Maaneet OS: A Dance to Remember Epi Updated Pg23 - Page 14

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"Shom!" Maan yelled with a tiny red color shirt in hand. "Kahaan ho?" he called hurrying through the corridors of Khurana mansion, trying to find his little devil who was currently hiding away from him. "Uff yeh ladka bhi na," he said pausing to wipe his sweat from all the running.

Six years ago Maan had felt hopeless when his Mummiji had attacked him and was ready to kill anyone on the way. It was Maan's worst fear to lose his love, Geet thus he had distanced her from him with great difficulty. He had faked even memory loss to keep her at bay. But the farther he pushed her; she had fought to come nearer to him. All his hopes were dashing to the ground with each passing day. She had hoped re-living the moments from the past would bring back his lost memories but he irked her more saying all she did was sheer nonsense. She was perplexed at his behavior but tolerated it for she knew her Maan was not at fault. But throughout his accident and after, he knew she could sense a kind of discomfort while she was around with him. He almost seemed tensed, his eyes had a distant look and each time she tried to probe further into his mind, he had forcefully shoved her away more. But the dance was something he didn't expect. He broke down unable to keep her away from him. The pain and hurt she went through every time he pushed her away was excruciating. The song had brought him pleasant memories; it was the first dance with her. Once they began swaying to the music, every move seemed natural. He knew it was high time before he let her walk away from his life.

Maan and Geet were blessed with paternal twins and they had named them Shom and Arya. And the sweet news of his Mishti being pregnant came on the day when she had graciously accepted him back in her life even after his rude and arrogant behavior. First she had skipped to tell the news but it did come out after his continuous pestering. She had shied like a bride to announce, "Aap papa banne wale hain." His happiness knew no bounds when she had managed to say it. He had yearned to become a father, and after the mishap of miscarriage he wanted to start a new life, a new family, with his Geet. And now finally god had showered him with all the happiness he was craving for. And exactly eight months later he was blessed with two lovely paternal twins. Arya beat Shom by a few minutes, making him the older one of the two yet both schemed together when it came to mischief. They were the apple of everyone's eye and had everyone dancing to their tunes. Their cute mischief and naughtiness were something always looked forward by all the Khuranas in the house.

Shom's physical features matched exactly of Maan but he talked like Geet and even annoyed Maan like her. He was his mom's favorite and she always took sides with him when he was in trouble. Maan always complained when his wife always sided with her son rather than her husband, she cutely pecked him on his cheek making him instantly melt and groan.

Arya on the other hand was an exact copy of his Mamma, he had inherited her beautiful set of hazel eyes yet he embodied junior Maan. His arrogance, and his commanding nature was something to look out for. He was aggressive and protective when it came to his family and always kept his eyes open for his little brother, Shom.

Although the kids were truly opposite in their nature, they always did everything together, including mischief!

Just as he was about to once again begin his search for his 5-year-old boy he heard ruffling noises behind the huge curtain that donned in the corner of the door around the corner. He tried to focus on the noise and tiptoed towards it. As he neared the curtain the noises became clear; he could clearly hear someone giggling. "Toh mister junior yahaan hai, abhi dikhata hoon," he said to himself, walking noiselessly towards the curtain. Just as he was about to pounce on the tiny little figure standing behind, someone else called out to him.

"Pappa!" a little cherub from behind yelled from the top of his lungs. Maan slapped his forehead; there went all his efforts to catch Shom!

"Shh Arya," Maan hissed gesturing him to keep silent.

"Kya hua Pappa, why are shushing me?" Arya asked innocently.

"I am trying to catch Shom," he whispered.

"Magar pappa voh toh bhaag gaya," he giggled.

"Geet ke Babaji! Please help me!" Maan exasperated looking above. He was about to dash behind him when he saw Arya gesture a thumb's up sign to Shom who was standing from a distance. It finally dawned upon Maan. Ah! That was the reason Arya was speaking so loud to warn his brother of Maan's presence. He narrowed his eyes and crossing his eyebrows looked angrily at Arya for playing a trick on him. "Arya," he said, his voice stern, alerting the little one.

"Haan Pappa," he said looking at him with a very innocent face.

