It'tefaaqiana Ishq_MG SS_Completed - Page 10

Next morning Maan knew he have belofy a lot of papars to manvofy his angry Dadi maa...

He prepared a sweet sweet longgg script during his morning exercise

he stands in front of mirror knotting his tie properly and sighed remembering the whole bhashan again

awesome...simply awesome'
Maan Singh Khurana who never gives another word to his clients even have to do all these cheeky stuff to make it up with his dadi maa
very good Maan...keep it up

irritate wo kare...and mnaaye tu...just perfect na...
He shook his head and got ready heading downstairs all prepared for his next step

he directly made his way towards the kitchen knowing where and what dadi might be doing

and here was his sweet naughty dadi pouting complaining to her dead children in heaven sobbing cutely knowing her cute devil is standing on door listening

dekha tumm dono ka wo nalayak beta...kaise mujhe tang karta hai
ek...bass ek cheez maangi uss se and wo hain ke wo bhi nahi de sakte
maine kuch galat kia kya...
She said looking up not making it obvious she knew his presence
humne to bass unse ek bahu maangi hai...marne se pehle unki shakal bhi dekh lete

and now that was what Maan can't listen out her mouth he instantly came and hugged her tight from back...
Dadi maa dare you say it again...agar aisa hi hai than I won't marry ever...he made a baby face and pouted

to or kyaa chahie aapko...bahane pe bahane bnaate jaate hai harr baar...
Aap to khud shadi nahi karna chahte hai na
to bahane bnaa rahe hai...Dadi maa made a vain attempt to come out of his grip but he wasnt willing to

he snuggled close to her hugging her more tightly from back

dadi you know I don't deny you for anything but i want someone special to come in my life...
I want to marry the one whom i love...
Aapki yeh arranged marriages not my stuff...
I wanna have love marriage and wo bhi jo ladki mujhe pasand ho uss se...
And now back to topic...sabse important
you know KI India ka top industry hai and abhi that need my attention mereko attention divert nahi karna na...Maan again said the same ram katha to convince her like always

aap wahi kijiye jo aapka mann kare...humara kya hai
jab aapko aapki wo perfect girl mill jaaye btaa dena...dadi maa was in no mood today

sorry na...kitna gussa hote ho
chalo ab aap hi btaa do aapko mnaane ke lie kya karna hoga...Maan made a cute baby face

Mumbai jaana hoga...for 1 week

now that was a bomb for poor Maan
What...why...When
Please dadi meetings...Maan tries but just to be cut off by dadi maa

amy ki shadi hai...

uss idiot ki shadi hai..mereko pata bhi nahi
and uski shadi ke lie mereko 1 week ki chuti loon never

Aapko apni nahi to atleast

uske shadi ki to chinta hogi na
aapki Maasi aapko yaad kar rahe the
And Amy bhi

but dadi...

No maan...dadi maa said sneakily with a smirk and patted his cheeks
you want wo make it up with me

baby maan just nodded cutely

then you going tomorrow..

And here comes the another bomb in a single day

go get ready...packing bhi to karni hai...dadi maa continues

what no...dadi this is just not possible

Ohkiz then fine let it be I'll go all alone
waise bhi humara bete bahu ke baad humari kise chinta...
Hume jeeye yaa mare..
Here she starts again with another melodramatic antic of her's
just to get an angry glare from Maan...as if she care and continues

till evening Maan was soo pissed of his whole Sunday was ruined just to pacify his old baby dadi maa

dekha bacho tumhaare jaane ke baad to humse koi pyaar hi nahi karta

dadi stop making fool of mine
fine I'll go
but now...If a word...A single word more
mujhse bura iss duniya main koi nahi...maan warned all frustrated since morning

aapse bura to waise bhi koi or nahi...dadi maa pouted

maan rolled his eyes and made his towards his room

kaha jaa rahe hai beta...packing ke lie...dadi maa teased

dadi maa I know mujhe jana hai and I'll do it you just stop all this now...Maan walked off frustrated

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next day, new morning, new place
yess Mumbai

and here come are hot, sizzling, smashing Maan Singh Khurana from Arrivals

clad in black with black ray bans on blackberry in hand mails, messages, phone calls

girls already floored with this killing attitude and oozing personality
already ready to kill anyone for a single glimpse
but would Mr. MSK be generous enough to spare a single glance
naahh...he has his own class guyz

so here I am...
Good Maan...dadi maa ne ache fasya...
Chal ab dekh tera wo idiot bhai lene aaya hai ke nahi...Maan thought and made his way towards the parking lot
looking here and there

and suddenly two strong hands engulf him tightly in a bone crushing hug

oooyyyeee...mote chod mereko...ab tu wo patla sa amy nahi...itna halka bhi nahi ke mujhpe jump kare

waise bhi bada ho gaya hai
aas paas log kyaa sochenge...Maan said in a chocking voice

yahi ke bhaichara dikha rahe hai kumbh ke mele main bichde do bhai

ooo mere bhai, mere chaddi baddi...at last tu aa hi gaya
hashhh mujhe to laga meri shadi ke baad aayega...Amy made a grumpy face in hug

and then something strikes his mind and he broke the hug...

And oye Mr. MSK see am not at all patle chui mui types any more...
Mere body shody tujhe to ache hai...amy answered proudly showing his bulging biceps

yaa right
ab sara time yahi airport parking main nikalega yaa fir ghar chale
Am hell tired now samjha
fir bhabi se bhi to milna hai mujhe
teri sab secretes bhi to reveal karne hai...Maan pocked

oyee...kuch bola to mujhse bura koi nahi
teri bhi shadi hogi...yaad rakh...Amy warned
wo baat alag tu pata nahi kis pari ka wait kar raha hai
mujhe to meri pari mill gayi
and usko bhadkaane ka sochna bhi matt samjha...nahi to...