put her fingers on his lips and said, " Yeh kabhi nahin ho sakta Maan... kabhi nahin... main doosri dunya mein hoon... aur aap... doosri dunya mein..."

Maan put his hand on her fingers and he kissed them, " Nothing in this world can seperate you from me..."

" I'm a dream for you Maan... I can never be yours" said Geet softly. She had a tear slip down her face and he quickly wiped it... " Geet... don't cry... it breaks my heart into pieces"

" The first time I saw you in the dargah was the time I fell in love with you..." said Maan. Geet stepped back for a bit. She looked at him intently, " Maan..."

" You looked like an angel in the dargah... with a pure soul... pure heart... pure love" said Maan.

" You really don't remember anything do you?" said Geet with a look of dread in her eyes. " Remember?" asked Maan.

Geet only snickered and she said, " They really did a good job on keeping you away from me..."

" What do you mean GeeT?" asked Maan as he was confused. Geet only sighed and she turned around and walked into the hallways. Maan scrunched his face up in confusion. " Geet! where are you going?!!" called Maan. She didn't answer.

He only had one choice. He had to follow her.

He walked behind her as she walked in front of him. Her long brown hair went down to her middle back and she wore a white anarkali... his favorite color...He followed her through the large hallways and she finally turned into a large area which looked like the courtyard with large pillars with cobwebs hanging around and the palangs were put to the side and everything looked old... empty... and deserted.

She turned around and said, " Maan... you will believe me when I tell you this right?" Maan only said, " Of course Geet...tell me.."

" This is not the first time we've met Maan" said Geet. " But the dargah?" asked Maan. " Tell me Geet... I'm all ears"

" Maan... we know eachother from before... infact we know eachother for a long time... ever since that party at this haveli six years ago" said Geet. Maan looked so puzzled..

" Maan... you need to here this... I have to tell you..." said Geet with a shaky voice.

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" Geet beti!" called Mohinderlal as he walked through the large hallways and into his daughters room. Geet turned around and smiled... She looked so beautiful... she wore a creme colored lengha (Main Agar Kahoon Sequence in the drama) Her hair was done up elegantly.

" Ji papa" said Geet. Mohinderlal smiled, " Aap bohot khoobsurat lag rahi hain" Geet just laughed and she finished putting on her bangles... Mohinderlal just stood there and he admired his daughter. " You look just like your mother... wohi aakhen... wohi chehra... wohi muskaan.." said Mohinderlal. Geet only frowned a little and she said, " meri Mama iss dunya ki sabse khoobsurat mama thi..."

Mohinderlal laughed, " You look even more beautiful princess" " Papa... aapne apni davaee le li?" asked Geet. " Ji doctor sahiba.. le li" smiled Mohinderlal. Geet only shook her head and she went up and hugged her father. She was so small compared to him... "Neeche aayiye humaray saath" said Mohinderlal. Geet nodded and Mohinderlal only put his arm around Geet and they headed towards the grand stairs that led into the great hall where the party was happening.

Geet always felt nervous... sometimes she would choose not to attend because of the passing comments of people. She liked being the normal girl she was. But thank God her friend Riddhima was going to be there. She would never have survived without her. Geet approached the large steps with her father and they started to walk down.

Geet felt all eyes on her and she only smiled... her father was there... nothing could happen to her. Everyone's eyes stared in awe of Geet. Mohinderlal's daughter was truly beautiful. Heavenly if you might add.

Ridhima turned around from talking to a couple of people and she smiled. Geet and her father finally reached the bottom and she said, " Papa.. Ridzy yahaan hain.. main jaaon?"

Mohinderlal laughed and nodded. Geet rushed off towards Riddhima who was wearing a pink lengha. " Ridzy!" screamed Geet as she hugged her best friend. " Kahaan thi Geet?! tera intezaar kar kay thak gayi... soch rahi thi kay tere kamray mein aajaon... bore ho rahi thi..." said Ridhimma.

" Shutup.. acha.. yeh bata.. do I look okay? You know me Ridz.. I dont wear this stuff too often" said Geet. " You look so good Geetoo!... " said Riddhima. Geet and Ridhima walked through the whole party greeting others and they were talking and giggling at the same time.

" So? Armaan kaisa hai Ridzy?" asked Geet. " Shh.. marwaegi kya?" said Ridhimma. " Acha baba.. bata naa.." whispered Geet. " Woh theek hain... papa humari shaadi kay liye maan gaye!" screeched Ridhimma. Geet jumped up! " Congrats Ridz.. acha... as your maid of honor... I need some bucks off of my jeeja jii.." joked Geet. " Tera rajkumar kab milega?"

"Woh-" began Geet.

