nice part...
Geet is gonna regret later...
so she has completely misunderstood Maan...
cont soon dear...
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Originally posted by: sdlife19
Right the silence before storm and this will destroy geet to such an extent tat she will not even have a chance to know wat happening in her life..
she feels tat she got her job back but she failed to even think tat he is maan and he will do everything now to destroy her
Originally posted by: kawaii_geet
ohh thnxx a ton for the update
i loved it
so the game begins!!!
she enraged him... and he remained calm..lull before a storm and indeed the storm has arrived within no time!!
she wouldn't even get time to think what he'd do to her next
somewhr am scared of the game that she is playing...
can't wait for the next updt!!
Originally posted by: 4ever4love
Just when Geet thought she had it all - it's gone again. Well at least she had a few minutes to gloat in front of Aman.
So the smelly thing was a dead body ... hmm another mystery.I kept expecting Maan to make a grand entrance - maybe next chapter??The precap. I think her mom is burning the certificates. nasty woman!
thanks sam i love the banner😳
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PART 20:
read at ur own risk dont be mad at me with the content!!!
Rabita saw Geet coming back home from the orphanage ... She seemed so happy, why wouldn't she?? She could go overseas, enjoy with Maan ... what about her family? Don't they need to enjoy too?? Don't they need to relish?? The new dress which Geet wore literally burned her insides. She harshly held Geet's hand and slapped her ... Why did you burn the money?? Who gave you the right?? Yeh kaafi nahi tha ki tu London chali gayi masti karne
Ammi yeh aap kaisi baatein kar rahi hai?? How could you take such big amount from Maan at the first place?? I didn't go to enjoy, kaam tha ... she rubbed her arm drawing it back from her mother's grip which was hurting her.
How could I take the amount?? How could you go with that man that far?? Kaam ka bahaana mat bana I know why had to chose to go with him ... when he could throw three crores on you like its nothing then he can do anything ... go to any extent for you ... Tu ghoomegi, tu masti karegi, what about your family??
And you want to enjoy selling me off?? Yehi chahti ho ammi aap?? Though it was a retort, those words of her mother hit her so deep ... she stepped back feeling disgusted with the way she was claiming for the money. She had never hoped to get love from her mother but this was something she had least expected ... something she could never ever imagine. Suddenly she felt like a numb mass with only flesh and blood ... she hated her mere existence.
Going to the orphanage she had seen children craving for their mother and here she is no different from them ... She had relations for namesake ... How foolish is it to expect others to love you when your own mother hates you. To add to her misery she was demanding for the money she had got by selling her property. No!! there can't be love, it's a joke ... it's a foolish feeling which every person in this world lives with. She stood speechless when her mother further questioned ... Tujhe maine paida kiya aur tune kya diya mujhe?? Meri shohar ko dur kar diya mujhse, aur teri wajah se iss ghar mein khushiyan nahi hai ... tu shraap hai
She looked at her mother helplessly controlling herself from breaking down ... how mean can a person go?? She gulped her saliva trying to kill that dry feel in the throat which began to chug like it is all ready to be compressed. She held her throat with her palm trying to breath, holding that cough, but still managed to say ... Janwar bhi bache paida karti hai ammi, aapne aisa kya bada kar diya mere liye?? Bas yehi tha ki mujhe maar nahi diya aapne ... and if that money of yours was hidden from me then even I would have given birth to an animal ... An animal like Maan, wada karti hoon aapse ... ill give you all the amount to you which I had burnt ... She held her mother's hands in hers and said, Agar khud ko bechke bhi deni hai toh dedongi ... those damn three crores of yours, aapne hi toh diya hai na mujhe ... this body which that animal has lusted?? Aapne hi toh diya hai na mujhe ... this beauty which he wanted to feast??
She ran into her room like a zombie, every inch of her body felt dejected ... she was getting used to a feeling that she cant fine love. And here her own mother has proved it right, even she was acting like she cared ... She was too trying to use her just because someone was lusting her.
Abbu aapne mujhe chod diya ... everyone says I had killed you taking a life, sab kehte hai ki ... aapne marke mujhe zindagi diya ... kyun diya aisi zindagi jab yaha koi mujhse pyar nahi karta?? Mujhe aapke paas aana hai, I wanna die ... She looked around for something desperately. She went into the kitchen to find the knife, she didn't needed those veins and that blood to live ... She didn't needed that flesh to show she was a human to be used.
