'You and Me..never!'(Maaneet FF)pt 24 Pg 144 - Page 65

Pallo,

Time for another update, isn't it?

Gals...update kal milega...kyunki mera bhej fry ho chuka hain..thanks to college faculty😡

Originally posted by: ladyinblu218

Yeah finally i have the time to reply hahahah:) no i mean seriously i love your FF its too good yaar...

Reasons for liking your FF:

Geet is strong doesn't like cry all the time like grls in saas bahu serials very similar to the geet in the serial....

how Geet reacted knowing Maans reaction to her confession is the way i would react. Zaroori nahin pyar ke badle pyar mile pyar adhura hokar bhi pyar hi hota hein...

Geet can really drive man.....👏 pehale car phir bus phir racing car aisa taxi driver mujhe rooze savere mil jaye to mere samay ke saath kitne $$$$ bach jaate 😭....😆

Best part no NT no Dev....yeah!!!

I give your FF ⭐️ 10/10😛

awww...so sweet...I am learning driving...if u want u can hire me....😆😆
Thanks for the 10 on 10 rating....I am ecstatic!!!!
Glad that u could finally comment😳
love ya

Kya matlab update kal milega? Kya pata kal ho na ho? 😆 lol but that's true. meri computer ki liye kal ho bhi sakti nahi bhi ho sakti hai. computer mein virus hain. aur koi bhi software kaam nahi kar raha hain except firefox. Tomorrow morning even firefox might not work. aur agar aisa hua toh main toh gayi kaam se. mein toh geet aur DMG bhi youtube mein dekhti thi. meri kya hoga? 😭 aur mein ff's bhi nahi par sakoongi. alvida dosto...... okay that was a bit melodramatic. par kya karoo? meri toh kismat hi puti ho gayi. 😭

Originally posted by: loveangle_4ever

Kya matlab update kal milega? Kya pata kal ho na ho? 😆 lol but that's true. meri computer ki liye kal ho bhi sakti nahi bhi ho sakti hai. computer mein virus hain. aur koi bhi software kaam nahi kar raha hain except firefox. Tomorrow morning even firefox might not work. aur agar aisa hua toh main toh gayi kaam se. mein toh geet aur DMG bhi youtube mein dekhti thi. meri kya hoga? 😭 aur mein ff's bhi nahi par sakoongi. alvida dosto...... okay that was a bit melodramatic. par kya karoo? meri toh kismat hi puti ho gayi. 😭

Oye....dun worry. My update will b up by evening or sumthing...I'll pray till then that ur computer doesn't crash😆....TC till then...working on the part...and handling college as well....Hay rabba mujhe horlicks ki zaroorat hain🤣

Hi gals....many of you are dying to know why Brij is here...Here is the update. Forgive the lack of squabbles. This was a turning point in my story so had to make it serious....hope you enjoy the part and do comment cause it keeps me going.

Car- Maaneet FF
Driver- Pallo
Fuel- your comments🤣

Fine fine...take your update...

@ jhinki ---Take it Gal!!! Your B'day update...sorry for the delay!

PART 18
"Geet kya haal bana rakha hain tune...ekdum se bheeg gayi hain. Chal jaldi andar jaa aur kapde badal de...." Brij looked at her with heavy disapproval.

"Woh...main main..main..." Geet stuttered.

Maan sat there crouched in the shadows. He had never heard Geet....The Geet Handa.....Theeki Mirchi....stutter like that. She must have been really in a shock.

"Geet...main main kya kar rahi hain...Chal andar.." he held her by her arm and dragged her in.

Maan stood up and made to walk off to his car. But something stopped him. He wanted to stay back and make sure that Geet wasn't in trouble.
He took careful steps and walked towards the backyard...maybe there was a window from where he could see if Geet was okay. His protective instincts were kicking in...after all she was his friend...and icing on the cake...she loved him!!!!

"Maan tum kar kya rahe ho?" he heard a sharp whisper coming from the nearest window. Geet was looking out with a mortified expression. She had already put on her Pooh Night suit and her wet hair was framing her face adorably.

"Arre wah...Tumhare senses mere presence se itne tuned ho gayi...tum mere aahat bhi pehchane lagi ho..." he grinned at her.

"Not reached the stage yet...I just recognized you damn cologne smell.....and am sure Bhaiyya will also recognize that it is a male's too....." Geet glared at him.

They heard the sound of approaching steps and Geet swiftly drew the curtains to hide Maan.

"Tum jao yahaan se warna...kal tum mere free funeral dinner khaoge" Geet urged him to go.

Maan smiled. "Good night...Sleep tight."

