'You and Me..never!'(Maaneet FF)pt 24 Pg 144

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TrueMuskaan

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Posted: 15 years ago

#51

"I am not Dracula" Maan responded to Geet's gasp.

"Neither are you God!" Geet countered back.

🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 loved how you started it of!! amazinggg!!!

please continue soon with a looooong update filled with more funny and amazing MaanEet scenes!!

love,

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Payal

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Posted: 15 years ago

#52

OMFG!! ki love this FF! one of my favvvssss!!!

Dragondung??

Dracula?

Pooh nightie?

🤣🤣🤣🤣

Some of the parts were sooo ohillarious!! great update,

continue soon! :D

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Antares

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Posted: 15 years ago

#53

This was just superb!!!!! Loved it to the core!

The names they called each other with.....hilarious....🤣

Loved Mannet......and also the Dadi part......amazing!

Do continue soon.....thanx for the PM!

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Posted: 15 years ago

#54

ITS WONDERFUL! A new Geet lol, plz add me to you pm list!

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Harpreet

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Posted: 15 years ago

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haha, this story is great! can u add me to ur pm list?

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--Nargis--

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Posted: 15 years ago

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Just read parts 2 and 3....loved it...especially part 3....the abduction part!!😆 I have a feeling that the interview for the position is for one of the Khurrana companies...?😉 Looking forward to the next part...

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Anju

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Posted: 15 years ago

#57

Absolutely MIND-BLOWING Yaar!

Keep it up! Hilarous how Maan drags her to the car! That is just so like our Maan 😆

WOW Geet featured in a Winnie the Pooh night suit! 😲 Now that's a first! 😃

Looking forward to reading more all the best with the writing!

~ Anju ⭐️

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TheLastCarnival

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Posted: 15 years ago

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Hi gals....I am sorry for this short part...but am time-tied this week. Si hope you enjoy this part overlooking its length....

PART 4
Maan entered the Khurana Mansion which felt like it had been submerged in an ocean of graveyard silence. He looked around...no sign of Dadi. He then remembered that Dadi and that ghamandee Geet were supposed to be having some heart to heart ladies talk.....They must have gone out he concluded.

Maan was having a tough time handling the Khurana business. He didn't know the first stroke of the A of business and his father had left him the whole Empire. He felt trapped. He vividly remembered his father's strong objection when he had announced that he wanted to join the Air Force Academy. His father had scorned the idea of him flying planes....But Maan had defied him and gone ahead to become the youngest and most successful flier in the history of Air Force. He had made his way up the ranks to become the first Squadron Leader who was still aged in 20s and now...He had been made the Group Captain. All his dreams had been coming true....and then....*thadam* everything crashed with Pratham Khurana's death.

His father had thrown his trump card and departed shattering Maan's soaring dreams and handing him an unwanted empire.....and yes ofcourse...how could he forget the last blow his dad had given him...a blow from which he could possibly never recover.......GEET!

He felt the girl was too arrogant and too brainy. At his base in the Air Force they had always discussed about marriage and all his friends had constantly warned each other...."Beauty with brains is a lethal combination....a certified route to suicide."

And hadn't Sam Kinison said "I am not afraid of terrorism any longer....I was married for two years."

He had called up Marshal Nihaal Juneja the previous day and had discussed about Pratham's demise and his last wishes.

"Son, Responsibilities begin at home. If today you leave your Dadi and the Khurana Empire and come back here claiming that you can handle responsibilities of the nation.......I won't be the only person who'll doubt your worth. A man who shoulders his home efficiently is the only one who can shoulder the nation......And you are Maan Khurana....prove it beta....I promise you Air Force will welcome you back with open arms once you have completed your responsibilities. We'll be proud to take back our successful and trustable Group Captain."

Maan was upset that he had to sit back in Delhi staring at files instead of flying and commanding. But he also knew that the old man's words were true. He had obligations to satisfy.....

He heard some faint noise emerging from Dadi's room.

"Dadi yehi hain???" he wondered.

Maan walked to Dadi's room and found the door slightly open. He peeped in....

On Dadi's circular bed stood Geet, wearing an oversized coat which was almost drowning her. Dadi stood at the foot of the bed holding her hands in meek servitude style. Next to Dadi stood Pearl, their most trusted house-keeper. Geet was lashing what he recognized as his Dadaji's favorite belt. His brows knitted in puzzlement....What the hell was going on here????

Geet (in full-fledged Gabbar style) : Hmmmm.... Kitane aadmi the?
Pearl(imitating Kaliya to perfection): sardar.. do aadmi the.
Geet: hmmm.. Do aadmi ? .... SOOWAR KE BACHCHO.. woh do the aur tum teen...... phir bhi waapas aagayeye....... khaali haath...... kya samaz kar aaye the?.. Sardar bahot khus hoga........ sabasi dega kyoon? DHIKKAR HAI .......

Maan stood there stupefied. Geet was actually mouthing off the famous dialogues of Gabbar Singh from Sholay as if she had been the one playing Gabbar and not Amjad Khan. Geet's altered manly tone broke through his thoughts......

Geet:Arre O Saambha... kitna inaam rakkhe hai sarkaar ham par?
Dadi(portraying Sambha): Poore pachaas hajaar..
Geet: Suna.. poore pachas hajaar.. aur yeh inaam isliye hai ke yaha se pachas pachas kos door gaaon me jab bachcha raat ko rota hai to maa kehti hai
beta soja ..soja nahi to gabbar singh aa jaayega. Aur yeh teen haraam jaade..yeh gabbar singh kaa naam poora mitti me milaay diye..iski sajaa milegi.. baraabar milegi..

