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10 years of Phantom
Abhira : The self-respect queen
She sat down beside the pond, breathing in the sweetness of the fresh air that surrounded her. The Khurana Mansions with it's beautifully landscaped gardens tempted you with visions for future... a stroll in the garden hand in hand with her husband or cuddling up to him with her head on his shoulder for a sneaky kiss, running after your little imp, sharing her joy at seeing the flowers and the butterflies... she shook her head, amused at the fanciful thoughts...probably the impact of her best friend's wedding which was to happen right here in this mansion because the groom was from Khurana family.. Still it was kind of fun, she mused playing with the water, to dream ahead. Even if the venue of her life would be different, the activities she planned would be the same.
An insistent buzz brought her out of her reverie. She scrambled up with a squeak and staggered back trying her best to avoid the big black bee that hovered.
"Shoo..." she warned "Don't come near me.. shoo!" But the bee refused to listen and advancing it backed her into the rose bush covering the side of the pergola. She tried to move sideways but her clothes were already caught in the thorny bush. Trapped she quickly dragged her dupatta over her face.
"Anywhere but my face you monster!!" she cried, "Babaji Bachao!' She shut her eyes tightly, expecting the sting.
With a sudden whoosh the buzz stopped.
"You okay?" asked a concerned voice and she opened her eyes slightly and thru the narrow slit saw her rescuer leaning down to peer into her face.
Maan Singh Khurana her mind registered... well is it any wonder that her Daarji's love was unrequited if this guy was a replica of his grandfather, as Savithri devi claimed. What a glorious specimen of the male species!!
"You okay?" Maan repeated, not able to make out from her face which was still covered with the duppatta.
"Yes, thank you" her voice still croaky from the scare.
She tried to move forward and felt her hair being pulled, caught in the thorns.
"Ouch!" she muttered tears misting her eyes.
"What is wrong?"
"My hair, It's caught." she answered, making another attempt to move, but with the same result. "Ouch !" she whimpered.
"Let me see." Maan stepped forward to help. His arms circled her in their quest to reach behind her to untangle her from the thorns. It was almost like he was hugging her. Though she had many friends of the opposite gender, this was the first time she was being so close to a guy. She stood very still, like a statue not daring to move a muscle lest it betrayed the impact his proximity had on her. But she couldn't control the quiver when his arm brushed down her hair. Then he leaned in to free her dress. The movement brought his face closer to hers, as he needed to look down. She could smell the musky fragrance of the soap on his skin, feel his breath on her nape. Goosebumps erupted on her arms. She drew in a quick panicky breath as the sensations she had never experienced before made her feel heated up. Or was it his body heat that permeated through the clothes that made her feel so hot and languorous. She could feel her heart thudding away in her chest, so close to his. She wanted to move away to break free yet didn't trust herself to do so without drawing attention to the reason for her agitation and thus make a fool of herself while he seemed so unaware of her nearness.
Maan had been spending some quiet moments away from the guests who had started to fill his home for his cousin's marriage when he heard the movement in the garden. Piqued by the intrusion, he had kept quiet hoping the intruder wouldn't notice him. Then he heard the buzz and the squeak. He was so amused by the way she tried to shoo away the bee and hurried to help the damsel in distress.
He noticed her stillness and attributing it to her fear of being pricked again. He felt her tremble as he brushed back her hair and a part of his mind registered the silky softness of them. Poor girl, she must have had such a scare he thought as he hurried to free her clothes. Since he wanted to do it properly without tearing her dress leaned over her shoulders to get a clearer view. The changed rhythm of her breathing drew his attention to how close they stood. Distracted his hands slipped to touch her bare back and she flinched away tearing her kurta free. Her movement brought her upper body flush against the walls of his chest and with a gasp she stumbled back. He pulled her forward before she got attacked by the thorns again.
"Careful now." His voice sounded strange even to his own ears.
"Let me go." She asked in a breathless whisper
"Look at me," he urged. As if unable to resist his command her long lashes lifted up to meet his eyes. Her face was still covered by her dupatta. Even with the veil of the duppatta, the impact of the eye contact made him draw in a breath. May be she read the reflection of the awareness that perplexed her in his eyes too , because her lashes fluttered down breaking the contact. She made a desperate attempt to flee and he blocked her escape stepping into her path.
It brought her eyes back to his, "let me go.." she almost pleaded.
"In a moment," he promised. The yen to see her face gripped him and he raised his hands with the intention of lifting her duppatta clear.
"Chachu.." Abhi's voice called out and she used that momentary distraction to run.
"Hey!" he called out in frustration.
She stopped a few steps away and turned, "Thank you Mr. Khurana."
"So you know me," he saw her nod "then tell me your name," he demanded.
Her face lifted in challenge, "Why don't you find out by yourself?" He could sense the smile in her voice.
"At least give me a clue."
"Clue?" she thought for a moment "I'll be wearing red for tonight's ceremony.
She stood looking at him and wondered if she should dare. But then she had called him by his name when she used to follow him and his boys gang years ago when she was no more than a child.
"Bye... Maan."
She saw his eyes narrow in speculation at the familiarity of her address. Seeing the little boy approaching, she turned to run towards the house.
"Chachu.. who is that?" Abhijith asked seeing his chachu looking towards the person who ran away.
"Thi ek Apsara."
"Apsara? Who is that?" he asked taking Maan's hand.
"Apsara is ... is someone like a Pari."
" But Pari always wears white... but this one was wearing blue." Abhi was confused.
"Ummm, yes. But Pari is for kids. When you grow up you, you have Apsara. Like you have a small toy car you can ride while papa and chachu have big cars."
Abhi pondered over it for this was the first time he heard about a Pari for big people, maybe he could ask his mom.
"Abhi listen to me.. this is our secret, okay?
"Secret!" that excited him for a moment but did that mean.. "Can I tell mom?"
"No."
"Not even Daadiya?"
Maan shook his head in negation. Especially not dadiya.. Abhi looked crestfallen. "If you tell anyone she might not come back." He explained, "But guess what Champ, once Chachu finds out more about this Apsara, I will take you to meet her."
That assurance pleased the little boy who skipped along, pulling Maan along towards the house.
"Dadiya wants to talk to you and she asked me to call you. She said you were hiding in the garden. Why are you hiding chachu?"
"Because Dadiya was nagging Chachu, like your mom does when you don't eat vegetables or brush your teeth at night?" He thought about the constant talk of getting married and Yash's impending marriage acted not only as a catalyst, but also presented her with the opportunity to line up prospective girls.
"Oh!" Abhi perfectly understood why Chachu had to hide.
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"You are such a cheat!" Maan muttered as he found out that the night's ceremony was an event for the ladies with no admission to gents. But that was not going to deter Maan Singh Khurana. Once the ladies of the house disappeared, he slipped away from the company of his relatives making excuse about work.
From the vantage point he scanned the women who were assembled in the courtyard of the outhouse thru the telescope. He chuckled and shook his head in amazement at yet another deception thrown his way. All the women were wearing red!! The first scan did not give the desires result.
"Where are you, my Apsara?" This was certainly becoming a challenge he wanted to win at any cost, he decided. Yet he didn't understand this urgency in him for it felt more than an intrigue. Those moments of awareness when he had held her close remained with him, tempting him beyond measures. How could one be attracted to a woman without even seeing her face clearly.. for attraction was certainly there, he cudn't deny it. He just had to close his eyes to relive those moments.. the fresh floral smell of her teased, the delicate body that trembled at his accidental touch, the softness of it as she came in to contact with his chest.. he could feel the memory of that unintentional embrace was still capable of stirring him up.