Geet accidently walked into a tall man. It sort of hurt when she bumped against him... she was dizzy for a second and then she looked up. " Sorry maine-" began Geet. The man only stared at her... she looked around nervously... " Is there spinich in my teeth?"

Ridhimma's jaw dropped. Geet looked at her best friend. " Ridz..tujhe kya ho gaya hain?" whispered Geet. " M.. Ma.. Maan Singh Khurana?" whispered Ridhimma. Geet frowned. Maan Singh Khurana? Geet rolled her eyes and she looked at Maan. He was still staring at her... it seemed like his feet were rooted to the ground. Geet laughed a little and she waved her hand in his face. " Hey?! kya ghoor rahe ho?" asked Geet. Maan snapped out of it and he smirked, " Are you sure you're father wasn't a scientist?" Geet frowned.. " No..."

" He should be proud that he made a wonderful experiment like you..." winked Maan. Ridhimma giggled and Geet only laughed. " No... my papa is Thakur Mohinderlal Singh Handa... he is a businessman.. does that count?" asked Geet. " Btw... your joke was lame" said Geet. Maan only laughed. " You have a good sense of humor Lady Handa..."

" Thankyou... and you have the worst pick up lines..." joked Geet. Maan looked around and he took her hand and kissed it. She took her hand away quickly and blushed... " Haasi to phasi" winked Maan. He only laughed to himself and he turned around and walked the other way. The girls watched him leave... damn... he was HOT...

Ridhimma screeched, " OMGGG GEET.. DO YOU KNOW WHO THAT WAS?"

" No?" said Geet. " THAT WAS MAAN SINGH KHURANA... THE HEIR OF KHURANA INDUSTRIES... GEET!!! HE IS A TOTAL HEARTHROB AND OMGGG THE MOST ELIGIBLE BACHELOR IN DELHI!"

"So? main kya karoon?" said Geet. " GEEET... HE TOTALLY FOUND YOU HOT... I know it... he was staring at you for so long" said Ridhima. " I don't care.. besides... one should look at the personality and not the looks... he just lusts" said Geet. " Shutup! you're such a goody two shoes..." said Ridhimma.

" Your friend is right" said a familiar voice behind them. Geet turned around and she just looked to the side and smiled, " Aap humari baatein sun rahe thay?"

" Shayad" said Maan with a smirk. " Bohot buri baat Mr. Khurana" said Geet. " ooh... that hit straight into my heart lady Handa..." joked Maan. He was such a flirt... Geet just wanted to laugh. She just nodded her head and rolled her eyes..

She turned around and walked the other way. Ridhimma just stared at Maan dreamily... " Sorry Mr. Khurana... she is just..."

" Its okay Ridhimma" said Maan. Ridhimma wanted to die right there. Maan said her name...

" Please excuse me" said Ridhimma. She was about to scream... she left before she could say anything. Maan only snickered..

" Geet... kahaan hain tu... you're such a goody two shoes.. papa ki pari type... ghar ke bahar nikal... there is a world out there geet.. Not only the hospital and then your home.." said Ridhima. She caught up with Geet and she found her blushing. " Oh ho... Geetoo... sharma rahi hain kya?" teased Ridhimma. " Nahin.." said Geet.

" Shutup.. main teri bachpan ki dost hoon... lagta hain kay Maan tujhe pasand kartay hain" said Ridhimma. " Please... he's just whatever" lied Geet. " Oh don't whatever me" said Ridhimma.

" Acha to? main kya karoon?" asked Geet. " Kuch nahin... jo bhi karenge.. khudi karenge" said Ridhimma. Geet felt a hope in her heart. Maan certaintly swept her off her feet and she only blushed at the mention of his name.

The whole night passed by with Maan stealing glances at her and Geet stealing glances at handsome Maan Singh Khurana... Geet was beginning to have feelings for him... but she would deny them in her heart... She loved her papa more than anything. She couldn't break his heart... but she had another man's heart to worry about. He was exactly like she had pictured... handsome.. charming... sweet... intelligent and humurous.

As Geet was saying goodbye to all the guests, she came across Maan and he said, " Bye Mishti"

Geet frowned, " Mishti?" " Yeah.. tumhara naam Mishti hain..." said Maan with a smirk. Maan only winked at her and he left out the door. Geet only laughed and she blushed extremely hard. Geet said goodbye to Ridhimma and she ran straight upto her room. Her payals made a loud noise all over the house and Arjun only called, " Geet... can you keep it down with those anklets? seriously... is someone shooting a bollywood movie in this house"

" Sorry bhaiya" called Geet as she slowed down. " Its okay princess" called Arjun. Geet rushed to her room and she shut her door behind her and she ran to her bed and she crashed onto it.

