Maaneet Scene-Wishful Thinking & Mo Upd 9/09 p147 - Page 32

Originally posted by: Sigma

Vru i'm back now and caught up on all ur updates, I love how u captured and described exactly what geet is going through after hearing dadi wants to get maan married, ur understanding of the characters is amazing

looking forward to what happens next

Px

hey Param..

yeah i see them everywhere i go
righ, left and all directions i know

i feel their pain, their revelation
i jump for joy at their elation

i think i have fallen too deep
think maaneet is something i shall keep...

Originally posted by: rushtrip

hey Param..

yeah i see them everywhere i go
righ, left and all directions i know

i feel their pain, their revelation
i jump for joy at their elation

i think i have fallen too deep
think maaneet is something i shall keep...

Originally posted by: rushtrip

hmm

hum to fida..hain..unpe...

you know today's scene in the epi gave me a deja vu..

i dont know i felt i have heard, read that somewhere...dont know where..

perhaps a dream...

cant shake the feeling...

that's how involved i am in them...jahan jao wahi nazar aate ho...

Vrush di, i am dying!!! Have u turned ur wand hands round and round and popped some magic yet 😉?? Waiting and dyin for some of that magic still!! Tomorrow i have off, and i am dying to read some of that magic....but i guess i can wait...those wands of urs need rest too. 😆

hmm aaj mood theek nahi tha...isiliye kuch nahi likkha...tomorrow...shivani..for sure...


i just wrote on my SS on Vicky and Nargis...

hey.....m new to dis forum as a registered user dat is...been a silent reader since past mnth. I became member of dis forum coz of another writer on dis forum...devi. She is absolutely brilliant. Den i chanced upon ur Ff...jus read all d parts. jus had 2 say m glad m part of forum. I hav found another exceptional writer in u. she devi takes u 2 d peak of d hill....u take us al d way over...brilliant ....a charismatic illusionist use mere words.

Originally posted by: jazzerette

hey.....m new to dis forum as a registered user dat is...been a silent reader since past mnth. I became member of dis forum coz of another writer on dis forum...devi. She is absolutely brilliant. Den i chanced upon ur Ff...jus read all d parts. jus had 2 say m glad m part of forum. I hav found another exceptional writer in u. she devi takes u 2 d peak of d hill....u take us al d way over...brilliant ....a charismatic illusionist use mere words.

hey jazzerette...

glad to have you on the forum, i feel a sense of achievement when a silent reader turns participant..
i feel i must have done something right to evoke enough emotions in you to express your thoughts verbally...

thank you so much for liking my work and your words give me sense of fulfillment...

i did not know i made a difference...writing is a passion and i enjoy indulging myself...in this...so happy to have fellow riders who want the breeze flowing through their hair...

Maan knew the minute he had heard Daadi and Geet talking that they were up to no good. He had in his bravado convinced Daadi that he will take his own decisions about marriage and now that she was forcing his hand rather twisting it, he will bring the girl he has in mind in five days.

Daadi had been left wondering if they were talking on same lines or was Maan going to put a proverbial spanner in her spokes? She wondered if Maan was referring to Geet or is he going to play a googly on her and do something else. She felt her blood pressure drop at the thought of some other girl; she had now looked forward to Maan and Geet accepting their feelings to each other.

Maan had visions of her when he had been talking to Daadi, he knew he wanted her. Just the sight of her near the steps had proved to him how much he craved her. Her touch as he had pulled to stop from falling down them was what he had dreamed of as he had waited for his flight to London. Fates seemed to be playing hooky with him; the more he tried to stay away from her, the more it did the opposite.

Her nearness affects him, her eyes entice as they stare unblinkingly through those long lashes of hers speaking verses of desire that plays like litany in him for a long time, leaving him gasping at the fervor and strength.

Her words had pierced through him, showing him exactly how much it hurt to know that she even entertained a thought of leaving him, him. Oh she was as affected as him, why else would she say the things she did? Why did her eyes, her hands, her mouth seem as if they were hungry for him?

He went to the office and finished some work here at the main house, but needed to see some files in the outhouse office and decided to go there.

Geet had been sifting through the photos of the girls and wrinkling her nose at each one of them. Why was it that she felt this gnawing ache at the thought that one of them might marry Maan? Why did she want to tear everything up, each and every photo, and throw it away so that Maan will never look at them the way did at her?

She had felt those eyes on her several times, following her. What was it about those eyes that made her putty in his hands, a toy he could play with? She closed her eyes to relive the moments of his hands pushing her hair back, of her earring being put in, her lips trembling at his proximity, parting to beg him take them in a kiss that will set her aflame.

She had been shocked to see him this morning and even more shocked as he had pulled from danger and straight into his arms. She had felt like she had found her haven, her home.