He saw the sudden stir amidst the women assembled and shifting the focus of the lens to their object of attention, he found her. Then he cudn't take his eyes of her ... all thoughts devoid of her flew from his mind as he watched her dance. The fluid grace of her thrilled ..the expressions of that beautiful face mesmerised. The telescope caught the glint of silver chain that circled her waist and drew his eyes to the hour glass perfection of her body. Adrenalin pumped thru his blood, making his heart race.
Apsara! How rightly he had named her!
It took him a few moments to recover himself once the dance ended and the women started applauding. Her heaving chest and the blushing cheeks brought back the memory of the embrace and the need to see her close gripped him. He abandoned the telescope to seek out an opportunity to see her face to face... to find out if they could still stir up some electricity with their nearness.
It seemed God was willing to help those who made the effort, Maan decided as he found the one he sought walking away from the venue in a hurry. With her head bend admonishing herself for her spilling food on her dress, she didn't see Maan . As she was about to enter the lighted corridor, he grabbed her and pinned her to the wall where the light was dim and shadows played. The hand that covered her mouth effectively shut the scream that rose and the weight of his body pressing her to the wall rendered her struggle useless. In panic, she clawed at the hand.
"Shh..." with his free hand he brought out the mobile close to his face so that she could see him. "It's Maan." She stopped struggling and went limp with relief though he could see the traces of scare he put her through in her eyes.
"Promise me you won't scream or fight with me if I release you."
She nodded against his hand. He took his hand away from her mouth and eased back.
""I'm sorry, I scared you." His voice was soft and apologetic. "I was in a haste to let you know that I found you, Apsara."
"Apsara?"
The light of the mobile dimmed and he charged in on again.
"Haan, the one who wreaks havoc on a man's peace of mind and can tempt even a saint with her dance.. that is you!" he saw the blush that crept up her cheeks. "You haven't given me a moment of peace since I saw you" he caught her hand to place it over his heart, "feel the way my heart stills leaps after seeing you dance."
"Seeing me dance.. but.."
"You might have created road blocks to my finding you, but I still reached you." He declared triumphantly . "Now tell me your name."
A slow smile tilted the corners of her lips, a sly one of triumph and challenge, "But wasn't that the deal? That you find out who I am .. .. Maan?"
He understood the taunt that she still had an upper hand because she knew him while he didn't... yet there was that strange familiarity as if he was missing out some vital clue... Something about the way she tilted her face in challenge...
The light dimmed again signalling low battery and he charged it on with frustration.
"Tell me how you know me then... I'm sure we haven't met face to face, because there is no way I can't remember you ... then." The husky timber of his voice and the compliment in his words spread a slow warmth in her, making butterfly- flutters in her stomach.
"Thank you..." yet she was not ready to give in so easily. It pained her ego a bit that he didn't remember her when she so easily did. "I'm sorry .. we have talked before that too face to face." But then, he was already in his teens the last time they met and she was still a child who scampered after him in hero worship earning her mother's scolding every evening for the mess she made of her clean clothes. "What if I say years have passed since the last time we talked, or should I say you yelled at me for meddling in your business?"
Suddenly it struck him, the familiarity of the face that tilted in challenge ...even that pert nose was the same. She was the same person whom Dadi wanted him to marry and he had refused to consider. The same one he had oh so scathingly spoken of in his attempts to evade. Speak about Ugly duckling turning into a graceful swan.
"Geet..?he asked softly.
Her smile transformed an already stunning face to breathtakingly beauty that his heart skipped a beat.
"Geet.." someone hollered.
And with a panicky look in the direction of the voice, she started to move away.
He caught her hand, "Tell me we will meet again."
"Of course Maan, my best friend is getting married to your cousin so we are almost family." She deliberately misunderstood his words
He shook his head. "You know that is not what I meant."
"I don't.."
"Well then let me put it across for you I want to see you again. Alone, just the two of us."
"Maan, I don't thi..."
"Geet!" the voice was closer now. The mobile got shut again and this time switched off.
"I have to go..." the fear of being caught with a man at night gave her the strength to break away and she ran away from him a second time on the same day.
He kicked at the ground in frustration and felt something against his shoes. Seeing it glitter he took it in his hands. It was the silver chain that circled Geet's waist.
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The next morning Geet was surprised to see that Maan was the one who was driving the bride and a few others to the Dargah. She remembered the fuss her mother had made about choosing Geet's salwar, the hopeful sparkle in her mom's eyes .. she had seen a similar sparkle in Savitri Devi's eyes the day before while she brought in Maan's name many times in the conversation and insisted that Geet should call her Dadi.. hadn't she seen an exact same one in the excitement Daarji had about Geet's attending the wedding in Savithri devi's home? Something was definitely cooking.. was Maan aware of this? She lifted her eyes to the rear view mirror and saw that he was watching her. The intensity of that gaze made her heart go bang bang. She hastily looked away wondering why was it that a mere glance from him was enough to set her pulses racing...to make her remember the moments held close to his, the way her body reacted to his proximity, of how her treacherous body projected her newly awakened awareness into her dream about him, the dream of someone's lips touching hers softly.. she frowned realising that her wayward thoughts were doing nothing to cool her warm cheeks. A cough from the one in the driving seat made her lift her eyes back to his.. was it a knowing look in his eyes? She felt the same quiver in her stomach and decided to spend the rest of the journey with closed eyes.
Coming out of the holy place of prayer, she found her steps matched by Maan who came from the other side. Her hand brushed his and she looked up to see him gazing down at her. Lost in those beautiful eyes she felt the time stand still.
"Babaji tumhari jodi humesha banaye rakhe!" the fakir blessed.
Shocked she turned to correct the holy man, but Maan weaved his fingers thru hers to join their hands. He smiled in reassurance, making her believe that he did indeed know that their families were matchmaking... She felt strangely breathless all of a sudden.
He pulled her along to a quiet corner.
"I have something of yours with me."
What? Her heart, perhaps? Stop behaving like a love sick fool Geet Handa , she admonished herself!
Since she didn't trust herself to speak without making a fool of herself she looked at him enquiringly.
He took out the silver chain out of his pocket, "I believe this is yours?"
"My waist chain, you found it!" she held out her hand only to have him pocket it again.
"Not here, meet me in the pergola in garden, ALONE and you can have it."
"I am not going to meet you anywhere. You can keep it if you like it so much." She walked off in a huff towards the car, wretched open the door and slid in.
"I do like it," he countered back, shocking her by following her into the car "but it would look odd if I walk around with a waist chain. Maybe I can wear it this way.." he circled the chain on his hand like a bracelet. "Still it is too long, so I may have to cut it." she gasped and tried to snatch it back. He pulled his hand back to continue, "Then someone might recognize it as yours and I will have to explain how I got it or I could say the owner gave it to me.."
"That is a lie!"
"Well you know it, I know it ..." he smirked. "Meet me in the garden and take it. If you don't want it back by tonight, it is mine from tomorrow."
"But that is blackmail!"
"No a dare.. I accepted your challenge, now it is your turn, Geet Handa !" he leaned closer and Geet backed away, the handle of the car pressing into her back. "I won't do anything you don't wish to happen, I promise." His voice turned husky.
That was the problem, because she didn't trust her wishes around him!!
"Maan.." Her eyes darted towards the entrance of the Dargah and saw her family spilling out of the entrance of the Dargah, "Please they are coming out..."
