MG- SS-The Mist-Thread 11- UPDATED Pt 91/Pg 108/ 18th Jan. ........ - Page 53

Originally posted by: goldenmoon

pain zyada nahi hua hai na???aur fever kaisa hai abhi

Originally posted by: LILY111144

hi priya ,,,,😊

hw r u doing...??aaj aogii,,??

Originally posted by: goldenmoon

pain zyada nahi hua hai na???aur fever kaisa hai abhi

Originally posted by: priya111111

fever kam huwa par TT injection diya dr ne uska pain aur leg ka pain hai

Originally posted by: sona-rai

jhappiisss yaro:)

but Hello Hi Bye Bye:)

ghar main guests hain:(

Originally posted by: sona-rai

priya wat happened?

sab theek hai na?

Originally posted by: sona-rai

jhappiisss yaro:)

but Hello Hi Bye Bye:)

ghar main guests hain:(

For banner credit goes to my dear Lakshmi....🤗

We need a little tears to clear the Mist in our eyes,

a little assurance to clear the Doubts in our head,

a little hug to nurse our Aching hearts,

and a little rest to carry on Moving forward.

Glimpse ...

Nothing is there to trust, nothing is there to love , a broken base of relation and a misty way to go.

Their heart full of pain , their mind full of hate , an uncertain relation and a long way to go.

Note... This is a fiction. If someone feel that it reflect any other writer's work , then plzz pm me . I'll try my best to keep it un affected ... This is all imaginary not reality so enjoy it . Plz avoid if u find any mistake.

Maan: Geet what do u want 1^st shopping or want to go to see d city?

Geet: Maan i want to see The Grand Mosque , it's d most beautiful mosque in d world.

Maan smiled and nodded in yes .. OK, get ready.

Maan informed at d reception counter to arrange a cab for sight scene * they came out and sat in d car * d driver was a South Indian and he wished them in hindi ... Namaskar , Dubai mei aapka swagat hei Sir.

Geet : tum Indian ho ?

Driver : yes Ma'am , i'm from Kerala.

Geet: good fir to hume kaafi help ho jayegi .

Driver : Grand mosque dekhne ja rahe hei to be careful ,,, wahan aapko kaftan aur Hizaab pahanna padega , sir ke liye prob nahi lekin aapko full cover hona mangta , wo aapko milega wahin enterance per.

Geet: OK, thanks , yahan kaafi strict rules hei.

Driver : ji ma'am, and No PDA ( public display affection ).

Maan and Geet looked at each other and smile .

Driver : at night u can enjoy d cruse sailing in sea .

Geet: Ok , thanks.

They reached at d Mosque * Geet and Maan were amazed to see that beautiful structure of art.

They visited d Mosque and that took their 3-4 hrs * after that Driver took them some nearby sites and dropped them back at hotel * he gave them some good cruses names . man asked Geet if she wanted to go on cruse and she willingly agreed * Maan came at d reception counter and told them to arrange their seats in d best cruse and informed them. Both came back in d room and Maan informed Geet that he had a meeting in d morning with d owner and some of famous businessmen of Dubai .

Geet: meeting , aur mai yahan bore houngi .

Maan : nahi , bore nahi hone dunga , apna iPad lena aur apne IF ke maje lena , raat mei net nahi kholne dunga ,,clear.

Geet: OK , fine.

Maan got their booking in a cruse for d eve and he told Geet to get ready .

Maan gave her a naughty smile and said: so ,isse mei apni 1^st dinner date samjhu Geet ?

Geet bit her lower lip and blushed * he came back to her very close that and encircled his arms around her waist * he nuzzled in her nape * she shuddered and her breath struck in her throat * she felt a pit in her tummy and her knees turned jelly * Maan too was lost in her and to quench d thrust of his dry lips he placed them on curve of her neck and gave a wet kiss * she gasp , turned and hugged him tightly * her breaths were uneven and he could feel d soft fleshy pressure of her mounts on his chest .. Geet , he groaned * he held her tightly and showered wet kisses on her shoulder, neck, jaw line and earlobe ... Maan ,,, hmmm . .. Maan ,,, jaan,,, mai gir jaungi .

Maan chuckled and kissed on her cheek : maine pakda hei na , nahi girne dunga , kya hua ?

Geet: kuch - kuch hota hei tummy mei .

Maan: mujhe bhi , its love .

Geet lifted her face and looked at him dazed ... Love ???

Maan: hmmm.

