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Chapter Five

(Kuch Khaas Hai)

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Maan managed to find a small abandoned hut up the road and he found a pile of hay for Geet to sleep on.

He rested her down softly, but her arms were still around his neck... Her sweet and innocent face was smiling as she

Was sleeping.

He took her hands off around his neck and she rested...

Maan plopped down in front of her and leaned onto the wall. He crossed his arms and began to settle into deep sleep.

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The next morning, Geet woke up to an enormous headache. She massaged her temples and squinted as she

Got use to the light.

"Maan..."whispered Geet. Maan was fast asleep and Geet could not remember how she got to where she was...

"Maan...Maan uthiye" said Geet.

Maan woke up slowly and mumbled, " Kya hai Geet... soo jao..."

"Maan...Maan hum yahaan kaisay ponchay?" asked Geet. Maan sighed, " Geet tum yeh savaal pooch hi mat..."

"Kya?!" gasped Geet.

She put her hand on her chest to cover it, " Maan AAP YEH-"

"Relax...aisi kuch baat nahin hain... Jo tum soch rahi ho" replied Maan casually.

Geet was relieved and she looked around, " I feel like I've had a hangover..."

" You did...and you created quite the fans for yourlsef" said Maan.

"HOW?!" demanded Geet.

Maan woke up and yawned...He began telling her of what exactly happened. Geet broke into a smirk, " I bet you had fun!!"

" Not really..."replied Maan.

"Oh ho ji... stop it... I know you had fun! Waisay main kaisa naachi!?" asked Geet. "Geet...chup ho jao" said Maan.

"Kyun shutup ji? Kyun? Main aainvi aapse saval kar rahi hoon" pouted Geet.

"Theek hain.. 10/10... you did a great job! Khush?" replied Maan.

"Always... acha... Maan... asal main naa... mujhe ghar jaana hain... I think maa papa jii have had a good ride with me running away!" said Geet.

"Aab khayal aaya unka?!" asked Maan.

" Oh ho... can't you?" asked Geet. " Of course I can...atleast tumse jaan chutte gi" replied Maan.

"Great.." sighed Geet. She wanted Maan to say, " No lets go to Delhi!"

Geet didn't want to go home... she at one corner was so use to Maan that she would feel strange without him.

"Let's go" said Geet as she got up...

"Actually...may I go change?" asked Geet. Maan rolled to his side and laid down, " Go ahead...naadi wahaan par hain"

Geet looked over and saw the river he was talking about.

She grabbed her bag and went outside to wash up and change...

She felt a little strange after this incident... She felt like she was ripping away from Maan... she wanted to stay near him.

She walked down to the river and began washing up... She washed her hair and managed to pull out a little bottle of soap she always kept in her bag for emergencies.

She washed herself and changed into a navy blue anarkali. She looked through her bag and noticed the sindoor that

The pundit jii gave her.

She opened the tin and shakily she dipped her finger in... She stopped, " Babaji... main yeh kya kar rahi hoon!?"

But unknowingly she filled her maang and shut the tin and put it away in her bag. She got up and fixed her duppata and walked towards the hut.

She went in and found Maan sitting upright.

Maan was trying to look through his phone for something and Geet just said, " Maan aap jayiye..."

He looked up and was officially mesmarized again...

Her wet hair, her fresh face... The water was tricking down her soft brown hair and her beautiful face...

She frowned, " Kya hua?"

Maan snapped out of his thoughts and said, " Hm.."

He got up and smelt the soap she had used. " Agar aapko saboon chahiye... to mere paas hain" said Geet.

" You think I'm not prepared Miss. Hoshiyarpur express?" asked Maan.

Geet softly smiled, " Sorry I even said anything..."

Maan grabbedhis bag and went down towards the river... Geet was drying off her hair with her hands and she had the

Urgency to look at the window.

She looked around her and then went to the window. She peaked in at Maan who was at the river...testing the water.

"Haye.. yeh kya hain?!" thought Geet. She mentally slapped herself for looking like a total despo.

Maan took his shirt off and there revealed his clearly defined abs... His strong arms and perfect back.

Geet's eyes almost popped out of her sockets... "Oh Hot Damn..."thought Geet immediately...

She watched as he bent down and washed his face...He was freaking sexy!

But then, the good old traditional side of her came running out and she turned around facing her back to the window.

" Haye baba ji... chi chi... what am I thinking?!" thought Geet. She mentally slapped herself for looking at him...

But then, her more liberal and modern side came out and she had the desire to see him again...

This time, he had changed into a pair of jeans and he was putting his white wifebeater on...

She blushed automatically... She had to admit it. Maan was damn gorgeous...

Maan then finished what he had to do and worked his way up towards the hut again... Geet turned around and scrambled to grab something.

Maan came in and he frowned, " What are you doing?!"

"Fitte moo tereee!" hissed Geet. "What?!" asked Maan.

"Nothing...nothing at all.. I um... nothing" stuttered Geet. She was obviously bright red...

" Geet kya hua... you are going red" said Maan with his eyes narrowed.

" Nothing naa! choriye, acha chalte hain? Ya kuch kaahne kay liye dhoondte hain... chalein chalein hum dono chalte hain...mujhe naa, booohoottt bhook lag rahi hain!" babbled Geet.

Maan frowned, " Geet tumhe kya ho gaya hain?"

"You happened" replied Geet. Maan raised his eye brows, " Kya?!" Geet smackedher forehead, " I mean... you happened..Dusht Dhanav..."

Maan rolled his eyes,

Without another word, she began walking through the forest into the main road where they continued to walk.

Continued Below

Geet was as usual babbling on and on about herself until she stopped walking for a second, " Maan..." said Geet with a frown.

" Ab kya hua?" asked Maan.

