MG FF-VIVAH - Thread 1 - Page 25

Originally posted by: kawaii_geet

update kab milega di???😭

Hi Friends,

Thank you so much for your kind words and comments.

Someone said that they expected this to start with marriage. Well Marriage will happen very soon but I just wanted to lay the mental state and foundation to circumstances in which this marriage will happen. So bear with me, but very soon (probably less than 5 chapters, Maaneet will get married)

I have tried to do something different with Maan's entry. Hope you will like the combination.

VERY IMPORTANT: Please add ritzypm as buddy to gets PMs for this FF

Chapter 2

Savitri, Meera, Dev and Vicky entered the Ramtekri temple for Janmashtmi celebrations.

Meera – "Kitna acha hota agar Maan Bhaiya bhi aa jaate. Par unhe to kaam se hi phursat nahi hai"

Savitri – "Kaam to hai hi, par agar woh nahi bhi hota toh bhi woh nahi aate. Log insaano se naraaz hote hain. Magar woh to bhagwaan se naraaz baithe hain. Bhagwaan ko zimedaar thera diya hai unhone unki khusiyon ke grahan ke liye…Poonam ke liye"

Dev kept his hands on his daadi ma's shoulder to give her support – "Bas Daadi Ma…ab koi kya kar sakta hai…waise bhi aaj aap promise kijiye you will enjoy the celebrations and not cry"

Savitri nodded her head – "Aap thik kehte hain Dev. Hum aaj bhagwaan se apne bache ki khushi ke saath saath maafi bhi maang lenge. Woh toh humesha se hi bhagwaan mein vishwaas karte the. Yeh unki berukhi, unki naaraazgi hai, avishwaas nahi. Hum Kanha ji se kahenge ki apne bache ke sar pe haath rakhein…us ke man ko shaanti dein"

Meera tried to change the topic – "Dekhiye Daadi ma….kitna sundar lag raha hai na mandir. Phoolon se kitna pyaara sajaya hai. Vicky, chalo jaldi se chalte hain…aarti shuru hone wali hai"

Savitri Devi smiled at her bahu and all four joined the devotees.

Aarti started in front of a beautifully adorned murti of Krishna bhagwaan and all the devotees joined as claps, manjire and ghanti sounded. Whole environment was serene as people prayed to Lord Krishna on his birthday.

Savitri Devi also closed her eyes and prayed for his elder son who had become a hardened man from a fun loving boy. He was always a brilliant child, disciplined teenager and a responsible boy. Even in the face of his parent's early demise he has stayed as pillar of strength for his daadi ma but had not lost his innocence. But demise of his fianc had left him heart broken and a man who hated himself more than anything for not able to control his destiny.

Devotees moved towards the lake situated at the side of temple to float diyas. Everyone was alerted as conch sounded and the ode to Lord started as part of his birthday bash.

Link - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=boS1iayrEb4

woh hai rangila chail chabila, woh hai natkhat woh jamunatat

At the same time, two cars stopped in front of a big glass building. The board said "Khurana Constructions". Driver from the first car came out and opened the back door and a pair of leather shoes belonging to a man in his late twenties stepped out. Attitude oozed out him as he walked to the elevator, flanked by his two bodyguards.

phere lagaye muralee bajaye, gopiyo ke sang ras rachaye

Even in the dim light of basement, anyone could notice his firm build, bulging muscles and perfect M shaped lips. His stubble lending air of masculinity as he strode in with confidence and agility of a tiger.

muralee bajaiya ras rachaiya, shyam salona hai

His PA joined him on the way and in the elevator giving him a run-up of important appointments and charges of the day

jo hai albela madnainowala, jisakee divanee brij kee har bala

woh kisna hai, woh kisna hai, woh kisna hai, woh kisna hai, kisna hai

Every eye turned towards him and he stepped out of the elevator and walked towards his office. He removed his sunglasses to reveal hard ruthless brown eyes of Maan Singh Khurana.

jo hai albela madnainowala, jisakee divanee brij kee har bala

woh kisna hai, woh kisna hai, woh kisna hai, woh kisna hai

Pretending to work each man shivered in their boots and each girl drooled over him.

Tasha entered his cabin with a cup of coffee battling her eyelashes, lost in his look. Maan sipped his coffee and immediately spited it out due to it's coldness.

"Yeh kya coffee banayi hai. Get out before I fire you."