"You little shaitan!" Maan exclaimed before catching hold of the screaming and giggling tiny tot. "Tu Maan Singh Khurana ko bewakoof karega!" he said tickling him to death before throwing him up and catching him securely.

"Pappa!" Arya squealed in the midst of all the laughing, "please stop! Okay I call it truce!"

"Oh well Mr. Arya Singh Khurana, it's too late. You should have thought about it before messing with me," Maan said, thoroughly enjoying tickling his little one.

"Magar Pappa, Mamma aapko hamesha bewakoof banati hai," Arya chimed in.

"Haan voh toh hai," Maan agreed shaking his head.

"Haan, kyunki you are jhoru ka ghulam!" Arya teased causing Maan's head to shoot up in surprise he was about to attack and tickle his son when Arya gestured him to pause. "Pappa, let's strike a deal. I'll help you catch Shom and you'll not tickle me anymore. Does that sound like a good deal?" he offered eagerly.

Maan became thoughtful for a few seconds; the offer did seem tempting. He still had a lot of things on his list to prepare before she arrived and only Arya was capable of getting hold of his little brother. He would take his revenge from Arya later for ruining his attempt to get hold of Shom, he thought smirking at his own thought. "Hmm, it does sound like a deal, chalo batao jaldi!" he urged. Arya gestured him to give his ears while he secretly whispered the plan to his dad. Maan's face lighted up as he heard the plan and high-fived with his elder one, thanking him for the brilliant idea.

They tiptoed to Arya and Shom's room to make sure Shom was there to put their plan into action. And indeed he was! He was busy playing with his new Hot Wheels. Maan winked at Arya and pulled out his cell phone and pretended to talk. "Haan Geet, main Maan bol raha hoon," he said carefully watching Shom's expression. Shom's eyes lit up at the mention of his most favorite person's name, his Mamma! Seeing the progress Maan continued, "Maine yeh kehne ke liye phone kiya ki aaj tum mat aao." Shom's eyes fell at his father's sudden announcement and pricked his ears to listen more. "Kyun? Kyunki tumhara ladla beta meri baat nahi sun raha hai. Haan, main unhe shirt pehne gaya tha aur voh bhaag gaya. Aur dhoodh ek glass bhi nayi piya. Aur khaana ko bhool jao. Bahut bigad gaya hai voh. Tum ek kaam karo, aaj mat aao teekhai?" Maan finished when he felt a soft pair of hands tightly wound around his leg.

"Pappa, I'll do whatever you say, please let Mamma come today," Shom said quietly, his head bent low. Maan smirked; his plan was indeed working well. He looked down at his meek and submissive Shom who was ready to do anything just to see his Mamma.

"Wait, wait Geet, I think you should indeed come today. He has agreed to listen to me. Haan, tu jaldi aaja," he said before pocketing his phone and lifting Shom lovingly. "Accha tu sab kuch karega?" he asked knowing the answer.

Shom nodded enthusiastically. "Anything for Mamma!"

"Maa ka chamcha!" Maan said slightly dashing his head with his little one. "Pehle wear this shirt aur phir please go finish your dhoodh and khaana. I need to get all the decorations right for the party. Aur haan hume airport bhi jaane hain," Maan listed. "Arya please see that your brother finishes all this teekhai?" he said looking at Arya who nodded like a big brother before taking his little brother away to finish off all the things to be done before they could get ready to see their Mamma.

***

The speakers throughout Delhi Indira Gandhi international airport reverberated with the announcement of the British Airways flight from London had arrived safely. Maan stood along with his whole family behind him, eagerly waiting for the arrival of his lovely wife, Geet Maan Khurana. Arya stood near his legs while Maan securely held Shom so that he could spot his mamma first.

Maan's thoughts reeled back to the days when Arya and Shom were little more than a year old when he had told Geet to continue her education so that she could fulfill her dreams of studying. She was initially reluctant to go back to school after so long and the little ones did need special care. Maan had promised to take care of their children so she could finally earn a degree like she always wanted to.