But then a can of kerosene will help rather than that knife isn't it?? Geet emptied that can on herself, she didn't fine a match box anywhere. She had to kill herself in a way that her dead body would never be used ... Atleast her body will rest in peace if not her soul. She felt frustrated when she understood that there were no matches. Sinking onto the floor Geet cried for a long time until those tears dried up, until they refused to spill, and to her utter dismay her mother didn't care to come knowing what plight she was upto.
Probably after sometime sense knocked into her ... she sat thinking about the way her mother demanded her for the money for which she can't die. Why should she die at the first place?? She was at fault that she believed and waited for the love of mother who had always ignored her. Geet came to her room when she heard her phone ringing ... wiping her tears she attended the call.
Ma'am ... we need your telephonic interview for the post that you have applied for ... we are calling from Dubai, she answered carefully gathering herself.
Geet's heart rejoiced when the call ended, she will give the amount to her mother ... That's the first thing that struck her.
You cost three crores to be given birth and brought up Geet, shaayad hi duniya mein kisine inti mehengi janam liya ho ... She smirked leaving to freshen up.
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Khaana lagi hai Nisha aaja ... Rabita called her daughter for dinner, while Geet got dressed up to have her food outside. She wrapped the muffler around her head and was about to leave when she saw her father coming from work. Time was around nine in the night, she wondered why he was so late, wearing her flats she asked ... Abbu aap itni der se aaye? Aap Maan ke yahi kaam kar rahe ho??
Haan ... Aaj kaam jyada tha, lekin tu itni raat ko kaha jaa rahi hai?? She stood stunned listening to her father, coz of all the words she was stuck in that HAAN!! How come her father still working in a place where the probably the boss is in jail. But then Maan is just the director of a government laboratory, if not him ... someone else can take his place.
Brushing her thoughts she smiled at her Abbu ... Thoda kaam hai, aajaongi ... Aap so jaana saying she left not willing to face the questions of her father.
She saw the mail in which the company has asked her to join for ... still a week to go, they had asked her for the original certificates too.
Yaa allah main toh Maan ke office mein bhool gayi, interview ke time maine waha diya tha ... She held her mouth in disappointment ... Iska matlab mujhe waha jaana hoga?? Shit, she rolled her eyes irritated to step into a place which was now a hell.
Bas ek last baar, phir tu sabse dur chali jayegi ... jaa Geet, she mentally told herself as she entered the office ... Janwar's office.
She stepped inside to see people busy with works running here and there ... Geet tu sahi office mein hi toh aayi hai na?? She couldn't stop herself from pinching her wrist to make sure she has come to the right place.
Precap: same!!
NOTE:
Another part ill give tomorrow ... sorry for being late I am little held up with my project work, and about the rest of my works who are asking me for updates ... have patience ill do it for sure, I am in a spree to finish janwar ... which is now ff like I said it earlier. If I go late with updates ill post back to back parts all at once to make sure I compensate. I know this story is ridiculous for some people, they still read to just make me feel like I am s*** ... thanks to them!! Send pms to moderator, or complain against me ... do whatever you want to, ill still go on coz I know many here take me like I am a DDian... so its pretty obvious to play games with me ... I have around 400 readers or more than that I guess but they don't hit like just because I am GurTian!! And trust me it wouldn't have hurt me if I really had less readers ... all of a sudden the likes go down when I fight with GCians ... this proves the grudge they hold on me!! And I care a damn now, they day I go mad is the day I stop writing!! So pray that I go mad if you truly hate me to that level.
Coming to Maan's character ... I always said this ... the day ill have to show Maan as a womanizer or a Casanova is the day ill end writing!! For me he is form of god ... like Geet says babaji, ya he is babaji for me ... and many here say I am ruining his character ... for godsake stop blaming me, especially silent readers who send pms with their profanes. Those people who question me and tell me that I am ruining Geet's character with that tag of her being muslim ... what offensive things did I write on her?? Why do you open your mouths to blame me?? You don't comment but when you feel my writings are getting offensive you just go and report. Great idea ... if that is the case I can write in my blog too ... The only reason for me to hold onto Geet Forum is Activity!! I don't want it to be closed ... and about those people who don't want to like atleast do it ... I wont ask for likes or comments coz I know I will not get them ... it's a lost dream for me ... and that's the reason I had stopped taking pain of pming
In short I was saying ... I don't care!!
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