She was breathing hard... Her world felt like it was shaken up... Geet only started to sing her favorite song, " Suna Suna.. Lamha Lamha.. meri Raahein.. tanha tanha... aakar mujhe.. tum thaam lo.."

Just then her phone started to ring. She stopped singing and she picked it up.." Hello?" " Hello to you too Mishti" said Maan. Geet laughed, " Aab mera phone number kahaan se mila?"

" I have my ways Lady Handa" said Maan. His voice was driving her crazy... They talked the whole night and Geet only shut the phone to change out of her clothes ...

The next morning, Geet had felt like flying... She wore an light pink anarkali and she wore her hair down... she wore her best bangles and light earrings. She was singing while getting ready.

Mohinderlal came in and said, " Geet... aapki awaaz iss haveli mein ghoonjti hain par... aaj... kuch khaas hain?" " Nahin Papa... bus... its beautiful today.. socha kay I'll sing a little louder for my papa" said Geet. Mohinderlal laughed and he said, " Acha beti... Sikander will drop you off to your hospital"

" Tell chacha jii to slow the car down... lagta hain kay woh race car driving kar rahe hain" said Geet. " Acha pagli.. bata denge.. aap apna khayal rakhein" said Mohinderlal. Geet only smiled and he went out of her room and she heard him walk to the other hallways.

Geet felt like a new girl...

A year passed, and Geet had grown so close to Maan. She loved him more than ever and Maan loved her so much... he handled the business well with his father and he was close to telling his dadimaa but Geet stopped him. She told him that her father was a hot blooded thakur... he could never stand it. Geet was so scared of telling her father... she wished she had her mother now... atleast she would be able to calm her father down.

Geet use to meet Maan with the help of Armaan and Ridhimma... Geet loved him more than ever... until... her father found out that rainy saturday afternoon. " PAPA.. I LOVE HIM... PLEASE..." screamed Geet.

" YOU WRETCH... YOU TARNISHED MY HONOR... I CAN'T BELIEVE I KEPT AN GIRL CHILD ALIVE IN MY FAMILY... DAARJI KILLED ALL MY SISTERS... NOW I KNOW WHY!" roared Mohinderlal.

" Papa please!" pleaded Geet. " WHO IS HE?" yelled Mohinderlal. " Maan Singh Khurana" said Geet. " THAT MAN? THAT SPOILT BRAT? HE IS SAVITRI DEVI'S GRANDSON?" yelled Mohinderlal. " I WILL NEVER LET YOU BE WITH HIM... NOT WITH HIM GEET... NEVER" roared Mohinderlal. Geet was crying her eyes out and she only said, " MAIN USSE SHAADI KARONGI... AUR KISSI SE BHI NAHIN"

" THE ONLY WAY TO GET RID OF YOU IS TO MARRY YOU OFF... THAKUR DEV SINGH RANAWAT ASKED FOR YOUR HAND... NOW YOU'RE GOING TO MARRY HIM" roared Mohinderlal.

" NO... BURY ME RIGHT HERE... BUT I WILL NOT GO WITH THAT OLD PERVERT" screamed Geet. " WE;LL SE ABOUT THAT!" yelled Mohinderlal... He was so angry... he shut the door behind him and she heard him lock the door. She only cried and screamed...

The wedding day came and Geet was like a dead body.. lifeless.. She couldn't call Maan... nothing... but she had heard from Ridhimma that they had hired goons to make sure that he gets into a car accident and that he dies... Geet hadn't heard from him since her last meeting with Maan...

Geet went outside with the permission and help of chachajii..." I'll die... but I won't marry"

Geet ran into the forest and she took her wedding bangles off... and she threw her duppataa off and unloossened her hair. She tore the jewellry off of her and she approached the lake. She looked around and she had a tear escape from her eyes... " I love you Maan... I hope I see you again..."

Geet stepped into the water... she felt it rushing past her toes... she went deeper and deeper... she threw herself into the rapid currents... and then she died... gone... from this world...

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Maan stood there quietly... he looked at Geet... Why were these faint memories passing through his eyes... he felt like he knew what exactly happened...

Geet only looked at him apologetically... " Maan... I think you should go ask your dadimaa..." " Dadimaa?!!" exclaimed Maan. Geet nodded... " What does she have to do with this?

Maan closed his eyes and then suddenly he went through a series of memories... the first meeting at the party.. .the first time they talked... It was driving him crazy...

"Maan.. go" said Geet. Maan only opened his eyes and she vanished... He looked for her.. he called for her... until Chacha jii started calling his name, " Maan bete...kahaan ho?"

Maan's eyes frantically looked for her... but he only turned back because chacha jii was calling him. He said, " I have to figure this thing out now... its too much!"

Maan disappeared into the deep hallways towards the main living room...



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