Geet enrolled herself in Delhi University to complete her bachelors. And like promised, Maan helped her not only in studying but also with the kids. He religiously came home early from work to take care of his little ones while Geet prepared rigorously for the exams and assignments. He in fact even helped her with her assignments after he put the kids to sleep. But in the name of assignment they had always ended doing something else for he could never keep his hands away from his beautiful wife. It was impossible for Maan to control when his little seductress dressed in those flimsy nightwears. And the way she held the pencil between her luscious lips while trying to concentrate on the assignment in front of her was his major weakness. She had always chided him to keep away for in her words, he didn't help her complete anything and they ended up in bed even before she began the assignment. When she finally managed to earn her bachelor's degree, she was tempted to attempt for MBA. Maan could never say no to her and willingly agreed to let her pursue her dreams only to regret it later for she decided to do MBA from the same university he had done, Oxford University, London. She had convinced him with great difficulty to stay away from his family for a short period of two years. He would have none of it for he couldn't bear to stay away from her even for two minute so there was no question of two years! He had continuously whined and complained while she offered he could definitely visit her for even she could stand to keep away from him and the kids. So there began his frequent visits to London with the kids while she studied there.

Maan visited his love almost every week and took the kids along with him. Although Geet cribbed her was unnecessarily wasting his money and time, she had secretly loved that he took the efforts to meet her every weekend. Infact, she missed the kids and Maan so much throughout the week that she looked forward for their weekend visits. The kids too looked forward for their visits to their Mamma that they continuously nagged their Pappa when they would meet her throughout the week before the arrival of the weekend.

The two years seemed to fly by quickly. Geet had successfully completed her MBA with flying colors and was returning back to India to join her lovely family today. The arrangements for the party at Khurana mansion were in full swing for celebrating her arrival and their anniversary. Maan had planned to surprise her with the party arrangements that was going to be a very private affair for Geet hated huge parties and after that there was going to be a bigger surprise that included only the two of them, Maan and Geet. He smiled thinking about the reaction to his surprise and his eyes twinkled in joy at the thought of his shying wife.

"Mamma!" Shom screamed, breaking Maan's thoughts. Maan looked in the direction Shom was pointing to and saw a petite figure beautifully draped in saree was walking graciously towards them. He smiled contently at the approaching person, his love, his live, his mishti was finally back! She waved back enthusiastically at them as she walked down the aisle with her rolling bag. Maan grinned while Shom and Arya jumped in joy to finally see their Mamma arrive home. Daadima, Nandini, Dev, and even Nakul had arrived to receive her. And now they stood happily waving towards her, as she approached closer.

Maan had finally managed to get rid of Naintara so that Dev could finally settle down peacefully with his love, Nandini. Although she was reluctant in the beginning, a lot of assurances and coaxing from Biji, Geet, and Maan finally led her to accept for marriage. Dev wanted to begin on a clean slate thus he confessed his previous mistakes and the life that he led with Naintara. Nandini was pleased that he came clean of his past and accepted him happily in her life as her husband. They were blessed with a little angel named Prerna two years ago. She was currently secured in the arms of her father and slept peacefully on his shoulder.

As soon as Geet neared where the Khuranas stood she came running to them excited to be back. She tightly hugged Maan, who was more than happy to hug her back. Then she kissed her little love, Shom and was about to pick up Arya when Maan pulled her back abruptly and kissed her lips to her embarrassment. Although they had been married for seven years now, Maan always ended up making her blush even for his tiniest touch. Their love and craving for each other never came down even a bit infact it had increased immeasurably. Of course they did have their fair share of fights and misunderstandings like any other couple but they never went to bed angry at each other. Actually the days they fought they always ended up with a hot and steamy make up on bed that Maan had secretly looked forward to ticking her off so he could make it up to her at night, in his own wicked way.

"Maan!" she yelled, "yeh kya kar rahe ho aap?"

"Meri patni ko pyaar se receive kar raha hoon," he said coolly while everyone behind chuckled at their little public display of affection.

"Sabke saamne yeh kya sharaaratein hai," she whined, blushing profusely.

"Geet, maine yeh sharafat se kiya, raat hone do main tumhein batata hoon sharaarat kya hai," he said whispering huskily near her ears. Geet playfully hit him on the chest and picked up Arya before her husband did something more embarrassing in front of her family.