Tasha came out with a grin on her face to find Pinky popping in another chip. "Oye Tasha kya hua. Boss ne to daanta tujhe, tu itni khush kyon hai"

Tasha "DD spoke to me….he actually spoke to me"

Just then Sasha came here and shook Tasha to bring her out of her dream world

Sasha – "Very Funny….Go and give him his correct coffee otherwise those will be the last words he will speak to you"

Tasha shook her pony "Thanks Sasha…I mean Mam"

Sasha made a face "Silly Girl" as Tasha stomped off

pyar me dubee pyar me khoyee, pyar kee dhun me jagee na soyee

pyar me dubee pyar me khoyee, pyar kee dhun me jagee na soyee

A slender looking girl draped in a white lehnga choli stood in the middle of the dancers.

duneeya se hai woh anjanee, sab kehte hai prem divanee

kisna se milatee hai, bhul ke har bandhan

kisna kee hee mala japatee hai woh jogan

She slowly removed her ghunghat, moving her waist to the beats, mesmerizing all with her beauty. She swayed to the music as Rahul continued to beat the drum and sing.

nainon me sanson me mann me kisna

har pal hai jivan me jisake kisna

woh radha hai, woh radha hai, woh radha hai, radha hai

Geet danced gracefully to the music highlighting her devotion to the Lord. Her eyes closed with a sweet smile on her as she played raaslila with the one who is her lord and her lover. She ran around with a string gopis playing to the tune of flute

madhur madhur sa rup hai jiska, shwet shwet rang jiska

sundar tan man sundar chitwan, sundar hai ang jiska

pyar hai sagar se bhee gehra, kisna ke sang jiska

woh radha hai, woh radha hai, woh radha hai, radha hai

Everyone was enthralled with dancers with boys dressed as Krishna and each gopi dancing around them. But what captured their attention was the pari playing role of Radha, who for a moment made everyone felt that they were indeed in Brindavan where Radha was searching and yearning for her Krishan

jo hai albela madnainowala, jisakee divanee brij kee har bala

woh kisna hai, woh kisna hai, woh kisna hai, woh kisna hai

Maan threw the file at the table.

"Are these blueprints. Why the hell do I pay you such insufficient guys. It is riddled with flaws"

Everyone gulped their saliva seeing red angry eyes of their MD.

Maan continued "Mr Dixit you are fired. As the reviewer if you can't catch a flaw in the foundation which can bring down the whole bridge then I do not need you in my company. Khurana Constructions is my pride, MSK's pride…and no plays with my pride."

As Dixit walked out of the room, others shivered.

"Sasha, I want you to take this blueprint and review it. Update the cost to Adi. And next time, it should be flawless or you can join Dixit, wherever he gets his next job"

Saying this, he shifted his gaze to his laptop, silently dismissing everyone in the room.

nainon me sanson me mann me kisna

har pal hai jivan me jiske kisna

woh radha hai, woh radha hai, woh radha hai, radha hai

woh kisna hai

Geet finished her dance amidst conchs and manjire along with all the other gopis.

Savitri Devi along with her family just kept on looking at the beauty which had enthralled many today. Dev was startled to see his client Rahul Handa as the one banging the main drums and moved to meet him.

Dev – "Mr Handa, how are you. I did not know you could sing so well"

Rahul – "Hello Mr Khurana. And please call me Rahul. Ek toh we are out of office and moreover, my dad is here and in his company he is the only Mr Handa"

Mohinder shook her head "Call me uncle, this is my wife Rano and my daughter Geet"

Dev smiled. "Sure. And please call me Dev. Hello Uncle. Namaste Aunty. This is my Daadi and my wife Meera"

Geet smiled - "Hello Mam"

Savitri - "Nahi Beta. Call me Daadima. Waise aap bhi apne bhai ki tarah bahut acha gaati hain. And also I want to say one more thing. Aaj aap bahut zaydaa sundar lag rahi hain"

Geet blushed a little hearing such high praise from Savitri Devi. She just bent down and took her blessings as a thank you. Savitri Devi caressed her head slightly.

Rano was little surprised as Geet didn't show respect so easily. But maybe there was aura of class that Savitri Devi has which forced even her to feel so respectful.

As Geet raised her head, she saw Vicky hiding behind Meera.

"Hello, who do we here….a young prince hiding behind his mom. Aapse toh milaya hi nahi humein kisine."

"Hi – I am Geet and you are"

"I am Vickram Singh Khurana"

Geet giggled – "Wow, bada bhaari bhrkam naam hai aapka….apke dad ne rakha"

Vicky smiled and shook his head – "Nahi bade Papa ne rakha. Lekin aap mujhe Vicky ya Vicks bula sakti ho"

Geet extended her hand and shook hand with Vicky. "Hum aapko Vicky bulaynge…nahi to logon ko lagega ki aap mere personal problem sorter ho"

Everyone looked quizzically at Geet not understanding the meaning of her words

Vicky – "Problem sorter kyon"

Geet laughed – "Why haven't you heard "Vicks ki goli lo…khich khich door karo""

Daadi ma burst out laughing at Geet's words. Rano was appalled at her daughter's behavior "Geet!!!"

"Oh come on mumma….so dear Vicky…friends"

Vicky gave a hug to Geet – "Friends"

Even Dev and Meera were surprised because though Vicky was very naughty he was also very shy and he had become comfortable with Geet very quickly

Both families talked for a little bit more before partying ways.

thanks... for beautiful part... come back soon sweety