Maneet FF: Lost, Part 4, pg 32 on July 28 - Page 8

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Me Babbie .. 🤗 ...n urs...??

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Mein sach kehrhi hoon mein masoom bach never lies huh

Originally posted by: KaSh-Maneet-Fan

Hiii...congrats on da new story...Awesome intro...Loved it...Can't wait 4 more...Con soon...Thanks 4 da pm

Originally posted by: Cherishh

thank you

Originally posted by: Cherishh

yes dear...thanks for making it at such a short notice

Thank u so much guys,
i am so glad u both liked the banner 😊😃

(thanks jyothi for the banner)

PART 1

Maan

I, Maan, am here to let u know a part of me…hope you will be there through this phase of my life where I want to share my thoughts, relations and changes they undergo.

A very pleasant winter morning with a very warm weather, birds chirping around, where everyone wish to snuggle close into their beds for that "5 more minutes please" sleep, just not willing to get up from their cozy beds, except me Maan…Maan Singh Khurana…for whom the weather, nature or say anything for that matter does not hold any significance, except trying to do my chores with no emotions yet shedding all the burden in this period of the day where I do not need to pretend, where I do not need to suppress my agony and where I can unleash my anger on myself rather than turning into a cold and stone hearted through tai-chi, my constant companion, which allows me to not pretend.

I, a very successful person as all say, who people think has everything in this world on his fingertips, a career, richness, power, attitude, respect, name, fame and what not, but does this all fulfill a person's heart…does this make you a perfect and a lucky human being I wonder.

At the same time, I could not forget the bitter truth that this is what all one needs to do whatever they want to, to a great extent, but again it means nothing.

This is what I always do…trying to accept and digest my life's biggest truth that this is what life needs to live in this society, but again fighting with it that it is not true and end up wondering can I ever win this battle where I can openly accept, appreciate, differentiate, fight and stand up for the rationale things which my heart believes and mind accepts

They say I am arrogant, rude, strict…but did anyone wonder why I am so

With all these thoughts he completes his 2-hour exercise breaking ice, planks, kicking and boxing making him look breathtaking and the Greek God for one single glimpse of which girls would do everything.

After it, he takes shower and comes down from his room all ready to have breakfast with all after his formal good morning wish.

My family, it is always a chaos when one will be with them, but around me it is as if no one exists…do I miss all those chatters, banters, teasing…well I really don't know

I am looking after my family business, Khurana Constructions, along with my Dad, Yash Singh Khurana, who along with my grandparents and mom say that I play a major role in its glory

I have a 24-year-old younger brother, Rishab, who joined our office recently and a 21-year-old sister, Riya, doing interior designing.

(Guys I do not know whats the correct age to complete these courses, so I am taking liberty here)

Rishab is a very naughty person of all of us… carefree, fun loving, down to earth, caring sweetheart (that is what everyone call him), handsome hunk (yup me Maan saying that) but at the same time very responsible and dedicated to his work and a strict boss when comes to wrk.

The same is the case with my little sister, Riya. She loves playing pranks on everyone knowing her ultimate savior, Rishab, would not allow anyone to say a word against her. She is a chatter box. I always wondered how can she talk so much and again how she controls in my presence

Yeah you got me right they don't speak a word in front of me, not even any eye contact with anyone around…same is the case with my grandma, Savitri Devi Khurana, and mom, Mamta Khurana.

But my grandma does not leave a chance to pull a stupid fight with me which ends with her smirking and my glaring.

My mom and I have a very different relationship, which is anger and hatred from my side and love and care from her side.

My Grandfather, Ranjveer Singh Khurana, and dad, Yash Singh Khurana

Well what can I say about them…they are my role models. Whatever I am today is because of them, but I hardly speak to my father, if I do its mostly business.

Grandpa and Me are on a very different level of relationship

I respect him a lot as I do with all my relationships. He is the pillar of our family. If I am comfortable to share a tiny bit of my personal self is with him, though it holds restrictions in my own way…he was the one who guided me throughout my hard work and success

And there are a few more people u need to know, but I will tell about them later as I have to go to work where my turmoil halts for some time as I try to indulge myself into as much work as I could in order to avoid my wayward thoughts.

Finally, I updated the first update of my SS. Hope u all like it.

nice dear😊

omg, , first part u have updated...
going to read it anu...
will be back...
will try to give u comment like u used to do on my thread...
if i fail then pls pardon...okies...

Originally posted by: jyothikrish

Thank u so much guys,
i am so glad u both liked the banner 😊😃

hey jyothi...
loved it...
how r u?