He walked a little further and came right back...with a wide grin splashed across his countenance and added....
"Dream right!"

Geet rolled her eyes and signalled him to go. He disappeared.

The door creaked open and Brij entered.

"Yeh le....horlicks peele..." Brij handed her a mug and sat down on the bed sipping from his own mug.

"Bhaiyya...aap achaanak Delli mein?" she sat down next to him.

"Geet...woh Khurana ke bete ka kya hua?" he asked her slowly.

Geet remembered Maan's kind words...telling her that he wasn't in love with her and the ultra-caring way he took care not to hurt her sentiments. But truth be accepted...it did hurt....She felt her eyes prickle. She was not someone to be swayed by emotions and go around bawling that things didn't go the way she wanted. She would accept the truth that she had fallen in love with him and he didn't exactly reciprocate her feelings.

Brij noticed how silent she had gone and put down his mug.

"Geet...Kya hua?" he put one arm around her. Geet looked at him...her hurt and sadness on an open display in her eyes.

"Woh...kuch nahi. Pata nahi..." she fumbled.

"Tu usse chahne lagi hain?" Brij looked at her piercingly.

Her voice was arrested in the handcuffs of a painful ache. She merely nodded her head.

"Aur woh?" he asked gently.

"Pyaar nahi karta magar dost hain..." she managed to whisper.

Brij engulfed her in a half hug. She was his little sister and he loved her.....she was simple and straight forward unlike his other sister NT. Geet would never do things that would harm the family name in any way. He trusted her beyond infinity.

"Geet...tu bhag jaa yahaan se..." he said in his raspy voice.

Geet whose head had been inclined on his shoulder lifted her eyes to level them with his. His was swirling with a tender emotion and hers was whirlpooling with questions.

"NT aur Naman ka rishta jod diya gaya tha....magar woh bevakoof ladki kissi launde ke saath bhag gayi hain. Pappaji aur Daarji ne mujhe Delhi bheja hain tujhe lane ke liye taaki tu NT ke jagah Naman se shaadi karle..." Brij explained.

"Kya?" she looked at him with despair.

"Haan...magar main kehta hoon. Tu bhag jaa yahaan se...Main ghar pe jaake bata doonga ki tu ghar pe nahi mili aur tera koi ata pata nahi hain..."

"Bhaiyya..." she choked. She couldn't understand how all this was happening to her on one day. What surprised her the most was that her brother...the very brother whom she had seen ruthlessly punish indisciplined wrong doers and rowdies was asking her to run away.

"Geet....tu bahut acchi hain. Main nahi chahta hoon ki koi tujhse teri khushi cheen le....Tu uss ladke se pyaar karne lagi hain...Toh jaa...bacha le apni zindagi ko...Chali jaa yahaan se..." he insisted.

Geet stood up...it felt unrealistic. Like some movie....

"Bhaiyya aap hosh mein toh hain? Main kahaan jaoongi?" she asked.

"Geet mujhse mat poonch. Aur mujhe batana bhi mat tu kahaan jaa rahi hain. Kyunki agar mujhe bata diya toh main kabhi bhi jasbaat mein aakar Daarji ko bata doonga...Isiliye...tu chali jaa yahaan se..." he stood up with full force.

Geet gulped down the horlicks...It felt like some dream. But she could sense a thrill and excitement leak into her system."Wow! She was actually gonna be running away from her house. It felt like some crazy movie..."

She placed the mug and hurriedly gave a hug to Brij and began packing her bags. Brij sighed and went out of her room. She threw her necessities in the open bag. Her mind was churning with heightening excitement...she had never thought that a day would come when she would have to flee like this. But it felt
great.

In half an hour she was done. Her bags was stuffed till bursting point. While packing she had been debating where to go... but had reached a dead end. Apart from Abohar and Delhi she hadn't been anywhere.

She picked up her bag and walked to the hall where Brij was seated with his head buried in his hands. He looked like an exiled emperor.

"Bhaiyya..." she softly addressed him.

He looked up. She was ready...ready to fly away to an unknown horizon. He walked up to her and gave her a quick hug...Words were best left unspoken he didn't trust his voice...and she, hers.

"Jaa Geet...aur apna khayaal rakhna...mujhe phone kar lena agar koi pareshaani hain."

Geet nodded her head. She was trying to stem the tears that threatened to flow...This new side of her Big Brother was beyond the wildest of her imaginations. He had always been good to her....but he could be this good...She had never dreamt.

She hurried out of the door and called for a cab. The last image she saw was Brij waving his hand and silently wiping off a tear with his scarf. Geet closed her eyes....

