Some more coffee at my table .... - Page 86

Originally posted by: morningdew

Mehr, you with Skep on this?? 😡 You better sit with that dupatta on your own head in that case.. and watch your 'Maan Bhaiyaa' doing office work only.. no other scenes for under- 18s here.. 😆 😉

@Swkia ... 🤗

yeh we are in fidaland alright ..

@Rush ... cant promise ... i'll try though 😊

Originally posted by: rusha4003

@ Dew ... Jhumka is trivial for these 2 you think ? .. Ok I agree ...

😆

But look what Maan has turned it into .... 😍... look into my sig dabba ...

How close does he need to get to fix a jhumka ???? Even air cant go between them .... 😆

Thats how HOT these 2 can make things ... aage kya hoga .... we'll be dead !!! 😆

*Fervently agreeing*- You so write what I feel usha..

" Even air cant go between them"

Swooooon... loved this one from you.. 😳

Rush- Thanks for the link, was abt to ask you for it..

Mehr jee..dupatta liya ki nahi??

Arwen- I am so itching to send this highly wanted request to the Cvs.. am just curbing myself down.. Gurmeet will most probably run away in fright, if he's asked to..ahem ahem.. 😆

Originally posted by: rushtrip

@rusha...well...yeah..they make even the trivial deed into a sensual one...and sure this guy takes any excuse to be close to her...might as well..go ahead and kiss her...let that inner animal loose..so to speak...

this leashed passion is killing..

@ red ... I sooooo agree ... leashed passion .... so near yet so far ... it actually leaves us drained ...

@ arwen..so true....gadha..to hai...hi...apni to KLPD karta hai..hamein bhi high and dry chorr deta..hai...

he should so Maan handle her...give her one..passionate kiss..ki uski bolti band ho jaayegi...

@ Dew...usse problem hai to Maan ko bula..le..he says..he lives the life of Maan on the sets..so he should not...feel...offended..to having been asked to kiss Geet..now Adi hota..to baat kuch aur thi...

Ok here it is ...................... haven't re read it or edited it so please forgive the numerous mistakes here and there ......................

She crossed the crowded by lanes in a hurry. She had to see him to reassure herself that he was okay. What if something had happened to him? She would never be able to forgive herself since she was the last to speak to him and they had parted on a bitter note. She had rudely told him she never wanted to see him again. Why had she said that? He was always rough when things annoyed him. And somehow she was always bearing the brunt of his distrust. What was new in that? So why had she spoken thus to him?

Lost in her thoughts, she hurried through the bazaar that was teeming with people. Her dupatta got caught in a wicker basket and she was forced to slow down. Irritated, she pulled it and she heard the flimsy material tearing. Uncaringly, she neared the dargah. She entered the holy place. The aura was divine, yet her anxiety didn't seem to fade. Her heart was throbbing and every beat seemed to cry out for him. Her earnest eyes searched for a glimpse of him. She covered her head and wandered down the corridors that were filled with incense smoke. The fragrances played on her nostrils as she breathed in deeply. She was feeling dull and her heart was full of apprehension. She looked up and sent a fervent prayer to Babaji.

She was tired and seemed to be lost. What would happen if something had happened to him? Her breath blew out on a gasp and a sob. Was her fatigue making her see things? She seemed to be seeing him everywhere. She saw him laying flowers at the tombstone and elsewhere she saw him praying .......

Someone was tying a thread at the lacy filigree of the screen wall. People did that in the hope that their wishes get fulfilled. She had a thread in her hand and found herself offering it to the man ahead.

"Excuse me ...... is this yours?"

She couldn't understand any of it. She had been cheated by a blackguard and was pregnant with his child. A burnt child dreaded the fire but she just didn't seem to learn. Her dupatta slipped from her head and a few tendrils broke free. He seemed to lift his hand to touch her hair but he stopped short and his fell. It touched her hand in the process and neither seemed to want to break the contact. She yearned for him and was aghast to learn that she felt more for him than she felt for any other human being in the world.

"What are you doing here, why have you followed me?" He asked her softly.

"Geet, you haven't answered me," he continued but his eyes were warm.

She took a few more hasty steps backwards and turned to flee.

"Wait," he said.

Guys me leaving now 😊 am thinking of turning in early for once 😆

will catch up with u all tomorrow 🤗🤗

Originally posted by: SWKIA

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<div>😲Kiske Bhaiyya? OMG .. what is going on here?

he's not made to be a bhaiyya, he only has brothers for a reason!

ROFL 🤣

NOw this was a GEM !! Actually guffawed at this one, and hubby stared.. so now I am guffawing with my mouth closed, and its creating weird noises.. 😆 😆

Rush- leashed passion.. this one gave me a flutter again !! Awesome !! 👏 You are right, let the animal loose.. mann....this is HOTTT !! 😳