Ibadat -MG ff -part 7/pg 50... - Page 6

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hey varsha di as usual aapka FF me MSK The HERO with money attitute he can do anything and GEET innocence

Part 2 and much awaited Intro's

Geet Handa: 18 years old. Her mother died after giving birth to her(even god needs one angle with himself..right ). She was loved and pampered by her father. But after his death, she was Living life of hell with her cousin brother and wife until...She was his.

Maan Singh Khurana: 25 yrs old. An IT engineer from University Of Cambridge London.Son of Late Vivek Singh Khurana(founder of Khurana Groups in London). MSK,Currently runs an online betting site bettingmafia.com in India,registered in UK,and hosted on US server to register it legal as betting was illegal in India . Owns more than 50% of Khurana Group's outstanding shares.

Dev Singh Khurana: MSK's Brother. Another Descendant of Khurana's .Handles Khurana groups,IT and Construction departments in UK.

( Dev is Samir Sharma )

He kicked the door of the room open and rushed outside and pointed his revolver at Bk's forehead. He was shaking with anger from head to toe.keeping his hands firm at BK while her colour changed to terrified green. She stood at her place trembling ,couldnt dare to speak a single word with the sight of the man. More than the revolver, sight of MSK scared the hell out of her.

Msk closed his eyes...in order to get his senses back to normal...but nothing was in his control...what has happened to his mannerism...he never used his revolver to scare people or kill them when his single glare was enough.But his heart transcended his brain today beyond his extremes...

A complete silence followed by msk's roar

MSK: kisne hath lagaya ise...

He pointed the barrel hard on her forehead asking his question which were not into his command.

BK was numb to utter a single word. She stood like a rock scared to even breath now..

He held it firmly keeping his fingers on trigger to shoot her when he realized this death would be so easy with what she is being doing with the innocents here and MSK would never give her an easy death after what he witnessed today. She will pay big time and when msk decided it, he mean it.He ll make sure her each day is worst than the last. He kept his revolver inside ,went into the room ,carried the unconscious girl in his arms and left the brothel after giving a deadly glare to bk's blunt form.

MSK was in deep thought with girl in his arms ...she needs to be treated immediately he thought.

Mehra choked when he saw MSK carrying a girl in his arms,He rubbed his eyes with this sight to crosscheck if it was actually what he saw. He could feel his anger and concern oozing out from his very facial expression.

Mehra: A 40 year old, experienced bookie, Cricket betting is his passion since years now .Working with MSK as his right hand in all the activities involved in bettingmafia.com .

Mehra went near him hesitatingly while aditya khan standing with him smirked looking at his Role Model with a lady in his arms that too from a brothel.

Aditya Khan: 22 years old, was born in Hyderabad .A youth, a dreamer ,Seeking luxurious life and can go to an extent to attain it.

Msk carefully rested the girl on front seat ...

MSK: Mehra ...U r coming with him tomorrow at my apartment.

Mehra being all confused and lost just nodded in affirmative...

Aditya: sir bus ek he tamanna thi ki ek din aap mujhe khud lene aaye... aaj wo poori ho gayi..

MSK was not interested in his speech of gratitude. He left aditya with Mehra and drove towards his bandra apartment. Since the day his family left him behind,all alone ... he was staying in apartment at bandra . He preffered living quite low profile life in India.

On the way he called the doctor knowing it will be a long ride from Grant road to Bandra,But thankfully it was quite late in the night to meet crazy traffic on roads and luckily he reached in 30 mins .

She kept muttering the single word "baba" ...all the way...He gave the keys to doctor and she followed him towards his apartment...He placed her in one of the room of his 3bhk apartment .

Doctor immediately checked while msk left the room ...he was pacing outside restlessly...why he is doing all this...why he is so concerned abt this girl ... His every nerve was roaring his destructive emotion towards this world. Why he was dying everytime he was looking her in this condition.

Dr: Mr khurana, she is veary weak...kuch internal injuries bhi hai...but nothing much to worry...

Dr: inka naam kya hai?