He seemed unruffled. "Shhh... promise to meet me in the garden and I will move away. "
"No.."
"Say yes! You know you want to."
Did she? Oh yes .. she wanted to .. but ...
Geet found that Sanjana was almost near them, it was the glare of the midday sun and the cover of the car that kept them from the eyes of those who looked.
"Say yes.." he pressed.
"Alright!" she almost shouted in distress.
He tucked a loose tendril of hair behind her ear and brushed his hand down her cheek. She closed her eyes tightly against the sensation it evoked in her.
Chuckling he bend down to take the bottle of water and stepped out of the car. "It is so hot, Geet almost fainted."
The excuse of feeling faint gave Geet the perfect reason to keep her eyes closed. But she could imagine his eyes on her. then when they were near to the house when he put the song:
It had her eyes open in a flash. Her bewildered eyes searched his for answer but he just looked back with a blank expression.
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She was confused about meeting him. Her mother had let it slip that Daarji and Savitri devi were interested in getting their grandchildren married to each other. Was Maan interested this alliance too, was that why he had asked her to meet him? Was that the significance of the song he played?
Reaching the pergola she didn't find Maan but on the bench was placed two long stemmed roses, one yellow and other red. Between them sat a bunny with a sloppy smile holding a letter addressed to Apsara.
You should know that our families are ready to get us married and the way the relation stands between our families it might be difficult for you to say no even if you are not willing. I just want to know your opinion ... take the yellow rose if you want us to be no more than friends and I will accept it without any questions asked.
The red rose stands for your acceptance to this proposal.
And the bunny is my sorry for the past that passed...
It was signed Maan in bold script.
Relief made her knees weak and she sat down on the bench, feeling so ridiculous about the anxiety she had been feeling. She looked around, sure that Maan was lurking nearby waiting for her decision. The exhilaration replaced the relief.
With a serious face that hid the smile she could feel waiting to burst forth she took the bunny. Took a minute, as if she was contemplating the choice and reached forth to take the yellow rose.
How do you feel now, Maan?
Maan walked up the steps and to her side trying not to show the disappointment he felt. The red rose looked so forsaken on the bench or maybe he was projecting his own emotions on to it, he thought as he reached down to take it in his hand.
He looked at Geet and found her watching him. Did the rule of shaking hands when you parted company apply here too.. how could he? When all he wanted to do was pull her close. He wanted to know the why'.. May be she was already in love with someone. He wanted to ask and called himself all sorts of fool for making the promise not to ask. So much for over confidence!
"Well then Geet ," he was happy that his voice came out strong, "I accept ..."
She snatched the red rose from his hand and held it together with the yellow one. "I accept."
The cheeky smile she cast in his direction with the face pressed into the soft toy made him yearn to shake her for the torment she put him through and to kiss her senseless.
"You were supposed to choose Geet," he admonished in mock exasperation.
"Why can't I have both?" she argued back "What is wrong in wishing that my life partner should be my friend first?"
When put it across like that, he couldn't make a counter argument. He just pulled her close for a hug and she burrowed her face in his shoulder.
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Being on the brink of falling in love gave Geet a sense of euphoria. She felt elated, blessed and thrilled to the bones. She guarded it like a secret close to her heart because, well there wouldn't be another chance for her to experience the thrill of keeping a secret romance now that she would be getting married soon. Once the alliance was fixed Daarji didn't believe in waiting...
She realized she didn't want to wait either, because she felt Maan was the one for her. There was no question about his being handsome, but more than that he had a vitality and energy that made her believe life with him would be exciting. From the time they spent together discovering each other's tastes, she found that he was easy to live with. If she were true to herself she was fascinated by the funny sensation that loomed in the pit of her stomach, the unfamiliar stirrings of desire that he invoked in her. Sometimes it was due to the hands that encircled her shoulders and drew her against his body or the gentle movements of his caressing hand and at times it was just an intense look from those fascinating eyes that made her heart race crazily and made the blood rush through her body with accelerated rhythm. Yes, had it not been her scepticism on the phrase "love at first sight' and the shortness of the time span they had known each other she would have definitely claimed she was in love with Maan Singh Khurana.
What Geet didn't know was that all it took was a dent on the ego to burst her bubble of euphoria.
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Geet sat inside the pergola missing the one who was with her the last time she was there, reliving their moments together. Work had taken him away from her taking away the excitement of the anticipation of attending her best friend's wedding. She didn't even feel like dressing up, now that Maan wouldn't be there. She could feel her cheeks heating up at the memory of the good bye.
"This just had to happen now!" his voice was full of regret. "I wouldn't go if this was not an emergency, you understand that don't you?" He looked at her downcast face and she nodded her head in acquiescence.
"Look at me," he demanded and she shook her head in negative.
"Please Geet," he cupped her face and lifted it. Not willing to let him see the tears that threatened to fall, not when she was not even sure if she had the right to feel this bad, she closed her eyes. But not before he saw the tell-tale shimmer.
"You are making this so difficult for me," his voice was husky with unsaid emotions. With gentle fingers he traced the tear that slipped past , then leaned down to follow the same path wth his lips, tasting the salty sweetness of her tear. Her breath hitched up a his lips lingered near hers.
"Don't fight me," he implored before his lips touched hers. Liquid fire of pure sensation licked it's way and she opened her mouth willingly to his the silken pressure of his mouth. She felt the melting sweetness invade her body, setting her blood aflame and turning her bones weak.
He broke the kiss and enclosed her in his arms pressing her face to his chest where she could feel the rapid beat of his heart.
"Maan.."
"Chup bikul chup" he silenced her with his finger on her lips. Let me take leave with this moment engraved in my memory... the feel of your warmth against by body.. the sweetness of the first kiss lingering on my lips.. with the knowledge that you will be dreaming of me tonight and every night that we are apart and then I will be with you while I am gone... as you will be with me ... my Apsara."
And he was gone without a backward glance.
"Geet lifted her hands to her lips with a sigh at the memory praying for his safety.
"Are you Ap- apsara?" A child's voice intruded.
Babaji! What had Maan told this little boy?
"Well are you?" he insisted.
"My name is Geet." She replied hoping that that will satisfy him.
"Geet?" the little boy seemed puzzled and stared harder and then stated, "you can't be!"
"Why?" Geet was curious.
"Geet has this big specs, " he gestured with his hand, " but you don't have. Geet's hair is all chipku with oil," he reached out to touch her hair. "And chachu said she has bugs bunny teeth too but you are pretty like pari!" Too young to notice the shock on the face of the listener, he prattled on..
"And you know what, Maan Chachu told dadiya that he will never ..never ever marry Geet because she is a..she is a .."he frowned in concentration wanting to get the word right.
The woman who had reached the pergola in search of her son blanched at the information her son was giving to the person and on seeing who the person was. "Adi.." she called in warning.
"..a muddysome (meddlesome) buzz body." He smiled triumphant and turned to his mom."haain na, Ma?"
"I'm sorry.." Naintara felt bad seeing the stricken look on Geet's face.
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The sudden change of plans to post pone their trip back home to another day had come as a shock... it meant another day of acting.She didn't know how long she could keep up the pretence that there was nothing amiss, that she was so wonderfully happy while her heart felt as if it was being squeezed by the burden of unshed tears. After the initial shock, she decided she would not shed another tear for him in this place... may be after reaching home she could have a good cry over the betrayal she felt but not now, not here in his place. It was a matter of pride that she kept the appearance of having no care for the world, dancing and merry making, which was a part of the marriage. So she joined with the bridegrooms saalis to hide the groom's sandals, flirted with his friends to prove that the incident in the garden did not affect her.
