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Maan could not believe his eyes.. Geet winked and then Maan smirked and understood.
Maan put his arm around Geet and said, " Humay bata do... meri biwi ki halat aisi hain kay woh intezaar nahin kar sakti..."
Geet looked quite convincing and the expression of the ticket man changed to something much more softer, " Acha, agar aisi baat hain to bus teen ghante main aane wali hain"
Geet smiled, " Aap bohot ache hain bhai saab..." Maan got the tickets, while Geet felt a sort of tingle when Maan held her protectively as if she was really pregnant.
He pretended to walk her to the palang and she sat down. Maan smirked, "nautanki "
Geet smiled, " You rich people forget how to deal with people like myself" Maan raised both his eyebrows, " Acha? Baray log?"
" Haan toh?" asked Geet.
Maan rolled his eyes and he sat beside her. He looked through his phone and then his phone started to ring.
"AAPKA PHONE KAAM KAR RAHA HAIN... TO ISKA MATLAB HAIN KAY MERA BHI KAREGA!" added Geet excitedly.
She took out her phone and began texting furiously while Maan looked at his caller ID which had, "Laaj Khurana Rathod" written on it.
He took the call and with his stern voice, " Hi di.."
" HI DI KAY BACHAY! MAAN SINGH KHURANA TU KAHAAN HAIN? TERA PHONE BHI KAAM NAHIN KAR RAHA THA!?!" screamed Laaj.
Laaj is Maan's elder sister and probably the only person who could understand and deal with Maan correctly. As all the other Khurana's she had a temper when it came to her family or most importantly to Maan, but she was loving and sweet at heart!.
" Di sorry, main thora sa busy hoon... abhi emergency meeting hain naa, to abhi ghar aaraha hoon" replied Maan with a calm voice.
" TUJHE ZARA SA BHI KHAYAL NAHIN HAIN? DADIMAA TERE WAJA SE ITNA PARESHAAN HAIN? AUR SHUBH? SHUBH BHI TERE LIYE BOHOT PARESHAAN... AUR... AUR MERA HAAL? ABHI AUR ISSI WAQT GHAR AA, TERI KYA HALAT KARTI HOON, TU BUS DEKH LENA!" roared Laaj.
" Di relax, main theek hoon..." replied Maan.
Geet looked down and saw a bug and she screeched, " Maan!!!" Maan looked over and saw a petrified Geet.
" SHHH!" hissed Maan. Geet squashed it with her jhooti and Maan went back to his phone call, " Haan di, bolo"
"Maan... yeh kuri tera naam kyun le rahi hain?" asked Laaj with calmer tone. Maan gulped, " Oh no, woh mere office main kaam karti hain naa..."
" Jhoot mat bol mujhse, kaun hain woh?" asked Laaj.
" Di its nothing... acha Im busy, baad main baat karte hain" replied Maan. " Tu ghar aa, abhi poochti hoon tujhse" snapped Laaj.
" Acha di, bye" added Maan quickly. He shut his phone and sighed a breath of relief. " Didi se maar khaayenge?" asked Geet with a smirk.
" Tum naa Geet, kuch mat bolna... tum ek saap aur keere se darti ho!" replied Maan. Geet sighed, " Actually... main unse nahin... aapki bari bari aakhon se darti hoon... poor ticketman got scared of you"
Maan narrowed his eyes, " How else should I deal with it?"
" Did anyone ever tell you that you are the world's most khadoos man?" asked Geet. Maan looked away," Agar aur bhi compliments hain... to woh bhi bol do"
Geet's mouth opened wide, " Mr. Khurana this is the second time you copied my lines"
" Right back at you..." replied Maan. He smirked and Geet narrowed her eyes, " Fine..."
"Acha ek ghante kay liye chup reh sakti ho kya? I need to rest" said Maan. Geet smirked, " Haw, aapki biwi iss halat main hain... aur aap araam karne ki soch rahe hain?"
Maan raised an eyebrow, " Are you sure you didn't come from a nautanki school?"
" Nope, par aapko dekh kar lagta hain kay aap koi military school mein bachpan se thay!" replied Geet.
" Very funny... get your facts correct... I went to a boarding school" added Maan. " Oh yeah? Thats why you're so boring!" said Geet.
Maan rolled his eyes and went back to his phone with emailing his clients that seemed to be trying to get in touch with him for a long time.
" Acha yeh batayiye... aapke ghar main kaun kaun hain?" asked Geet. Maan looked up, "Why?"
"Bus... ainvi" said Geet. "Ainvi?" asked Maan. " Batayiye naa.." pleaded Geet.
