os TWISTED LOVE STORY epi P-17 (new ss link pg 20)

hey guys
this is first time i am trying to write something..


i just wanted to write.. i hate typing but still i'm doing. i don't know why..😆😆
u must be thinking me as a mad girl..help me please...
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PART - 1------ PAGE 1
PART - 2------- PAGE 3
PART - 3--------PAGE 4
PART - 4--------PAGE 6
PART - 5--------PAGE 9
EPILOGUE- PART--1----12
EPILOGUE- PART---2---17

PART 1

I'm geet handa from hosiyarpur. I'm sitting in a room waiting for the guy who has come to see me.. i've just cleared civil services exam. And i'm told that he has also cleared it. my elder sister wanted me to go for love marriage. But i give this right to my parents who in spite of all negative forces from every corner of society let us to study and achieve something big. A world in which my school friend is mother of two kids this was really a big support from my parents who have always been our best friends rather than parents.

I'm just thinking about this love thing. Yesterday only my elder sister asked me whether i have ever felt something about any guy. This question really pissed me off. Why?? I still don't know. In the night all those flashbacks came to my mind. But was that love? No never. Rather than praising i've always cursed him.

I remember when meera di got a job in delhi, she started living in a PG. I was just to start my collage. Brij has just taken admission in 11^th class in a delhi school and he was staying at our aunt's place. It was a temporary arrangement. Maa papa cudn't shift to delhi due to daarji's health issues. Soon we all three shifted to an apartment. It was quiet costly and not so gud and safe so we decided to change but as par rent contract we have to stay for 9 months. So we decided to move out after our exams next year. I started my college a reputed one in delhi university. It was in north campus. But as i was so shy and afraid i hardly enjoyed my first year. But made some good friends. we used to pass comments on boys well not me. But i enjoyed their bickering. Shruti was so impressed with one of our seniors. He was Maan Singh Khurana. He was an arrogant snob. Definitely not of my type. Seriously he was the only one i never like to interact with. He knew his effect on girls.

I still remember farewell party both first and second years organised for our seniors. He danced with one girl of the third years in paper dance competition despite the rule that no junior will dance. But hell no Maan singh Khurana and rules . NEVER. He was quite popular and rich also.

Exams came and went as usual. We got photocopies from our Class Representative. Poor guy he used to make his notes so clearly and at the end of season his notebooks were transported to the photocopy shops.

After exams me and my siblings moved to a place near my college. It was a gud location plus near to my college. So when 2^nd year started, i also started having fun. We used to stay till 5 p.m. in college. Our college usually bear a deserted look after 3. So we used to have fun in college alone playing cricket with our notebooks as bat and paperball. Our classmates and seniors who were staying in hostel used to join us often. But as i was having fun in college it was a rough time at home. Meera di was appearing for civil services mains exams. So whole burden of household works came on me. Poor me.

That's when the change happend. I was completing the cleaning after dinner in kitchen. I just looked outside the window. Just after our apartment there was a huge bunglow and a nicely managed garden. I loved the view. But then comes the horror part. The great Mr. Arrogant Maan Singh Khurana. My goodness it was his house. i took a silent oath of never ever peaking in his garden. But very next moment i broke my oath and looked down. He was jumping quiet happy. Well it seemed to me that he has just received his new sports bike. Meera di came and broke my reverie. I scolded myself for doing that. And went to sleep.

Next day in morning i was getting late for my classes. I was waiting for bus. Suddenly i saw him on his new bike. He stopped. I suddenly felt so happy and a thought crossed my mind that may be he is going to offer me a lift to college. And next moment he started his bike a went away. I was shocked didn't know on what. On the thought that i was expecting something which i never wanted to expect or he did which he usually would have done.

The problem was that i was getting late. This made me angrier. Not getting any bus i started walking. And i was late by 15 minutes. And that verma professor asked me to get lost from lab. He even banned me from entering in the lab for next day also. This irked me badly. He just humiliated me infront of my whole class. But i still don't know that on whom i was angrier on verma or on that arrogant or on myself. I went to the ground and sat on a bench and started crying. It was really a bad start of the day. A Group of my seniors was passing by. He was also with them. Seeing me crying they came towards me i seriously didn't want to face them at that time and then i got call from megha my bestie and lab partner that verma has asked me to come inside.

I knew the reason. This verma guy was new and knew nothing especially when it comes to the practicals. I had done 4 practicals with perfection and so obviously my classmates needed me more than i needed that class.

Before any of seniors can reach i ran away.

this os will have 3-4 parts first will be geet's pov and then maan's..

its a nice one ...

Its nice. Waiting for maan's pov.

awesome os di
pls update next part

lovely start

awesome start

o my god.. i never expected such response.. thank u so much guys... thanks alot.

it has also made me little nervous.. hope u will like other part also.
will defo update soon...

Originally posted by: Brown-Eyes

awesome os di
pls update next part

it's very long time since i heard somebody calling me di as nobody gives me that much respect..😆😆😆
thanks for that and liking it.😊😊
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Part 2

Till now peaking from window in his garden became my obsession. He has a joint family because there were 2 small bache and three big bache. I mean kids and teenagers then 4 adults and 2 aged persons. They have nice bonding. I drew this conclusion from my new obsession. But i controlled it when di's exams were finished and i used to share the kitchen while working. I couldn't peak that much now otherwise she will kill me by teasing.