Geet bent to take the blessing of Daadima and hugged Nandini before giving her angel niece a kiss on her delicate head. "Missed you guys a lot! And its good to be back home!"she sighed before heading home while Nakul went to bring the entire luggage.

Daadima, Dev, and Nandini headed in one car while Geet, Maan and the kids stepped into the other car. Daadima offered to take the kids with them to give them a private moment but Geet insisted they travel with her for she had terribly missed her lovable junior Khuranas. The driver drove home, while Geet and Maan comfortably seated themselves with Shom on Geet's lap while Arya was on Maan's lap. Throughout the journey, everyone talked and laughed about the things they missed while Arya and Shom filled her with the missing details of today's happenings. She patiently listened to their chatter while Maan held her arms, entwining his fingers with hers hidden safely below her pallu.

As they were nearing the mansion, Arya signaled something to his brother, unknown to the eyes of their parents. "Pappa, I want kissy," he piqued in showing his right cheek cutely to Maan.

"Mamma me too!" Shom added showing his left cheek to Geet.

Maan and Geet were sitting very close to each other and when they bent low to his their darling child respectively, Shom and Arya cleverly dodged the kiss on their cheek causing Maan and Geet to kiss each other, to the shock of both. Geet gasped at the sudden touch of his lips on hers while Maan thoroughly the kiss that was uncalled for yet not something he didn't want so took full advantage of it. Kids rushed out of the car into the house. Geet was about to get out when he jerked her back causing her to collide on his hard and broad shoulders. "Maan chodiye!" she whined half-heartedly, struggling against his tight grip.

"Geet I would be a fool to let go of such an opportunity," he said as a matter of fact.

Maan slowly turned her towards him while the driver quietly slipped away giving them the needed privacy. Geet had her head bent low as he turned her. He slipped his fingers under her chin and slowly lifted her before bending low to take her sweet honey drunk lips onto his. A soft warmth spread through her body, it was the same feeling she felt every time he kissed her. What started as a slow invasion soon became quite demanding as he invaded deeper, demanding access further deep. He wound his arms tightly around her waist, bringing her onto his lap, securing her properly. Her arms automatically slipped along his shoulders before settling on his scalp, pulling him closer to her. Moments prolonged as he let his tongue play a sensuous game against hers. She moaned and groaned his name against his lips, arousing him further. He roughly nibbled and sucked her lower lip. She enjoyed the hot and searing kiss from her dear husband that always made her go into trance under his magical spell, no matter how many times he kissed her.

Finally, after what seemed like eternity, they broke off of each other, heavily panting for air. Geet wound her arms around his waist and looked at her husband. Maan's eyes reflected pure love and genuine admiration; satisfied she smiled and buried into his chest while he held her closer to him. "Ghar chalein?" he asked breaking the serene silence. She simply nodded her head on the negative and once again embraced him tightly. "I mean I don't mind spending time here. Magar voh kya haina, it can get pretty uncomfortable for the little space here. Aur haan maine itne paise dekar ek bahut mehenga bistar bhi khareedkar rakha hai, so—"

"Maan!" she yelled, smacking his arm while blushing profusely at his continuous rattle.

"Kya Maan, Maan, I am just telling you the facts," he said innocently. Before Maan could further embarrass her, Geet got out of the car and came to stand in front of the entrance while the driver took the luggage inside. Maan reluctantly followed and came out to see Geet looking at the entrance. Exactly seven years ago, Maan had brought her to this house, as the badi bahu of Khurana khaandan and as his wife, Mrs. Geet Singh Khurana. The sweet memories flashed before her eyes making her a bit emotional and teary-eyed. Maan sensed her becoming emotional and enveloped her in a side hug. "Welcome home Mishti," he whispered before gently kissing her forehead.

Geet looked up to her Maan; he was the world's best lover, caring husband, and supportive father to their children. She knew she couldn't have asked for anything better and thanked her Babaji for writing a happy ending in her fate. She smiled through her tears and hugged him back, walking into the entrance of their home.