Maan sighed and continued, " My Laaj Di and Dadimaa..." Geet smiled, " Hayee.. Laaj DI?" Maan looked around with a weird expression on his face.
" Haan toh?" asked Maan. Geet rolled her eyes, " Okay main apna batati hoon... mere papa jii, maa... aur mein!"
"Sirf tum?"asked Maan. " Haan ji... sirf main!" beamed Geet. Maan shook his head and then said, " Too full of yourself now aren't you?"
" Excuse me? Im full of myself? Aur aap kis khet ke mooli ho?" replied Geet. Maan narrowed his eyes in confusion, " Mooli?"
" Acha anyway... aur haan, mera poora naam Geet Handa hain..." added Geet. " Pata hain..."replied Maan.
" Haw haye! Aapko-" began Geet.
" Im not stupid Geet, I saw your full name on your bag" said Maan. Geet looked to her bag and it had her full name on it.
Geet laughed nervously, " Haan haan... I was just testing you!" Maan rolled his eyes and then Geet said, " Maan mujhe bhook lag rahi hain"
" To jaa kar kaah lo" replied Maan as he pointed to the stall behind her. Geet widened her mouth, " Haw haye! Main kyun jaaoon?"
" Help yourself" said Maan.
Geet narrowed her eyes and bit her lip from throwing out curses at him. She got up and then suddenly acted like a baby kicked.
" AAH!" hissed Geet.
Maan immediately jolted and stoo up beside her and he asked worriedly, " Geet kya hua?"
Geet smirked and bent back a little and whispered into his ears, "Agar aaur zor se boloon to bata dijye" Maan narrowed his eyes, " Bolo... bol kar dikhao Geet Handa, mujhe bhi sun na hain"
Geet was about to say something else until Maan put his hand over her mouth. Geet looked surprised and Maan bore into Geet's eyes softly.
" Chup... bilkul chup" whispered Maan. Geet looked at him with wide eyes and nodded. Maan fakely smiled, " Acha
Miss hoshiyarpurexpress, chalein?"
Geet nodded and they went over to the stall and Geet ate tons of gol gappe, while Maan just watched her as he drank some water.
"Taste?" asked Geet. Maan nodded in a no and she forcefully made him eat it and he looked at her with an annoyed expression.
But as he ate it, the savory taste of the spice made his tastebuds tingle. He liked the taste of it and Geet smirked, " Loosen up ji.."
She winked and began eating... Maan slowly grinned and he watched a beautiful sight in front of him eating like a kid in a candy store.
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Three hours went by and finally the bus to Delhi arrived. Geet and Maan hurried over to the bus which had people trying to get into it forcefully.
" MERE PAAS TICKET HAIN" yelled Maan. Geet unknowingly clutched her stomach as if her bump was a real baby bump.
" SAAB YAHAAN SAB KE PAAS TICKET HAIN" yelled the bus driver.
Maan looked behind him and saw Geet being pushed over a little. He grabbed her hand and pulled her softly against him. She looked at him with soft eyes.
He put his arm around her waist securely and grabbed her other hand. " Meri biwi iss halat main hain... pleasehumay jaane dijiye.
The bus driver looked at them and Geet hid herself in Maan. "HATO PEECHE... AANAY DO UNKO" said the bus driver. Maan finally helped Geet up into the bus and he followed after.
He and Geet found a seat in the back and they sat down. Geet sighed, " I hate buses..."
" Kyun? Tum to chote sheher ki ladki ho?" asked Maan.
"Itne saaray sawaal... seriously, bohot bolte ho aap" smirked Geet.
She rested her head on the window and slowly closed her eyes and drifted into sleep.
Maan looked at her innocent face, peacefully sleeping and dreaming. He softly smiled at her
His beautiful dream was broken by a sudden brake by the driver. Everyone flung forward including Geet who had woken up
Petrified.
She grabbed Maan's arm and yelled, " MAAN..."
The bus driver could not control the bus as they were driving through an area with a cliff. Maan put his arms around her and held her close.
" GEET KUCH NAHIN HOGA" yelled Maan.
The driver still couldn't control the bus and the bus drove towards the cliff and the driver pulled an lever and the bus stopped directly in front of the cliff.
Everyone was screaming and yelling for help. " MAAN.. MAAN" cried Geet. Geet hid her face in Maan's chest and he only closed his eyes in prayer that everything would be okay.
" BHAIYON.. BEHNO! HUM THEEK HAIN.. ABHI AUR ISSI WAQT AAP LOG NIKLEIN!" yelled the driver. Everyone immediately got up and hurriedly got out of the bus.
Maan helped Geet up and she was shaking in fear. He was almost hiding her in himself and they got out of the bus.