His phone buzzed and broke their lovey dovey moments * he looked d screen showing Dadima's name * he whispered Geet to go and change and replied d call * he came in balcony and talked to Dadima and then YSK

Geet got ready and came to him * he was mesmerised seeing her * she was in a saree and sleeveless blouse , open hair , minimal make up , very simple and elegant * she felt shy and lowered her head unable to bear his intense gaze . He compose himself and came close to her ...Prefect , chalen.

The Cruse was d best and was awed seeing that * d whole ship was decorated with lights and flowers coz of New Year * she held Maan's arm in excitement .. Maan it's beautiful .

Maan: u like it?

Geet: i love it.

He smiled and they entered in d ship through a jetty * their table was booked and d attendant took them there * Maan ordered juice for Geet and a beer for him * It was a big hall and there was a big stage for live music and dances * in an hr d hall was full of couples and visitors. Maan ordered dinner all Geet's choice .

Geet: Maan ordered something for ur choice also.

Maan: Geet , wo mujhe bhi pasand hei , relax.

Their dinner served and both were enjoying that with lil talk and watching dance and music * after few min d group changed and d new group came to performed there and started their dance * a girl was dancing with some boys and girls .

Maan's hands stopped at his place and his eyes were fixed at d stage * Geet noticed his reaction and followed his gaze , first she didn't recognised but after few sec she too got a shock * her expressions also changed at once * there was she ... Sam dancing on stage on peppy hindi song and smiling at people ( some Shekhs ) * Geet looked at Maan and placed her hand on his arm .. Maan.

Maan looked at her * his eyes were red and jaws were tightly clinched * he was boiling in anger * she shuddered seeing him like that * pressing her hand on his she whispered in cracky voice .. Maan ,,, please . He closed his eyes and left a deep sigh to control his anger * Geet was caressing his hand looking at him painfully * for Geet it was also unbearable * she gave him a glass of water and he gulp that without giving her a look * after few min he felt relaxed and placed his hand on Geet to assure her that he is fine now * both gave an understanding look to each other * Geet nodded in a NO and he blinked at her positively .

The danced was ended and d dancers changed for next item * Sam couldn't see Maan and Geet bcoz their table was near d glass railing lil away from stage * Maan excused him for washroom and went out from d hall * when he came out in corridor he caught an attendant , gave him a tip and sent a msg in green room * he waited in lone part lil away from there * he was looking out in d sea through d glass placing his both hands in d picket * his face was tough and eyes were blank .

She came there dressed in a diff outfit for d dance ,, a colourful lahanga with a deep cut choli ( no dupatta) and very dark make up ... Yes sir , is that u who called me here ?

Maan turned : yes it's me , Hi ,,, nice to see u here ,, very good place for u .

Sam was stunned to see him there right in front of her * she was looking at him with wide eyes and opened mouth * d beads of sweat appeared on her forehead * she froze at her place .

Maan: so miss u got what u deserve . He gave her a sarcastic smile twisting his lips .

She was numb and looking at him motionless * whole past rewind in her mind * how she ran away from d marriage and emptied his account and fetched lots of money then her twisted journey to Dubai * meeting with Rahul * who first made her to dance in his dance troop * there he was enjoying with her making her fool to introduce her in a movie but that was a blunt lie * after 2 months they had a fight and he threaten her to left * she didn't know anybody there and decided to keep quiet * as her habit she trap a rich Shekh and spent some time with him and snatched some money* he brought her in his private home * from there she saw d real world * Rahul's dance troop left for another city and he didn't bother to contact her * she lived in that Shakhs luxurious house for few days but got bore * he was using her and paying her but she was not allowed to go out * after few days she left that place but she didn't have any place to stay * went to that place where she lived with Rahul and his troop but they had left * she tried to contact Rahul but he refused to talk * she lived there for few days and soon she was in lack of money * now she had only one option to request Rahul and live on his terms coz she didn't have much money and any hope in India to survive . After that she was dancing in his troop and staying with him . They performed in big hotels and cruses in Dubai and other cities of middle east.

Maan's words broke her chain of thoughts .

Maan: d people like u deserve only bins , ( He smiled) i'm very happy and thankful to u that u ran away at d very right time and we were saved . Thank You so much , u got ur beautiful life and i got my happiness * one more thing don't think to look at my city bcoz if i saw u there , u would be behind d bar for stealing my card and fetching money and many more accessions which police would make against u * u r safe from Maan Singh Khurana's wroth if u r here * enjoy d life of a s**t , u deserve this .

Precap" some beautiful Maaneet moments ...

Part - 91