After someday, We got to know that our one junior Samaira who was typical high class idiot girl is after MSK. Well he truly deserved her. She was also very snobby and veeerrryyy irritating girl. But of course poor my classmates their hearts were broken when somebody told them in departmental GBM she will propose him. It was kind of tradition in our department that one senior junior couple always existed. One of our senior girl was girlfriend of her senior. The exception was our batch. No senior junior couple. We very desperately waiting for GBM and drama. But it was a big disappointment as the great MSK chose to be absent on that day. Fair enough we were waiting for any canteen drama. We had even practised some fictional scenes like how samaira will stand on table or how maan will request her to come down or make her eat a chocolate as proposal acceptance. It was ultimate fun. And then we got to know from some sources that MSK has declared in junior class that all of them are his brothers and sisters. We all laughed like hell. There was no confirmation but the conclusion of gossips was that he rejected Samaira's proposal.

I took admission in a foreign language course started in my college. I was alone from my class. The timing used to after my classes. So while returning i used to walk till the main road which was about 1 km from my college. One such day i bought a cornetto icecream. It was favourite. So i was licking its cover. I was enjoying and suddenly my eyes fell on the devil who was sitting on his sports bike. He was looking at me and smirking. I was embarrassed and angry. Embarrassed because i was licking the chocolate cover rather eating the icecream in middle of road among so many persons without caring and angry at his smirk. I just ran away.

After that many times i noticed him smiling and smirking. I just kept my cool reminding two things that one he is my senior and two he will be gone after one month.

Finally it was time for farewell. With our juniors we organised it in college itself due to financial and administration problems. We put paper dance again. Girls were less in senior class so junior girls will participate it was obvious. So every girl in all three classes were expecting a chance to dance with the so called most handsome boy Maan Singh Khurana. We started the party. After teachers' and seniors' emotional speeches and lunch first activity was paper dance. After lunch he vanished from the party. Everybody was surprised as he never left any party in middle. But then his friend told that he has just gone to attend an urgent call.

The activity started. He came after few minutes. I was replying to di's msg about party. Suddenly megha poked me. I looked at her and then around the room. Everybody was looking at me. I couldn't understand what happen. Then that devil asked everyone to relax. He came to me and said that he has chosen me as his dance partner. I was shocked beyond words. I was not that beautiful. I was not dressed for the party it was just casual shirt and jeans. I couldn't understand his motives.

We started dancing. I was not feeling comfortable as it was first time a boy has touched me and was so near to me. He was challenging that he is going to win this competition. Well it just made me angrier. I was so angry on him. This move of his was surely going to make my life hell as my female classmates were going to think me as their No. one enemy and my friends are going to tease me like hell. Well after 4 folds when he asked to put my feet on his feet it became too much to bear and I intentionally put my foot outside the paper and we were out of the competition. My luck Meera di just called me to tell that she was going for movie with her friends. And i walked out of party. When after 20-25 minutes i went back the incident was forgotten and seniors were talking about their precious memories.

After that exams came and went away and we had 2 months break. But the incident was fresh in my friends mind. Just after the college started the first thing they asked where i went for my first date. I was horrified. But when they started laughing i cooled down. After that it was fun for them and irritation for me. Third year went away. I never saw him after farewell party not even his house in nights.

Then finally i met him after 2 and half years at a book shop. I was buying books for my mains subjects. Well after college i did my post graduation from DU only but the fun days were over. My friends were gone. Some opted for MBA and some others opted for other universities. Di wanted me to go for post graduation as for her i was just a kid so i should enjoy in college rather than taking a job or preparing for civils. Di has cleared civil services and she was now an IPS officer. Brij has taken admission in an engineering college in Chandigarh. So i shifted in a hostel. After my PG i started taking coaching for civil services exams. I met him there only. He was also buying books. I was so happy to see him after so many days. Actually i was happy because i met someone who was related to my fun days my college days. I smiled at him and he reciprocated with a charming one. We started talking. I got to know that he was away for his MBA in Banglore and now he was also preparing for civils. His wanted him to join their family business but he wanted to be a civil servant just like his grandfather. We talked about our college and life after that for few minutes then i bade him bye. And before going away i just felt something and i looked back. He was staring at me with a smile. I also smiled and went away. After that day i saw his friend request on my facebook ID. I added him. But it was of no use as I hardly use Facebook. So after that there was contact between us.

Coming to present situation, i still don't know why i remember him whenever love word is mentioned. It's not that i love him. We hardly knew each other.

So with this conviction i'm sitting here waiting for the guy to meet me. They have come but i weird request was made that first the guy will meet me and then others.

There was a knock on the door and the guy came inside. I was quite nervous. It was my first marriage interview. Well i looked at the boy.

DAMN!!!!!!! WHAT THE HELL. IT'S HIM. CAN U BELIEVE IT. THE GUY IS MAAN SINGH KHURANA.

He had his famous smirk back on his face.I so hate his smirking face. He came near me, pulled me by his hand and asked no no commanded me.

"MARRY ME".

I WAS SHOCKED..

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one more thing i wanted to dedicate my this stupid os to all writers of Geet Forum as they have kept this forum alive. u guys are so talented that i can't tell. i just love GF and u all writers. thank u so much for writing beautiful stories for us..😊

Lo ji.. Aa gya hmara oops Geet ka Maan use lene.