Geet was so petrified that she couldn't walk. Maan needed to carry her or else she wouldn't move a muscle. She was crying so hard that she was coughing and gasping for air.
He carried her in his arms and she hid herself at the crook of his neck crying. Maan only cared about her safety and everyone watched as he carried her with with delicacy.
The police arrived several minutes later and so did the ambulances.Maan tried asking everywhere for a hotel or hostel to stay at and no one gave a straightforward answer.
"Shh... Geet...please" whispered Maan. But she continued to cry. Maan walked for several minutes until he found a small Dhaba.
He was relieved and he went into it and noticed everyone staring. "Geet..." said Maan softly. She lifted her head from the crook of Maan's neck and opened her eyes.
"Maan...hum yahaan-" began Geet.
"Geet tum beheto" said Maan. He set her down softly on the palang and everyone seemed to smile around them, seeingThe "love" they had.
Geet felt a little awkward and she realized that her kameez was still stuffed full of her duppata's. Maan finally came with a glass of water.
"Drink it" said Maan.
Geet nodded and drank the water and she said, " Thankyou..."
Maan didn't say a word and Geet gave him the glass, " Drink water too..." Maan looked away, " I drank water already"
Geet pursed her lips and nodded. She set the glass down onto the ground softly. " Maan... main ek baat boloon?"
"Meri eijazat kyun leh rahi ho Miss.Hoshiyarpurexpress" replied Maan.
" Did you know that you're pretty bipolar?" said Geet. She burst out into laughter and Maan raised an eyebrow.
Just two minutes ago this girl was crying and now she was laughing? Surely she was a mental case.
"No not really... thanks for telling me" said Maan as he rolled his eyes.
"Oh ho loosen up!" added Geet.
"Listen, tum chup kar ke behet sakti ho ya main tumhe yahaan chor doon?" snapped Maan.
"Haw haye... ek akeli ladki ko?!"
"I'm sure you can handle anyone Geet..." replied Maa.
"Inne dole shole kyun banaye hue hain phir?!" hissed Geet.
"Excuse me? Dole shole?" asked Maan with both his eyebrows raised.
"Mus-cles" giggled Geet.
"You mean muscles?" replied Maan.
"Yes... Muscles" sighed Geet.
"Anyway, please... tum ek pal kay liye chup reh sakti ho kya?" asked Maan. He yawned a little and went over to the palang, opposite of Geet's.
He laid down and put his arm over his eyes.
Geet crossed her arms like a child and she raised her eyebrows, " Abhi theek karti hoon iss sadu ko, pata nahin kya samajhte hain apne aap ko! DUSHT DHANAV"
" You could use that cursing for someone else,..." said Maan as he turned away from her.
"Siaapa! Baba jii! Why did you leave him with me?!" asked Geet. She looked around and saw a the dhaba owners old wife.
She walked over and asked the lady if she could go with her to their house in order to change. Geet described her the
Situation and the old lady laughed, " Aajaa bitiya..."
A few minutes later, Geet came out with herself back to normal and she stuffed her duppata's in her bag.
She sat down onto the palang and she looked around with a bored expression on her face.
"Khadoos! Apni beauty sleep leh rahe hain!" hissed Geet.
"Oye, sleeping beauty!" called Geet.
Maan opened his eyes in anger, " Kya hain Geet?"
"I'm bored..." said Geet.
"To soo jao?" replied Maan in the most patient tone he could find. " No, abhi kya? 7 baj rahe hain!" answered Geet.
Maan rolled his eyes and tried going back to sleep. Geet frowned and decided she would go and eat something.
She bought some spicy chaat and began gobbling it down. Her ears were burning but she couldn't get enough.
"I'm in the mood for something to drink..." said Geet and the older lady smiled, " Kaa
Chahiye bitiya?" asked the lady.
" Rukhsar auntie...woh-"began Geet. She spot a glass of milk in the tray and drank the it down till the last drop.
"Sorry auntie... bohot pyaas lag rahi hain!"
Rukhsar auntie gasped, " BITIYA! YEH KAA PIYAA!?!"
Geet drank the entire glass down and she smiled, " Auntie yeh kya hain!?!"
" BITIYA... TU JAANAT NAHIN HAIN KAY TUNE KYA PIYAA!" cried Rukhsar auntie.
"Kya?! This is amazing... aur dena naa auntie?!" asked Geet.
"Naaa-hi!" answered Rukhsar auntie as she smacked her forehead.
Geet hiccupped and she began to feel dizzy all of a sudden...
She spot another glass beside Rukhsar auntie and she took it and drank it down...