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"Zara Khurana Mansion ke taraf le jaana..." she requested the cabbie.

Memories were raging like a uncontrabble tempest in her mind...The excitement of this hushed getaway had worn out. Now a dread of leaving behind things 'precious and loved' gripped her heart. She visualized all those people whom she was going to leave behind here in Delhi....Manthan, Harvin, her colleagues, Dadi, Vivaan....and MAAN.

She took a deep breath.

"Maan..." her heart wrenched apart.

"Yeh lo Ma'am Khurana Mansion..." the cab driver derailed her train of thoughts.

Geet took a deep sigh and got out of the cab.

"Gimme 10 minutes I'll be back..." she requested the driver and walked towards the gates of the magnificient Mansion. She shook her head sadly seeing the guard doze with and open mouth. Like a jungle cat...silent and focussed she opened the side gate and entered.

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"Maan....Maan...Maan" her voice was sprinkled with urgency. Maan was sleeping with his face facing the open window.

Geet thanked her stars that she had got the right window orlese it would have been a more tedious job.

She was hanging dangerously to the pipeline at the back window of Maan's room.

"MAAN!" she screamed loudly. Maan sat up with a jerk...His hair was messed and his eyes were glazed.

"Yahaan...hoon!" she said in a slightly softer version of the previous scream.

"Geet tum kar kya rahe ho?" he jumped off his bed and dashed to the window.

"Mere paas zyaada time nahi hain...Main delhi chod ke jaa rahi hoon. Tum mera leave application bana lena. Aur Dadi ko bata dena. Jab situation control mein hoga main wapas aa jaungi...Theek hain?" she speedily clarified.

"Magar tum jaa kahan rahe ho? Aur mere pipeline pe kya kar rahi ho?" he sounded miffed.

"Mujhe khud pata nahi main kahaan jaa rahi hoon. Tum apna khayal rakhna. Aur haan, maine hamesha socha tha ki jab pyaar hoga toh woh ladka mere pipeline pe chad ke khidki se aayega mujhe milne ke liye....Yahaan toh kuch aur hi ho gaya..." she giggled.

"Geet...you are making no sense. In the dead of this night you are leaving delhi...to an unknown destination. What is going on? Kuch zyaada filmy nahi ho raha hain?"

"Dekho main pipeline chad ke tumhe goodbye kehne ke liye aayi hoon...Aur tum mujhe pe bhadak rahe ho???" she frowned.

She perilously let go off one hand from the pipeline and reached for the front of his vest, pulling him closer to her.

"Geet..." he said, worriedly.

She pushed herself a bit forward and dropped a small peck on his cheek. Her eyes were rimmed with a faint line of tears. Her ebony black eyes bored into his honey filled ones.....

"Take Care . I'll miss you." She let go off him and slid down without another word.

He stood there horrified seeing her slide down the pipeline and nimbly cover the stretches of grass to the open side gate.

"What in heaven's name was happening?" his brain felt on the verge of blowing apart to bits.

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Geet felt the bus rocking and the wind blow her hair effortlessly. She looked out of the window her eyes letting a single tear drop kiss her soft cheeks. She would miss Maan more than she could afford....

Walking with you.......I left behind a trail lingering with the magical freshness of our togetherness.....

The path held our little fights , our hearty laughs....the impossibility of "YOU AND ME....."

Now I have reached a point where our parting ways seems unbearable...

Looking behind I glance upon those pair of footprints-an inextricable essence from my fragrant life....

And now I realize that when I had first entwined my fingers around yours I had meant it for eternity.....

I had fallen in love with you from the first step we walked together and had risen in it with each step......

My heart which had firmly asserted to me before that..."You and Me...Never!" now whispered a different tale-"You and Me....forever!"

(Credit for this poem goes to uhhhmmm ME😉!)

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Maan tossed on his bed uncomfortably....
Had he imagined it all...or did it really happen???

PS- I know the part was short...promise a longer and a more fun-filled part next time.
New place, New faces, NEW EMOTIONS😉

Love
Pallo

Geet ran away? ya Khuda....wassup!!

Pallo...sahi filmy hai...but loved it!1

too good...u made my day..really nice thanxs thanxs

wow this one truly twister
sofet side of brij was so contrasting with the serial brij but so sweet and loving brother
and geet climbing pipes to say good bye to maan was hilarious
do continue
bye sumi
PS: by the way now i think maan will realized his love for geet
he will surely miss her
bye sumi

oh no what!!! geet left? and evn she doesnt know where shex going😲 and maan doesnt know!!! okay eagerly waiting for next part!!!!!oh boy, this is intresting!!! and nyc poem 😊