Msk was dumbfounded...its not that anybody could question his intentions...but he dare not, let people know where he brought her from..

flash back

Anwesha Khurana: Msk's sister who died in a mishap.

Annie: bhai aap jaise ladki ke baarey mey sapne dekhtey hai na...waise ladki milna namumkin hai...

maan: haan mushkil to hai magar namumkin nahi...kyunki mai use mehsoos kar sakta hu...aur meri meeshti kahi na kahi mera intezaar kar rahi hai...bus ab ye dekhna hai ki kab wo mere paas aati hai...

Annie: uff...bhai...jab dekho tab meeshti meeshti meeshti...pata nahi kaha chupi bethi hai aapki meeshti...

Flash back ends

Msk: meeshti...

only one name he could think off was meeshti...he could still hear annie teasing him..

Dr:Here's the prescription ...she really needs to sleep .Maine sedatives aur vitamins inject kiye hai. Agar kal subah tak inhe hosh nahi aata hai to she will be kept under observation.

MSK: Thanku Doctor...

He arranged the medicines with few calls...He enterd his mini gym in the apartment,where he works out daily and practise tai chi...he practised vigourous tai chi using his sword tiring his muscles ...how can a someone is affecting him so deeply when he himself declared that he is soul less, lifeless being,hardly any emotion ,any feel any touch can effect him...why i am doing all this for her...

maan (Self thought): crappp...mai use apne ghar le aaya hu...maine ussey meeshti kaha...ye naam...ye naam... maine us din k baad kabhi nahi liya..phirr kyu ...aaj kyu...ye kya ho raha hai mere sath...

He roared in anger: NO...their is nothing who can melt this stone heart...not even his meeshti...she doesnt exist...annie was right...she doesnt exist for me anymore...

how much he tried to convince himself...he couldnt stop thinking abt her...every harsh movement his body turned to...only flashed her deep, questioning, helpless eyes in front of him...his body and mind were not in harmony...

He collapsed losing his self today...He threw the sword...moving his hairs behind...he left the gym... took bath and straight away went inside her room...

She was lying their lifeless after the sedatives.His hands moved towards her on its own accord ,he caressed her forehead ...moving his fingers on her closed eyes ...knelt to sit on floor with his head on a bed besides her holding her cold hands in his warmth , he couldnt find the reason for everything going around. He held her hands tightly everytime he thinks abt ppl coming in brothel to devour her ...Even almighty himself is not worthy to have her then how can his creatures can posses something this precious, priceless...something beyond . He couldnt sleep entire night..he was full of rage ,just waiting for her single movement to bring life into him.

It was 6 in the morning when the door bell rings...he moved away from her to open the door..

Chota Chetan: A worker who provides people with their basic needs giving door to door service in society ...full of life and a very kind human being.

Chota chetan(cc): gudmorning Sir ji...ye aapka tetra pack milk...wo sheela mujhse bol ke gayi hai ki wo aaj zara daer se aayegi...mai coffee bana du aapke liye...

Msk: hmm...

Cc: kya hua sirji ...aapki aankhe kyu laal ho rahi hai...nend nahi aayi lagta hai aapko aaj...

he laughed in his typical childish way...

Msk opened his drawer for a cigratte avoiding his blabbering

Cc: arey sirji subah subah varjish(exercise) ki jagah aaj aap cigra...

he tied his toungue when msk glared him following him in the kitchen when he couldnt find the lighter at the place...

While moving towards the kitchen cc's eyes popped out looking at the lady sleeping on a bed in one of the room...his feets halted for a while when msk almost bumped into him...

Cc giving a big smile: badhai ho sir ji...ab samajh gaya aapki aankhen lal kyu hai...

cc stuck his toungue out and closed his eyes to get a straight punch on his face for blurting this.

Msk was already inside the kitchen ...cc ran inside to lit the stove and then his cigaratte.

Blowing the smoke...he felt so light headed He thought nothing could be better than this ...if not him atleast his body responded faithfully to the smokegiving him the much needed relaxation...

Next: will update tonight...pls like and comment...and thankuuu so much for reading this...

Part 3

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