"WWWHOOOAAA" cried Geet. Rukhsar auntie grabbed Geet by the arm, " BITIYA YEH KAA HARKAT HAIN!!"
"SSSOOORRRYYY RUKHIII KHAALLA!!" yelled Geet.
" HAYE REEE!!!" cried Rukhsar auntie.
" MAIN TALLIII HOOO GAYIII" giggled Geet.
Geet struggled out of her grasp and she walked over to the other side of the counter, " BINDAAAS "
She drank down the glasses that were full of bhaang...
Geet was officially drunk out of her mind and she hardly could walk. " HAYEE REE BITIYA YEH KAA KIYAA!!"
"HOSHIYAAAR! GEET HANDAA TASHREEF LAA RAHI HAINNN" yelled Geet.
Geet broke into hysterical laughter where it was almost impossible to move...
On the other hand, Maan suddenly jolted awake... He heard the familiar cries of...
"Geet?!" thought Maan immediately
He stood up and realized that Geet was wobbling around giggling nonstop.
"What the hell!?!" thought Maan.
Rukhsar auntie brought her to the area near Maan and Geet looked over to him giggling, " MAAANN!"
Maan ran over towards her and he realized from her face and most obviously from her entire presence that she
Was drunk.
"GEET YEH KYA HALAT BANAYI HUI HAIN?!" asked Maan.
" Arey babuaa! Tum sambhalo apni patni ko!" said Rukhsar Auntie.
Geet suddenly put her entire weight on him and wrapped her arms around his neck, " MAAANNN... DEKHIYE! I'M FLLLYYYING!"
Geet pretended to jump off the ground and Rukhsar auntie smacked her forehead, " Humri ghalti hain babuaa..."
"Koi baat nahin... main usko sambhalta hoon" said Maan with a annoyed expression.
Rukhsar auntie left for some water and Geet began swinging around, " WWWOOO SWING SWING SWING!"
"GEET GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF!" snapped Maan.
Geet stopped and looked at him. Her eyes began welling into tears and she suddenly broke into hysterical cries,"IM SORRY... IM IM.. IM SORRY MAAN... IM SORRY...PLEASE MUJHE CHOR KE NAHIN JAANA!!"
Maan hated seeing Geet cry...
"Acha acha...its okay Geet" said Maan in a more hushed tone. Geet cried into his chest, " IM SORRY... IM REALLY REALLY SORRY..."
He hugged her suddenly, " Geet chup ho jao..."
Geet's sobs softened down until she wiped her tears and began to smile again, " YOU'REE SOOO NICE...
PATA HAIN?! MAIN AAPKO DUSHT DHANAV SAMAJHTI THI... AB NAHIN HO... AAP NAA MERE.. PATI HAIN!!"
Maan smacked his forehead, " Oh God..."
Geet hiccupped and she pushed him away a little. " HOOOSHIIIYYYAAAR! BHAIYON BEHNO AUR BACHEEE!!"
Everyone stopped eating and talking amongst themselves and their attention was on Geet. She stood up on a palang
And Geet smiled her goofy smile, " TO... MAIN NAA... BOHOOOTTT BORED HOON
AUR MERE PATI MAAN SINGH DUSHT DHANAV KHURANA BOHOT BORING HAIN! AUR MAIN SOCH RAHI HOON KAY KOI NAACH GAANA HOOO JAYEEE?"
Everyone burst out into laughter and Geet smirked, " TO HO JAYEEE!!"
"Didi! Main gaana lagata hoon!" called a boy from the dhaba.
Geet tied her duppata around herself and Maan tried to stop her from dancing, " GEET STOP IT!"
Geet struggled out of his hold and screamed, " EEH UNCLE... HAATH MAT LAGAA.. ACHA?!"
Geet began starting to dance at Munni badnam hui.
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"MUNNNII BADNAAM HUII... DARLING TERE LIYEEE!" sang Geet. She put her arm around Maan's neck and forced him down with her.
"KAISAY ANARI SE PALAA PARAA!" sang Geet. Maan closed his ears...
Geet kissed him on the cheek and quickly got up. Maan was taken aback by the kiss on the cheek...
Geet was dancing in full masti to the song and everyone joined in along with her...
Maan smacked his forehead, " God... please...mujhe iss...iss chalti phirti disaster se bachayiye..."
"DARLING TEREEE LIYEE..." sang Geet.
Geet could not stop herself and the bhang seemed to make her even more hyper.
The song stopped and everyone was cheering...
"MAAANN!! MAIN GIRR RAHII HOON!" said Geet as she jumped onto the palang and tried to jump off of the palang.