She smiled demurely at Arjun who brought her a glass of water and wondered if it was because she targeted her charm on him or he was being extra attentive to her because his sister Naintara asked him to be nice to her! She had seen Maan's bhabhi watching her during the rituals. She didn't want anybody's pity!
May be she was being foolish taking it to heart because when you think about it he had never made any promises... she was the one who mistook the brief interlude at romance to be something serious when for him it was no more than a fun and flirting that happened at his cousin's marriage.
"Geet?" she heard Arjun calling her. Oh stop it she admonished herself and tried to concentrate on the present.
"Sorry! Could you repeat the last part?"
"Only the last part?" Arjun teased.
"I'm sorry I'm such a bad company," she gave a shamefaced smile.
"No, not a bad company but a beautiful one.. may be a bit tired too?"
"Yeah!" she pounced on the chance to escape. "Taking part in the celebrations was so much fun, but now I realize Meera will no longer be in Hoshiarpur and that sorrow adds to the tiredness."
"May be you won't be separated from your friend. If you are married..."
As if answering an unknown beckoning, her eyes lifted to the person who seemed to be watching her... Maan!! Her heart soared with pleasure for a moment, then Abhi's words echoed and she turned away in anguish, ignoring him.
"..to a guy in Delhi." In her flutter she didn't understand what was being said.
"Excuse me," she hurried away seeing Maan approach.
Arjun shook his head looking at the woman who just left him. "Why do women, however modern they are in outlook become shy at the mention of marriage?"
Maan caught up with her at the door of her room not feeling pleased with the anger he felt at seeing her with another guy. He pushed her inside and pinned her to the door, "Luring another one with your enchantment?"
His accusation hurt but no more than his betrayal. "What is it to you? You had your fun, marriage is over and so is the spell of romance or whatever you would like to call it!"
"Spell of romance? Then what about your promise your consent to marry me?" she refused to look away.
"Was there even a proposal?" she hurled back. "Anyways I have decided I would rather marry my driver than a self-opinionated arrogant two timer!"
His eyes smouldered in response. Not giving her time to guess his intentions, he grabbed her by the nape and crushed his lips to hers. There was hard desperation in that kiss along with the anger. Petrified by the sudden violence in him, she tried to struggle but he was far too strong. Then suddenly the kiss changed gentle, softer and more persuasive making her forget her own anger and everything else other than the sensations he aroused. Her hand that was trying to push him away snaked up to cup his head.
The next moment she was free again.
"You.." He placed his hand over her mouth, "Chup bilkul chup... In a week's time daadi will be visiting your home with the shagun. And you will say yes."
Before she could even blink at his arrogance he continued, "You will not even consider marrying another. You are mine and will remain mine, Maan ki Geet. I hope I have proven that to you," he removed his hand to caress her tender lips with his thumb and then was gone.
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Late in the night plagued by the questions that refused to let her sleep, Geet walked into the balcony to gaze forlornly at the moon wondering if she should be pleased or upset with the way Maan took over her life.
A movement made her turn to see Maan standing behind her.
Silently he offered her a teddy bear holding a note ... Sorry'.
Holding his ears between his fingers he bent his head thrice, "I'm sorry. I hurt you."
The anguish that she was holding back broke over as tears.
"Shhh... don't cry .. I can't see you in tears.. please don't cry Geet .." he pulled her into his arms. She tried to resist but he wouldn't let her. So she just grabbed on to him as sobs racked her body.
"You misunderstood Geet," he hurriedly explained "What Abhi relayed to you happened before I found out that the Geet whom daadi wanted me to marry was my Apsara, the one who stole my heart. How could I when my senses were captive to another?"
"When I heard that you said you never wanted to marry me.." she took a shuddering breath , " I thought back and realized you never really asked me."
"Well I would have to remedy that won't I? But not today. But soon I will make your every wish come true."
His kiss effectively robbed her of all thoughts and questions.
A few days later a brand new luxury sedan was delivered to Geet Handa. In front of the curious neighbours and the family, Maan Singh Khurana proposed to Geet Handa. Many were left wondering why Mr. Khurana was wearing a driver's uniform while doing that!!!
CRAZY LOVE
Maan peeped out of the door looking for a glimpse of her. Just when he was about to close the door in frustration, the sound of footsteps reached his ears. Peeking out of the door, he saw her coming towards the room. As ever, she looked sexy in her usual jeans and tank top hugging her perfect curvaceous figure driving him nuts, how much he wished he could always have her in his arms. He loved hearing her moaning his name and she loved doing the same, though she never said it but her flushed cheeks were enough the proof. Momentarily distracted by the lover boy in him, he saw her far away from the room with no intention of entering the room what so ever. Maan sneaked behind her, grabbing her by her waist, he pulled her into the room. He stood in front of her grinning but Geet could only glare at him. Maan smirked at her and pulled her closer into a kiss. Geet stood motionless while his lips moved on hers, biting her several time seeking a response. Maan got frustrated and finally released her, hiding his face in her hair. Maan nuzzled her neck lovingly and Geet wound her arms around him, hugging him closer.
You know I have been waiting here for you since long, where were you.? Maan spoke placing open mouthed kisses along her shoulder.
Maan, I was waiting for you since an hour but seems like you were too busy with that bloody bimbo to even come here. I got bored so I went to take a stroll in the garden, how would I know you would end up here.? Maan, someday I am going to kill her if you don't ask her to keep her goddamn hands off you. Geet threatened angrily pulling him away and breaking the hug. Maan looked at her and laughed.
I don't understand, why do you hate her so much Geet.? I know she is stupid but the way you despise her amuses me. Why are you so jealous of her.? You know I only belong to you.. So it's all cool.. Maan winked.
Listen Mr.Khurana, you know very well why I hate her that much..She just can't keep her bloody hands off you. She is always looking for opportunities to seduce you and you still ask me why I despise her so much.? For one second don't think that I am going to allow her to get anywhere close to you. Jealous.. Well let's see, I will go throw myself on some random guy tomorrow, then come and ask you, what do you think Maan.? Geet snapped. Maan looked at her wide eyed and twisted her hand behind her back, pulling her closer.
Listen missy, you aren't going to pull any such stunt anytime. I know how to handle Sameera, leave it to me. Maan said darkly and locked both her hands behind her back in a tight grip. Geet spotted the dark glint in his eyes and tried to free herself but couldn't free herself. Maan plastered her to the wall and leaned in for a kiss. Maan's warm lips pressed against the side of her throat, his breath fanning her. His grip on her loosened and squeezed her closer to his body by her back. Geet hands threaded his hair while his lips relished her sweet skin. Inescapably a moan left her lips as the intensity of his kisses was weakening her. Maan grinned against her skin hearing her moan but didn't stop with his kisses and relished every part of her skin open to eyes. Geet's eyes snapped open when he suddenly picked her up in his arms and started walking towards the washroom.
Maan, what are you doing.? She asked panicking. Maan looked at her darkly and winked. Geet eyed him suspiciously knowing how naughty he could get.
You will see sweetheart. Maan said placing a peck on her lips. Kicking the door open, he walked in with a tensed Geet in his arms. Geet's eyes widened as she saw him nearing the bath tub. She looked at him in shock but he had a grin plastered on his face.