As soon as they entered in each other's embrace, she was pleasantly greeted with a surprise. The mansion lit up beautifully to reveal her whole family along with a few guests including Biji, Teji, Pammi, Lucky, and Preeto and other close friends. All yelled, "Surprise!" while Arya and Shom sprinkled confetti around the room yelling, "Happy Anniversary Mamma and Pappa!"

Geet was overwhelmed by the love and care her family showered her and became very emotional when everyone had gathered to wish her for her anniversary. It took a lot of effort from Maan and the kids to finally calm her down before the celebrations began.

The anniversary couple changed into better suitable clothing. Geet wore a golden yellow saree along with orange border, a gift from Maan while Maan wore a dark orange sherwani, a gift from his beloved Daadima. First Maan and Geet cut the cake and fed each other. Maan couldn't leave a chance to tease her and cutely kissed her cheeks, his lips full of cream, causing her to gasp and look sternly at him while he shrugged, grinning cheekily. Everyone around the couple laughed heartily at the scene in front of them. The kids on the other hand were having their share of fun, running and playing around the house. The whole of Khurana mansion was filled with fun and frolic as everyone enjoyed, danced, and laughed their fill.

The party finally wound down and everyone retired to bed taking the kids with them. Maan had put the twins to sleep in their respective beds while Geet came over to look and kissed her little ones. They stood a few minutes in each other's arms in their room admiring and absorbing the blissful life. Seeing the children sleep peacefully, she tiptoed and kissed him on the cheek causing him to look at her confused.

"Kya? Haq banta mujhe Mr. Khurana!" she said with arrogance. And snuggling closer to him

Maan chuckled at her possessive, "Achha Mrs. Khurana?" he queried, turning away from the room and guiding her out. "Kya baat hai aap toh but romatic mood main hain," he teased.

"Bas, hum bahut khush hain ki humara pati itna accha hai, ki he never fails to surprise me. Vaise Maan humara kamra uss taraf hai," she said puzzled as they were walking in the opposite direction towards the entrance.

"Tumhe kya lagta hai Geet, ki tumhara pati is going to end this beautiful night with a dull sleepover at home? Mujhe toh anniversary gift chahiye" he said looking at her, sending chills down her spine and causing her toes to curl. He instantly lifted her and walked out of the mansion and into the huge back garden where a private jet was waiting for them.

"Maan! Yeh sab kya hai?" she exclaimed.

"Maan Singh Khurana ka style hi kuch alaga hai. We are going in for our second honeymoon baby!" he said with a wicked glint while securing her belts and settling beside her.

"Maan, yeh kya besharami hai. The kids need us we just can't leave. Aur packing?" she said slapping her forehead at her husband's antics.

"Jaan, take a deep breath. Dekho," he said looking at her fondly. "Everything has been taken care of," he said kissing her gently on the top of her hand.

"Magar Maan, yeh achanak honeymoon kyun?" she asked still confused.

"Voh kya haina jaan, I want a choti si nanhi si pari. Tumhare ladkon ke peeche daudte daudte tak gaya hoon. Mujhe toh tumhari jaisi sweet and soft pari chahiye who can be on my side. Maine kaha na mujhe anniversary gift chahiye," he whispered near her ears.

Blood rushed into her cheeks as she buried herself in his embrace after releasing herself from her seat and going to lay near him. "Maan voh toh aapko milne hi vale the, in exactly seven months," she said, her voice muffled against his neck.

"Haan uske liye toh hum mehnat... kya! Seven months? I thought ni'" he began but paused to see his wife smiling. "Geet!" he yelled in excitement finally letting the news sink in. "Sach?" he asked in awe to which she simply nodded and embraced him tighter.

The plane was in the air and Maan instantly got up, bringing her to stand with him. He bent and stood on his knees and kissed her stomach reverentially, "Pappa is waiting for you Pari," he said affectionately. Geet cupped his cheeks and smiled through her tears. He stood back and kissed her forehead before enveloping her in a hug and his forehead touched hers. "Thank you Mishti," he said softly.

As she was about to say something the music in the background was heard faintly, causing her eyes to light up her thoughts reeling back to their first dance — a dance that had indeed changed their lives forever. It was indeed A Dance To Remember.

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