Maan quickly ran over and caught her in his arms. She smiled the goofy smile again, " Eh uncle.. aap itne bhi bure nahin ho"
"CHUP! Bilkul CHUP! Agar tumne mujhe uncle ek baar bhi kaahaa Geet to.. to.. to main tumhe corner mein khara kar doonga!"
Geet let out a burst of giggles, " Eh.. DD... corner mein kya karoge?"
Maan raised his eyebrows, " GEET!"
"HAHAA I WAS JOKING DD... PATA HAIN.. AAP ITNE BHI BURE NAHIN HO... SORRY, MAIN NAA THORI SI BINDDDAS HOON!" announced Geet.
"Woh to saaf dikh raha hain miss.hoshiyarpurexpress" mumbled Maan.
"KYA KAAHAA?! Eh D.D... aap naa... bohot goodlooking ho... handsome ho.. smart ho... sexy bhi ho, par main naa? Thori si special hoon!"
Maan could not help but grin at her childishness.
" POOCHIYE.. MAIN KAISAY SPECIAL HOON?" demanded Geet.
"Kaisay?" asked Maan.
" Kyunki.!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MAIN AAPKI BAHON MAIN HOON...AUR MAIN AAPKI PATNIII HOON! AAP NAA MERA BOHOT KHAYAL RAKTE HAIN..." smiled Geet.
Maan's heart skipped a beat as she said the first sentence... "Main aapki bahon main hoon"
"Pata hain... main naa, bachpan se apni mummy se kehti hoon kay mujhe ek rajkumar milega... aur papa se bhi...Pata hain mere papa kaun hain?" said Geet.
"Kaun Geet?" asked Maan.
"General Mohinderlal Singh Handa! The world class papa... mere papa... " said Geet.
Maan was surprised. Geet's father was a general!?!
" Pata hain? Papa alllwaaayss wanted me to be a doctor for the army... aur mera khatam bhi honay wala tha..Par woh stupid sa Abhinav aagayaa naa... kameena kahin ka!... gaddhe ka bachaaa!"
Maan listened in, and Geet continued, " Mera naaa finaalll year hain.. doctoring.. aur haan mere exams bhi teen Mahinay main honay wale hain!!"
"Aur tum bhaag gayi?" asked Maan.
" Bhaagna para naa... chandu aur arjun bohot naaraaz hongay par main mast hoon... mujhe koi parva nahin hain!" replied Geet.
"Aur haan... Maan Singh Khurana... aap naa mujhe kaaabhhhii chor ke nahin jaana..."
Maan grinned, " I promise I won't..."
"Shukar hain DD.. apne muskuraya..." smiled Geet.
"Geet tumhe ghar nahin jaana?" asked Maan. " Haan ji.. jaana hain par papa mujhse bohot naraaz hongay." Said Geet.
" Main tumhe ghar chor ke aaonga... ab.." said Maan.
" Acha phir aap papa se milo... he is not your typical scary general... woh bohot sweet hain" said Geet.
"Acha theek hain... main tumhe hoshiyarpur lekar jaata hoon" said Maan.
" THANKKKYOUUU" yelled Geet. She kissed him on the cheek again and he was taken aback again!
"Geet yeh-" said Maan.
"Chumma diya hain.. aur kya? Aapki biwi hoon... mera right banta hain!" said Geet with no regret.
Maan gulped... this girl was going to be a handful.
"Geet chalo, we are leaving now" said Maan. He picked her up in his arms fully and she began singing, " Ek main aur
Ek tu... dono mile iss taraah!"
He began walking out of the dhaba area and Geet suddenly said,
"Maan.. main aapse ek baat boloon?" asked Geet.
"Boliye Geet..." said Maan sarcastically.
" I think I sort of like you" said Geet. Maan stopped walking. " Aapne mera itna khayal rakha.. aur...Main aapko chahane lagi hoon"
"Geet bohot raat ho gayi hain... so jao" said Maan.
" Okay, agar aap mere saath hain to main so jaati hoon.. promise kijiye kay aap mujhe kabhi chor ke nahin jaayenge?"
Maan grinned, " I promise Miss. Hoshiyarpurexpress...:"
" Yaay..acha acha shhh.. main so rahi hoon" said Geet. She snuggled into the crook of his neck and slowly drifted off into sleep.
Maan walked a long way and he thought to himself,
" She's innocent... and she's sweet... par pata nahin kyun iske aansoo dekh ke mera dil kyun toot ta hain? Iski hansi mujhe kyun achi lagti hain? Why can't I imagine a single moment of my life without her bak bak... or her chirpy attitude. Why can't I imagine another beside me? Itni kashish Usse kaisay?"
His heart was sending an unknown message to his brain... He was fighting within himself... What was happening to him?
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