Maan, no way.! Are you crazy.? We aren't alone here, everyone is here. If someone comes looking, we will be in trouble. Stop it no.. Geet pleaded while thriving in his arms but before she could even complete her words, she felt his arms disappearing underneath him and the next second, water drenched her splashing all around her. Geet blubbered for a minute, trying to recover herself. Look warm water seeped through her clothes, drenching her. She heard him snicker and looked in his direction, glaring.
Relax baby, no one is going to come looking for us. Parents have gone to some event and the rest are not so important people. Even if they do try to find us, they won't. You are all mine for a while and you already know that I am always yours. So let's get some business done. Maan explained wickedly. Geet's heartbeat quickened when he started unbuttoning his shirt. As his shirt fell to the ground, her mouth went dry with desire. Her heart would always betray her when it came to him. Although she never admitted but she always enjoyed his closeness, he would make her feel special, his kisses always gave her pleasure like nothing else did. She knew if given a chance, Maan would spend most of his time kissing her but she felt no different since a few days. She always wanted him close. Blood rushed to her cheeks when she saw him step into the bathtub and sit across her with his hands resting on the sides of the tub.
You can breathe Geet. I know you feel no different than I do. Maan winked at her, his eyes watching her darkly. She was breathing heavily and the top clung to her skin making the atmosphere wilder with each second. He wanted to feel her like never before. Blood rushed to her cheeks as his feet pinned hers down under water.
Breathe Geet, I know you want this as much as I do. You don't have to feel shy in front of me. Maan teased her with a smirk on his face. Geet looked at him and grinned at his overconfidence. One look at his ever so handsome face and her insides melted in response and need. She followed his gaze and saw him staring at her chest, her shirt was clung to her skin and she could see her pink coloured bra. Looking up she glared at him.
Pervert. She teased him and his face broke into a proud grin.
Just for you baby. But I don't like that you are sitting that far, I didn't throw you in this tub to let you sit that far. Especially when you look that hot. Maan said holding his hand out. Geet snickered and leaned back into the tub.
You know I can come there if you wish. But I guess I will wait for you to come here, it will be better and hotter for what I have in mind. Maan grinned making the smile disappear off her face.
What are you planning to do in this tub.?? She eyed him suspiciously. Geet very well knew what they would end up doing but she wanted to tease him big time, nevertheless she was excited to be all alone with him. She hardly got to spend time with him all alone, given that bimbo Sameera would always lurk around him. Maan rolled his eyes at her pretended innocence.
Geet, you very well know what I am planning. You want me to say it.? Maan raised an eyebrow.
Enlighten me Maan, I really have no idea what you are talking about. Do you wish to sit here with me all night and chat.? Well we don't need to sit here, we can do that in the room itself. Geet teased with a smirk on her face. Maan shook his head in amusement, he knew what she was playing at.
So you want to play that way.?? Well Miss.Geetanjali Handa, I intended to make out with you in this bathtub. I wish to hear you moaning my name right here until I am satisfied hearing it and you are tired moaning it. You know, I like you wet. Got your answer..? Now let's stop the pretence and do what we are best at. Maan said splashing water in her direction. Geet blushed hearing his words and it hit her in her most private part. A wave of desire ran through her and she automatically leaned forward but stopped realizing what she was about to do.
I know you are dying to come close to me, what is stopping you today.? We aren't doing this the first time. If you don't want me to, I won't. I will never force you baby, tell me what's bothering you.? Or are you playing with me, if that's the case you are so going to pay for it. Maan asked quickly worry creasing his forehead. Geet looked at his concerned face and it pinched her. She could never bear to see him worried. Rising up from the water, she moved forward towards him. Maan looked up at her as she stood over him. Putting her legs on either side of his lap, she sat in his lap, right on his groin earning a gasp from him. Maan looked at her with wide eyes a so she deliberately pressed herself against his member.
You were saying something Maan.? Did I say anything about not wanting to come to you. You get worried so easily. Nothing is bothering me except my ever so annoying boyfriend, who happens to you be. Geet said running her finger down along his jaw.
You know what you are doing to me by sitting like that.? Maan whispered huskily pulling her closer by her waist pressing his hand at the base of her back.
What now.? You don't like it.? She asked her face falling. Maan pushed her curls behind her ear and smiled at her.
You are making me wild with need baby. All I want to do right now is be inside you but today is not the day. That night will be different, it will be ours. For now we can manage with something else. Maan winked and drew her closer sending shivers down her spine. His words gave her some unknown courage, she pushed his hands away from her waist, held the hem of her top and eventually pulled it off her body, flinging it away from the tub. Maan at first looked shocked when she pushed his hand away and then amusement too, over him when he saw her taking her top off and throwing it away. She grinned at him and winked watching his wide eyes. His eyes widened even further when she peeled her bra off her body and tossed it away too. Next she took his hands again and placed them exactly where they had before.
You really know how to test me baby. Don't try to stop me now. Maan warned and Geet grinned in amusement. She saw him narrowing his eyes and without a word she crushed herself against him and pressed her lips against his. It was he ne for them, the feel of each other's embrace was all they needed. Maan was taken aback but smiled into the kiss and deepened it, nibbling on her lips. His lips relished her soft ones, every corner of her mouth as she tried to match his passion, kissing him with equal passion while his hands roamed her naked back. When he felt her going breathless, he left her lips and skimmed his lips down her throat and further. Geet fisted her hand into his hair as she felt him placing open mouthed kisses along her thirst and going further down. Her breath grew faster she felt him approaching her curves. A pleasurable moan escaped her lips when his warm lips closed around one of her tips.
Maan.. She moaned and he smiled against her skin. His hands rested at her back, pushing her more into his hungry mouth. The bathroom echoed with pleasurable groans as he gave equal attention to both her curves, relishing every bit of her skin while she moaned drenched in his passion for her.
His eyes only looked at her while he tried to keep Sameera at a distance. Geet was looking in their direction and it was evident on her face that she was pissed with whatever that was happening. She was quietly nibbling on the food that rested in front of her, nodding her head occasionally to the talking people around her but her concentration was all on him. He gave her an apologetic smile but only earned a glare from her. A pair of hands went around his neck pulling him out his eye to eye talk with Geet. He glared at Sam as she pulled him by his neck to a corner. He tired to pry her hands off but she was clinging to him like never before.
Maan, let's go to the dance floor and do salsa. I love dancing and I know you are a great dancer too. Why are you so distracted.? Am I boring you.? Sam asked batting her eye lashes seductively . Maan mentally groaned at her behaviour. He knew he had to get out of her grip before Geet would eat him alive or worse burst out on Sam. With great effort he managed to pry her hands off but she held his hand instead.
Maan, salsa. Let's go.! She quipped excitedly and started to drag him but before he could do anything, he heard Sam shriek and leave his arm which she was yanking at. Maan looked down to find Sam on the ground with food covering her head, it was a mixture of nachos and cheese that lay on the ground and some stuck to her face. Maan looked up to find a fuming Geet, who stood there with an empty plate in her hand. He needed no other clue to know what she did, it was much worse than he thought of. A laugh bubbled up to his lips when he saw Sam's horrified ashen face, trying to get the cheese out of her hair. Geet stepped closer so she was standing right over Sam and gave her a smirk.
Enjoy your salsa with some nachos and cheese you bloody bimbo.! Geet snapped at Sam and looked in his direction. If looks could kill, he would have reduced to ash by now with the way she glared at him. He knew he was in deep trouble. Sam somehow managed to rise up to her feet and scowled at a fuming Geet.