This girl was really something. He had never seen anyone mimic Gabbar Singh so perfectly. He recollected his Dadaji used to impressively imitate Gabbar for his Dadi sometimes. Geet was actually dressed exactly in the same coat and was holding the same belt that Dadaji used to use to dazzle his imitations more. Dadi loved his display and would give him a short peck on his balding head after his act. Maan turned nostalgic retrieving those cheerful memories when this Khurana Mansion had been full of laughter and love.....

Geet:Kitni goli hain iske aandar?
She picked up a powder bottle and shook it. Maan looked on amused.
Pearl: huh?
Geet:Kitni goli hain?
Pearl: Che sardar...
Geet:Che....che goli...che goli hain iske andar....Che goli aur aadmi teen...Bahut naainsaafi hain yeh....

*dhishkao dhishkao dhishkao* Maan watched in delectation as she sprayed the powder on Pearl and Dadi while making the gunshot sounds with her mouth.

Geet: Ab theek hain......

She rubbed her hands and jumped down the bed. Dadi was already laughing and Pearl was smiling.

"Kaisa tha Dadi??? Lagti hoon na main....perfect Gabbu???" Geet merrily dusted the powder off Dadi's clothes.

"Bilkul....pata hain mere pati...Mr. Dhananjay Khurana bhi yehi scene imitate karte the....aur bilkul isi style mein...yehi kapde pehne hue....." The happiness on Dadi's face was infectious. Geet flashed a big smile....."Lagta hain hum dono ki tastes kaafi milti hain...kapdo mein same choice aur same Ladki bhi pasand hain...." she winked naughtily at Dadi.

Dadi affectionately patted her..."Badmaash kahin ki...."

"Pearl....tumhe nahin lagta ki is act mein kuch kami thi???" Geet spoke to Pearl now.

Maan noted that Pearl had allowed Geet to call her by her name. That was a mild surprise. She always preferred people addressing her as "Mrs. Jade"
Only the Khuranas were bestowed with permission to call her 'Pearl'.

"Haan...teen aadmi nahi the na isiliye..." Pearl told Geet.

"Agar Maan bhi hota toh teen hote..." Dadi supplied.

"Na Baba Na......agar woh hota toh....hum Sholay nahi Mr. India enact kar rahe hote....." Geet sat on the bed pulling Dadi to sit beside her.

"Woh kyun?" Dadi asked.

"Tumhara pota...Mogambo ban ne ke layak hain....waise kaafi weird Mogambo hoga...kyunki woh kabhi khush nahi hota hain....toh usse kehna padhta...'MOGAMBO KHUSH NAHI HUA!"

Dadi and Pearl roared with laughter trying to imagine Maan enacting Mogambo. Maan stood there....his face scorching with the heat of Geet's taunts. The girl was the limit....

"Excuse me. May I interrupt..." he knocked on the door.

"Oh Maan...andar aao Beta..." Dadi politely told.

He entered the room...his eyes conveying the deepest loathing he could muster to Geet. Geet just sat there next to Dadi holding her chin high up.

"Dadi....Maine decide kiya hain ki main Business kal se sambhaloonga...Magar mujhe uske baare mein ABC nahi pata" his gaze was fixed now on Dadi.

"Oh...Mr. Mehra tumhe sab sikhadenge. Waise Geet kaam se yaad aaya... tumhara interview kaise gaya?"

Geet shrugged her shoulders...."Pata nahi. I don't think they were impressed."

"Toh tum bhi Maan ke saath join karlo. Mujhe bahut khushi hogi...." Dadi suggested.

"Magar mujhe khushi nahi hogi...." Maan growled before Geet could respond. However his statement 'Mujhe Khushi nahi hogi' threw the other three into a fit of laughter remembering their conversation about "Mogambo Khush Nahin Hoga...."

Maan felt his anger rocketing.

"This isn't funny Dadi....How can I work with this stupid female driver????" he spat.

"Listen, Mr. Maan Khurana....Firstly I am not your driver. Secondly I am not stupid...and thirdly I know the difference between puppies and men...Puppies grow up........... but chauvinistic men like you can never grow up....." Her eyes were blazing forth with equally matched contempt now. She was holding the belt and Maan couldn't help wondering if she would actually use it on him if necessary.

"How dare you..." his jaw clenched in rage.

Dadi intervened.

"Stop it the two of you. Fine Maan you don't want Geet working with you...fine will you settle for her working under you?"

Geet was counting upto ten. She hated the way he felt that he was above all mortals. But she was not gonna let a job slip through her fingers even if it meant working for Ego-Champion Maan Khurana.

"Only because you want it Dadi....." he gave in.

"Then Geet you will be Maan's associate cum secretary."

Geet nodded and held Dadi's hands. "Thanks Dadi...I will not let you down."

Dadi smiled and gave a 'be-fair-to-her' look to Maan.

"Tomorrow sharp 8 'O' clock you will drive me to Khurana Head Office...."

Dadi looked sharply at Maan. "Maan.....Dev will drive you."

Geet took a step forward and put a hand on Dadi's shoulder. "It's okay Dadi....I anyways love driving......"

Maan dumped a sardonic sneer on her and repeated blandly "Sharp 8 'O' clock"

"Yes Boss!" she grinded back with well-matched sarcasm.

Love
pallo

Edited by livelygal - 15 years ago