"You never told me everything about your family? Maine nashe ki halat main sab kuch keh diya?" asked Geet.

Maan casually replied, " My Laaj di, dadimaa and myself."

" Only?" asked Geet.

"And my brother in law Shubh..." replied Maan. " Achaa... aapke jeeju kya karte hain?" asked Geet.

"Tumhe isse matlab?" asked Maan.

" Kuch nahin...pooch rahi hoon" said Geet.

" He is a lawyer and he owns his own firm" said Maan. " Oh... aur aap?"asked Geet.

"I own Khurana Constructions and I'm an architect by profession" said Maan. Geet smiled, " How sweet! Architect...!"

Maan rolled his eyes.

Geet frowned, " Can I ask you one thing?"

"Poochiye" replied Maan sarcastically.

" Why are you so bitter? I mean... aapke paas har cheez hain..ek achi behn...dadimaa... jeeju...aur kya chahiye?" asked Geet

" Nothing, I never said I wasn't happy" replied Maan.

" Ah but see this is where you are wrong Mr. Khurana...you seem like all the burden of the world is upon you" said Geet.

" So?" asked Maan.

" Zara hasiye...muskurayiye...zindagi bohot khoobsurat hain!" said Geet joyfully. She spun around and Maan watched her joyful presence.

"Tum bachpan se aisi ho kya koi-"replied Maan.

"Bachpan se ji... papa was always away near the borders aur sirf maa aur main...so we had to find happiness from some where naa?"

" I see" replied Maan.

Geet smirked, " Aur haan Maan... pyar bhi ek cheez hoti hain..." She began to walk ahead of him and he only watched her.

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They walked on and managed to find a lift on the way towards the Delhi trainstation again.

Geet felt a lump in her throat as she looked at Maan. Maan paid the man who gave them a lift to the train station.

"Arey nahin nahin...rakiye, yeh to mera kaam hain" said the man. Geet folded her hands, " Dhanevaad..."

"Rakiye... it's the least we can do" said Maan.

The man nodded and took it and he drove off. Geet looked at the train station, " Maan...agay kaa raasta?"

" I will drop you home Geet..."said Maan.

Maan helped with her bags and Geet watched him walk ahead of her... she fiddled with her fingers...

Tears automatically brimmed in her eyes... she took a tear into her fingertips and looked at them.

"Why am I crying?" wondered Geet...

Maan bought her tickets and bought her a water bottle...

She took it and thanked him... "I'll be back... stay here" said Maan. Geet nodded...

She looked out and saw a couple getting out of a train... they looked newly married.

They walked over in her direction and took the bench a few meters away from them.

Geet heard them say, " Pari...how did you know that you loved me again?"

The girl laughed, " Karan...pagal ho gaye hain aap... of course I knew..."

"Kaisay?" asked the guy named Karan.

" Even the thought of being separated from you scared me... I found happiness... I found myself in you, aur pata hain? Jab main akeli thi..sirf aapko yaad karti thi... and the time you almost walked away from me... mujhe rona aagaya tha" replied Pari.

"Parineeta ji... why would I walk out on you?" asked Karan. " Nahin bus darr gayi thi...par main yehi kehsakti hoon, if anyone is in love, they should confess before it's too late" replied Pari.

"Jaisi kay tumne?"asked Karan.

"Of course...iss zindagi ne jo aapse milwa diya hain...uss zindagi ka shukar aada karna chahiye.." smiled Pari.

"Wah wah Parineeta ji...wah.."joked Karan.

"Acha chalte hain! Mummy humara intezaar kar rahi hongi!" said Pari. " Chalein..."said Karan. He walked with her hand in hand.

Geet smiled and wiped her tears..."How sweet..."

She closed her eyes and there flashes of her memories with Maan came in front of her eyes... She realized how

Close they had gotten in a matter of a few days...

She clutched the red thread around her neck...and every vow they unknowingly took...it all remained in her heart.

Every touch of his... every emotion that he evoked in her was running across her eyes like a film reel.

Wind blew through her hair and she felt his touch through it... His embrace enveloped her body...

She suddenly opened her eyes...her eyes were full of tears... she wiped her tears and stared straight towards

The ground...

" I think I love him..." thought Geet.

She couldn't believe it herself...How did she fall in love with him so quick?

"I think you do love him..." whispered a soft voice. She looked up and saw Pari.

Pari sat down beside her, " Main tumhara naam nahin jaanti... par main yeh dekh sakti hoon kay tumhare yeh ansoo

Kisi khaas insaan kay liye hain"

Geet softly nodded.

Pari laughed, " You're so innocent!"

"How will that help my situation? asked Geet.

"Kehdo...phir dekhna kay kya hota hain...I'm sure he loves you too..." replied Pari.

"How can I tell if he does too?"asked Geet.

" Uski aakhon mein dekho... pyar saaf saaf nazar aajayega" replied Pari...

"That's it?" asked Geet.

"That's it...and you should feel lucky to have the person you love even before you loved him" added Pari.

Geet smiled and Pari smiled too, " Such a sweet girl you seem like...apni aanso aisay waste mat karo, jao aur isse Kehdo"

"Thanks...aur tumhara naam Pari hain naa?" asked Geet.

"And so you heard my conversation with my husband..." laughed Pari. "Sorry" replied Geet.

"Koi baat nahin...aur tumhara?"asked Pari.

"Geet...Geet Handa" smiled Geet. Pari nodded, " Nice to meet you Geet...and I wish that we meet again!"

"I wish too..."smiled Geet.

"And the best of luck!" said Pari. Geet nodded and the girls said goodbye and Pari grabbed her waterbottle she left on the

Bench.

Geet's heart felt lighter... she decided then she would tell Maan no matter what...

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