How dare you.? Maan, do something.. Why are you just standing.? Just look at the way she insulted me.. Sam screamed in his direction. Maan momentarily went deaf with her voice ringing in his ears. He cared less, first he wanted to thank Geet for saving her from Sam but he was too nervous to even utter a word in case she treated him the same way. His eyes caught her curls which kissed her cheeks, he so wished he could be the one. Geet caught him grinning and raised an eyebrow.
Geet..I.. Maan started to speak but was stopped by her.
Shut up.! You are going to have the worst of me Maan if you defend this bloody bimbo who can't keep her hands off any boy. You are the last one she can get her hands on while I am there. Geet warned making him smile wilder. She looked so adorable when she was possessive, her hazels big and round, her cute expressions and everything about her drove him mad. Her curls were still kissing her skin making him restless.
At least listen to me first baby, all I was saying is I am so jealous of those curls that get to touch you right now and not me. As I already said, I only belong to you baby. Can you calm down.? Maan asked putting up an innocent face. Geet was about to reply to him when he was again pulled by his collar and this time it was Sam.
Maan, what nonsense are you talking.? Why are you calling this cheapo " baby " ? You never called me that, I can't be worse than her. Sam looked at him shocked. Maan rolled his eyes and cursed his parents for introducing Sam to him. His body froze when she suddeny hugged him. Geet's hand flashed to his rescue even before he could react and pulled her away from him harshly. Sam stumbled back 2 steps and looked at Geet in disgust. The drink that rested in Geet's hand drenched Sam's face. He heard several gasps from the party around them, he was rather amused to find his Geet fighting for him. Being so beautiful, she was always the centre of attraction among boys and he had a hard time controlling his anger but to see a possessive Geet was a treat for him.
How dare you hug him.? Don't you understand any language you bimbo.? And who the hell did you call cheap.? Atleast I dont go around trying to seduce everyone's boyfriends. Suit yourself cheapo and enjoy the cocktail with your salsa and nachos.! Geet barked at her and walked away leaving behind a stunned Sam. Maan looked at her retreating figure in awe and ran behind her, with an urgent wish to claim her infront of everyone. He cared less about how it would result, he wanted everyone to know that they belonged to each other. Without a warning, he grabbed her by her waist from her back and spun her around. She looked back in panic and then saw it was him. His lips came crashing against hers and panic swept over. What was he doing.? She tried her best to push him away but he was immovable. Something about his kiss told her that he cared less of what people saw. She heard a lot of gasps and aww's but he was not affected by any of it. He was still kissing her and waiting for her to respond. Geet saw Sam watching them in horror and the devil inside her danced on one leg. This was her opportunity to show the bimbo that he belonged to her. Geet locked her arms around his neck and pulled him harshly into the kiss. His hands locked around her waist as they shared a passionate kiss. Just as she was feeling breathless, she was pulled away from him and found Sam glaring at her in vengence. Anger falred up in her veins at being pulled away by her. Maan too was shocked.
Sam.!!! Stay in your limits. How dare you push Geet.? Maan blanched at Sam and pulled Geet closer by her waist, keeping her close.
Looks like you cannot tolerate if I kiss my boyfriend. But its okay for you to be all over him huh.? Stay away from him Sam. Now you know that you can never get what you want, so please leave us alone. Geet mocked and took his hand, walking away. Happiness coursed through her, she had finally insulted Sam big time for all the insults she tolerated from that bimbo. Maan looked in her direction to find her grinning and the smile reached her eyes. He gave a soft squeeze to her hand. Geet looked in his direction, still grinning widely and he knew why she was happy. He realized how happy she would be, he was always bound to remain quite all the while Sam insulted Geet, only due to his dad but Geet's ignoracne for everything gave him all the courage, he couldnt ever let her down. Geet blew him a kiss and started walking again. The happiness that reflected off her face was his solace. He was yanked out of his thoughts when he felt a pull on his hand and Geet calling out his name.
Maan.! She called out as she surged towards the ground. Maan's hand caught her before she could hit the ground. He steadied her and following her gaze, he spotted Sam, who stood right behind them. Geet's hand itched to slap her hard across her face but a hand already beat her there. She looked in Maan's direction, shocked. The sound of the slap echoed through the party. Sam was baffled to realize that Maan had slapped her.
How dare you Sam.? I only tolerated you all these days because of my dad, I didnt ever be harsh with you no matter how much I was disguested with you throwing yourself on me but I remained calm thinking I will make you understand. What you did right now is beyond my tolerance, how dare you try to hurt her. Apologize to her. Now.Maan threatened her with anger evident in his words.
Not even in my dreams. I dont apologize to s**t's.! Sam spat in Geet's direction. Maan clenched his teeth and was about to near her but he was held back by Geet, who simply nodded in a no. Hurt was evident on her face and he couldnt take it away. Sam turned away from them walking away when she slipped and landed in the pool. Laughter echoed through the party as her face became red in anger. Maan walked to the pool with Geet's hand in his and smirked in her direction.
Well deserved for someone like you. Maan spat at her and walked out of the party, fuming with anger and Geet behind him. Sam looked at them in anger and heard the giggles that filled the party. Entering his room, Maan smashed the mirror infront of him with the showpiece that sat on the table. Geet entered the room and was shocked to see him that angry. Never had he reacted like this before.
Maan, what are you doing.? Are you mad.? She scolded him also stopping him from breaking another vase. Maan glanced in her direction, his eyes reflecting anger. He harsly pinned her to the wall behind her.
How dare she call you that.? Its all my fault, had I stopped her before itself, this never would have happened. Why didn't you slap me for not throwing her out of our lives before it self. This never would have happened. He cursed himself and hugged her tightly. Her heart clenched in pain seeing him in that state, Sam's words had bothered him more than it bothered her. This was a totally new Maan she was witnessing. She had to calm him down. Hugging him tightly, Geet sat on the bed taking him along. She caressed his back until she felt him relax. When she was sure enough that he was calm, she took his face between her hands and simply kissed him pouring out all her love for him. Maan could feel the love in her kiss and it was enough to give some relief to his aching heart. All their questions and answers were erased away with that one kiss. They slept away peacefully in each other's arms, away from everyone.
Maan, its positive.! Geet annouced coming out of the washroom, when she found him sitting on the bed with his head in his hands. He looked up at her shocked hearing her words.
You're pregnant.? He asked her again trying to confirm. She nodded in his direction. His expressions changed instanlty to the one's of immsense torture.
How can you be.? We were careful, right.? He asked just as a whisper. Geet glared at him.
Well, you should be asking youself that Mr.Khurana. You have contributed fair enough in this and protextion doesn't work always. She snapped at his question. Maan gulped hard, his face ashen.
Aren't you scared baby.? Maan asked her innocenty and expectantly . Geet looked at his adorable face and melted as a response. His question was true enough, she was scared realizing her pregnancy, rather worried.
Honestly, I am a bit. Are you.? She asked him quietly even though she knew his answer. He gulped hard again and looked away in embarssment.
I wont lie. I am freaking out. He admitted and turned away from her. Geet didnt expect anything better, she simply nodded and walked back into the bathroom. She wouldnt blame him for being scared as she knew neither of them were ready for this, but they could do this together. As she came out of the washroom, her eyes widened in horror as she saw him lying on the bed unconcious. He passed out hearing about her being pregnant.!! Anger coursed through her..Grabbing the water jug on the side table, she poured it on his face. He snapped out of his sleep and looked up to find her glaring at him. He mentally kicked himself, he was so dead.