She opened her eyes to find him standing in front of her, feel the anger radiating from him. It scorched. She got up suddenly, dropping the file and all the photos. She bent to pick them up, when he held her wrist and pulled her up.

"What do you think you are doing? Who do you think you are interfering? How dare you fall in with Daadima's schemes?" Maan hissed as tugged her closer with each question, till they were an inch apart.

She just stared at him, frightened of his anger. He released her and turned away, pushing his hands in his hair. "Don't look at me like that, he growled, I am not going to hurt you." She then found her voice, "but Daadima asked me to help as you were not here, I thought I should..," she supplied haltingly unable to continue, she just stood mutely looking down.

He turned, angered still seething, but controlled with his fist clenching and unclenching. He said, "Do you even know what you are doing? I just told Daadima and I am telling you, stop interfering I will find my own bride; I will take that decision, neither you nor Daadima." He kept advancing towards her and she kept taking a step backwards as he continued with his tirade.

Just when she thought he will not stop, he did. He rummaged his fingers through his hair again and as if he could not control himself any longer, he snaked his hand out, took hers and tugged hard. She was flustered, as she was pulled into his arms. She put both her hands on his chest trying to lend her support, but he seemed determined to run havoc with her, her senses and took her in a tight embrace, crushing her to him, making her hands trapped between them. He locked his hands behind her back and pulled further and she went on her toes to give herself some room.

"You want to look for girls for me? You want me to marry? Answer me Geet," looking into her eyes with fury but with something else as well, something more primal than anger, something baser. She saw raw desire in those ravenous eyes, on the brink of spilling over the dam it was lashing against. Geet was hit like a bombshell, to see the reflection of what she felt mirrored in his eyes and before she could protest or say, his face swooped to take her mouth in a kiss that was hard punishing her lips with fury mingled with desire.

Geet kept her mouth closed, trying to wriggle out of his hold, but he pulled her hard into him, splaying his arms around her like band. She clenched her trapped hands into his shirt, trying to bend her head back but was in fact giving him more access to invade her lips, plunder them with his, in a kiss that shook her to the core, she wanted to kick him for doing this to her, to punish him as he was punishing her but she felt a melting deep inside like an unfurling snake that slowly slithered across her being. She felt as if she was struck by its fangs, going against her mind and joining with the enemy. She felt herself go limp, the desire take over, his kisses become softer, the fury turned to full blown passion and her lips parted.

She let his tongue enter her mouth in a kiss that sucked her in and lit a fire in her that she knew would burn her up like cinder. A moan escaped her, letting him know the extent of her desire, and he took advantage. He deepened the kiss, groaning his pleasure at her succumbing to his attentions. His hands wandered up into her hair, holding her head to guide her as he kissed her like a thirsty man in desert who found an oasis. He drank her lips, he sucked her tongue, he explored every crevice in her mouth, her teeth, and her palate. He murmured his desire, his eyes closed in concentration.

Her hands that were clenching his shirt, found their way around his neck, in his hair. She pulled his head towards her when she felt he was going to lift it away from her, wanting him to go on, to add fuel to the desire that he had set afire.

Maan lifted his head after a long drugged kiss and moved to her neck, nuzzling her and raining kisses that blazed a trail of need that was all consuming. Geet had closed her eyes and caroused in his kisses. Smiling her pleasure at how he made her feel, tilting her head back to give him even further access to her. Her breasts crushed against his hard chest. Her hands twined behind his head, she felt a sense of abandonment, freedom at being held captive in his arms. She saw what heaven must be like in his arms.

Maan lifted his head but put a hand on her butt and pulled her closer to make her feel his desire in no uncertain terms. She opened her eyes as she felt his bulge against her belly to see him staring at her. Her eyes widened and he huskily muttered, "This is what you do to me. You didn't even think, you should ask me what I wanted, whom I wanted, before you started looking for girls for me. The girl I want is you, only you!"

Show me Heaven ' Maria McKee 'OST Days of Thunder - where i get my title name.

There you go
Flashing fever from your eyes
Hey babe, come over here and shut down tight
I'm not denying
We're flying above it all
Hold my hand, don't let me fall
You've such amazing grace
I've never felt this way

Show me heaven
Cover me
Leave me breathless
Show me heaven please

Here I go
I'm shaking just like breeze
Hey babe I need your hand to steady me
I'm not denying
I'm frightened as much as you
Though I'm barely touching you
I've shivers down my spine
And it feels divine

Show me heaven
Cover me
Leave me breathless
Show me heaven please

If you know what it's like
To dream a dream
Baby hold me tight
And let this be your...heaven

Cover me
Leave me breathless
Show me heaven please