You passed out.? I m the one who's pregnant and you passed out hearing about it.? You are pathetic Maan. I can't believe I fell in love with you and married you. Jerk..Just go hell.! She burst out and threw the jug on the ground, stomping out of the room.
Baby, listen to me.! I didn't mean to...Maan ran behind her apologizing and trying to explain himself with an innocent face which he knew would melt her soon, it was his master weapon. They happily continued with their lovable bantering, marking the new beginning of their life.
WHAT IF...????
Emptiness, only emptiness!! That's the only thing Geet felt the moment she saw the tragic news on T.V. For others it was a tragedy but for her it was the announcement of her death sentence. Her family members were inconsolable the moment they witnessed the live telecasts. Her sister Annie hugged her and started wailing but Geet was just... numb.
Very casually the family had sat down for watching a film in the living room when they got a phone call from a very panicked neighbor. Immediately they switched the channel to CNN, and what they saw took their breath away.
"Flight MH370 travelling from Malaysia to China went missing. Assumed Crashed or Hijacked!"
The males of the family were constantly on phone speaking to one official or another while the females were shedding tears like flowing rivers while their lips moved in perfect synchronization praying to all the deities they had ever known. They just prayed for the well being of their son, brother, friend... Their family's anchor... Their MAAN...
"Why Babaji why??? Why did you do this? Why did you make me fight with him? In front of you I had vowed to be with him for a lifetime, forever. And when the time came to be with him forever, when I finally got a chance to be with him forever, you pulled us apart. Hey Babaji why???" This was the only question that Geet had in mind ever since she saw that headline.
Maan was scheduled to go on a business trip to China but then he decided to go via Malaysia so that he could attend his childhood friend's marriage. He had just called before boarding his flight and so the family members were in an extreme shock to witness this news just a few hours after they had a last talk with him.
"What do you mean that you don't know where the flight went??? IT'S A FLIGHT DAMMIT!! NOT SOME TOY THAT VANISHED IN THIN AIR!" Maan's father shouted on his phone and threw it away not even bothering to disconnect it!
Geet just reminisced the last evening she spent with her Maan...
"Jaan, please try and understand, it was a very important project. I can't leave it just due to this foolish reason." Maan tried to make his jealous wife understand.
"FOOLISH??? Foolish reason... You think I am giving a foolish reason. Damn Maan she was practically throwing herself on you and you still want to go ahead with this deal???" Geet shouted unable to keep the patience.
"SO WHAT?? She was throwing herself on me but I cleared in front of you that I AM NOT INTERESTED IN HER, right?? I can't just forego the deal because Mr. Sinha's daughter is a despo. This deal is very important for KC, please try and understand it Geet." Maan requested even though he was quite frustrated by now.
Geet just gave him a cold shoulder and took her handbag and car keys from the dressing table making Maan squint his eyes.
"Where are you going? WE have a flight in 4 hours and you still haven't done the packing? Have you forgotten we have to go for Ishan's wedding?" Maan asked.
"The packing is done." Geet replied coldly while making her way out of the room.
"But that's my bag, where is..." Maan questioned but didn't get to complete his sentence as Geet interrupted him.
"YOUR packing is done... Not US but YOU... You have to attend his wedding... YOU have a flight to catch... And ONLY YOU are going to Malaysia." Geet fumed and left without giving Maan even a proper glance.
By the time she returned, she had cooled down enough to realize that she really was being foolish but she had already missed Maan by then, who was already in the flight to Malaysia. She had spread water on their short honeymoon getaway to China.
"Maan please come back, I need you, your Geet need you, WE need you..." She whispered while placing her hand gently on her still flat tummy, a lone tear finally made its way down her pale cheek.
"Mrs. Khurana your suspicion was absolutely correct. Congratulations, you are PREGNANT!" The doctor congratulated her.
"OMG!! Thank you sooo much doctor!! I am so excited to tell this to Maan!!" Geet squealed in happiness forgetting all about the fight with Maan just a few hours back.
"If only I had told you... If only, I am sure you would have not went to attend Ishan's wedding, you would have not boarded that flight... you would have been here with US!! IF ONLY!!!!"Geet thought as some more tears made their way down.
Geet had took up an appointment with her gynecologist as she was feeling nauseous since a week and also she had missed her dates. But she was sooo angry on Maan that she didn't tell him anything... She still remembered the day when they had discussed kids!
"Geet ummm... wo..." Maan stammered making Geet confused!
They were cuddled up on the swing in the terrace watching over the beautiful starry roof when out of nowhere Maan started stammering!
"What happened Maan?"
"Ummm uhhh wo I was umm thinking..."
"You think also???" Geet giggled.
"Very funny!" Maan made a face and tried to get away.
"Uffo... Now tell me what's the problem... You can tell me anything you know na!!" Geet said sweetly while holding his hand!
"I know sweetheart!! Ummm so I was thinking... Nooo ummm I was wondering... Ya... what do you think of... umm babies??" Maan finished finally while looking carefully at her face to gauge her reaction.
"I don't know. I actually am not very fond of kids." Geet accepted while Maan's face became ashen.
"Umm okay."
"Wait wait wait!! Why did you talk about it out of the blue!! I am sure there is something fishy." Geet squinted her eyes.
"Nooo...noo.nnooothing like that." Maan turned his face away.
"OHHH AAAMMM GGEEE!!!! Are you pregnant Maan???" Geet asked while getting off Maan's lap.
"WHAATTT???" Maan's eyes almost popped out while he stood super shocked but then he saw Geet on the floor doubling up with laughter!!
"Oh goooddd!! Your eyes!! He he he!! For a while I thought they would actually come out and I would have to pick it up from the floor!!" Geet spluttered amidst loud giggles making Maan super irritated!!
"Geet ki Bachchi!! Wait now I will tell you!!" Maan shouted while running behind Geet who had already guessed the impending danger and was running behind the swing.
She tried several times to apologize to him on phone but Maan clearly avoided talking to her. She had planned a wonderful surprise for Maan once he returned day after tomorrow but it seemed like destiny had something else in store for them.
ONE DAY LATER
It had been one day but there had been no progress so far. The worst part of it all was that no one knew what actually had happened with the flight. Some said it crashed, while some said it was hijacked. In all there were only speculations and nothing else. Everyone was shocked at the irresponsible behavior of the authorities who clearly were hiding some facts, and cared less about the situation of the family members of their passengers and crew.
The members of the Khurana family had a sleepless night, not a single morsel of food had gone down anyone's throat. Maan's dad and younger brother, Vicky were packing for leaving to Malaysia immediately, so that they could get some information. But just then Annie came down in the hall screaming...
"MOM!! DAD!! GEET!! VICKY!! DEV!!!"
"What happened Annie??? Why are you screaming?" Dev asked in a feeble voice. Next to Geet he was the one who was most shaken up with the happenings. For him Maan was more like a father figure rather than a brother.
"You guys wont believe it!!" Annie squealed in excitement.
"Out with it Annie. We have a flight to catch." Vicky shouted getting irritated at her excitement.
"Okay! Okay!! The Malaysian Airlines released the list of passengers that were on board..."
"And..." Geet's mother-in-law Pammi asked.
"And Maan Bhai's name is NOT on the list!!!" Annie finished with superb excitement!!
"WHATTT??? Means my Maan, my Maan is..." Geet spoke the first sentence aloud since that news.
"Yes Geet Bhabhi, means Maan Bhai was not in that flight, that means he is ALL WELL somewhere." Annie almost started dancing while giving away this news!! The whole family started rejoicing and Geet almost took a sigh of relief but it was short-lived.
"But then WHERE IS HE???" Finally Dev voiced out putting a stop on everyone's happiness once again!
"I am here Dev!!" Shouted Maan from the doorway.
All eyes turned to him and the whole family literally jumped on him making him almost fall down!!
"Whoa guys!! Calm down!!" Maan shouted.
But amongst this one person stood silently drinking the image of her life. She just kept on looking at him without blinking. She saw what others failed to see in their happiness. She saw his tired eyes, his dusty clothes and that RED patch over the arm.
"Where were you Maan?" Pammi questioned while the whole family escorted Maan inside. Annie rushed to get glasses of water for the whole family. Not only Maan everyone needed it as no one had even had a sip of water since yesterday.
But Maan was oblivious to his mother's question. He had his eyes only for his Jaan who looked extremely pale and tired with tears in her eyes. TEARS?? Why was she crying. And what exactly happened that made his whole family specially his Jaan so worried??' This was going on in Maan's mind.
"Well actually after attending Ishan's wedding, I got a call from Mr. Xo Yuan, our Chinese client that he had to leave to India for some emergency and so we planned to conduct a meeting here only next week. So instead of going to China I boarded a flight back to India to give a surprise to you all and didn't tell you about it when I called you up..." Maan told his side of the tale, while the whole family took a collective sigh of relief, indeed this was the best surprise Maan gave them.
"But how did you get hurt?" Geet spoke her first sentence since Maan's return still eyeing his injury, making everyone turn at that.
"Oh god!! SO much blood!! What happened to you bhai??" Annie spoke while handing him a glass of water.
"Don't worry. Actually while coming from airport my taxi met with an accident and I was thrown out of the car while the glass pane got pierced in my hand, it was nothing serious and I didn't want to worry you all so I decided to tell you later, since anyway you guys were expecting me to be aboard on the plane, you would not have noticed. But eventually due to painkillers, I slept for almost 10-15 hours, obviously you all got worried when I didn't call you. You guys must be expecting my call from China?" Maan questioned.
"Maan don't you know anything?" Maan's Dad Abhimanyu questioned him.
"About what??"
"Maan, the flight which you were supposed to catch MH 370 has disappeared." He told him, showing him the latest updates on the news channel
"WHAATTT??? But how can a flight just disappear?? In this day and technology, how can a flight just disappear???" Maan questioned while he got Goosebumps thinking about the situation of his family. No wonder, they were so shattered. He rubbed Geet's arm who had already taken solace in his arms by then.
"We also don't know what happened but we were just sooo shocked." Pammi spoke in a choked voice, while Abhimanyu and Dev comforted her.
"Okay lets leave all this. Let Maan Bhai rest. He is injured and has just come from hospital." Vicky announced while everyone agreed.
"Maan take Geet also with you. I will send food for both of you upstairs. She hasn't eaten anything since yesterday." Pammi told Maan while he nodded and took Geet's hand escorting her to their room.
MAAN's ROOM
As soon as they reached their room, Geet just jumped in his arms and stared sobbing, almost wailing. While Maan just gathered her close completely understanding her condition. She was being strong downstairs for the family but he knew how much shaken she was.
That's true love, when words are not needed. Just one glimpse is enough to know about the other's emotions. And Maan could not even imagine how much shaken she must be.
After a while Geet composed herself and finally voiced out her emotions...
"Maan, you know... For a while, I thought... I thought... I would... lose you... But then I somewhere had faith in Babaji, I knew you would not break your promise, I just knew you would return to me... you would return to US!" Geet's voice got choked and Maan just picked her up and took her to bed gathering her in a tight hug.
"Shhh Jaan... I know!! Its over jaan... its all over!!" Maan consoled her. After a while, something clicked in his mind.
"What did you mean by US jaan?? Our family???" Maan questioned.
Geet got shy and slowly whispered in his ear- "Welcome back home... Dad" and hid her face in his chest.
Maan froze and just hugged her tighter. He was happy... no scratch that he was elated but at the same time he though of what if he was really in that flight, what if he was really in some god-knows-what situation, what if he actually never returned to get this wonderful news, what if he left Geet all alone in this world at this point of time, he shuddered at the possibility. He just thanked Babaji silently.
"Thank you Babaji. Thank you!!" Both of them whispered.
FIFTEEN DAYS LATER
Maan and Geet both were cuddled up in the comfort of their bed while watching the updates on the STILL absconding flight. Neither spoke a word but both of them had the same thing in mind... "What IF???"
Note from the writer : I don't intend to hurt anyone's feeling by this OS and its just my bottled up emotions since the time I saw this news. I can never imagine the situation these families must be going through but I just tried to think of a glimpse of it!! Please forgive me if I hurt anyone's emotions.
The Night...
Her head pounded with pain as she stirred in her sleep. An intoxicating fragrance filled her nostrils as she breathed in heavily. She was sweating due to the heat but wasn't able to open her eyes to place the source. A few seconds later, she tried to move but was pinned down by something heavy, forcing her into the mattress. Slowly she opened her eyes only to find herself in some other room, as she moved her eyes to the side she saw Maan wrapped around her with his arm thrown over her stomach and his head resting on her shoulder; his breath fanning her neck. A shiver ran down her spine as she realized where she was. With great difficulty, she tried to shake him off but was hardly able to move him given his huge body. She tried to remember about how she ended up with him, but she couldn't remember anything about the previous night but only her head pounded harder. Anger took over her; Geet put all her effort and got up pushing him off. His face hit against the pillow and his eyes flew open.
What the.. He mumbled looking around angrily but grinned sheepishly when he saw Geet standing at the side of the bed. The grin on his face confused her further but as she followed his gaze, she found herself to be dressed in a black shirt. A gasp escaped her lips as various fears crowded her mind. Maan rolled his eyes and thumped himself back on the bed. Geet looked at him in shock, his casual stance shocked her. Her eyes caught his bulging muscles as his hands flexed and that's when she realized, he was shirtless and she was wearing his shirt.
Maan.. She called out angrily but he didn't move. She called out to him a few more times but he wasn't listening to her. Fuming at his ignorance, Geet took the water jug on the side table and emptied it on his bare back. Water hit his back and he jolted out of his sleep, sitting up on the bed and glared at her.
What the f**k Geet.? Not a minute into your senses and you are back to your normal self. What the hell is this.? He said through his teeth. She looked at him fiercely and pointed at his shirt.
What the hell is this Maan.? She asked him.
Um, it's my shirt. He said innocently only to end up dodging the jug which she threw in his direction.
f**k.! Are you crazy.? Do you want to kill me or what.? He said getting off the bed and increasing the distance between them.
You moron, I am in no mood to tolerate your lame jokes.! Even I know it's your shirt. I mean, why the hell am I in your shirt.? What happened last night.? She asked pointing a finger in his direction.
Ohh that, well ask yourself. He casually admitted plopping himself on the bed.
I can't remember anything, that's the reason I am asking you. Geet sighed in frustration and sat on the nearby chair holding her head. Maan heard her innocent tone and much to her annoyance, laughed. She looked at him in disgust and marched towards the bed angrily. Maan at once saw her anger and stopped laughing. Geet's foot caught the end of the bed and before she could support herself, she stumbled towards the ground. His strong arm wound around her waist and she felt a soft surface hit her back. She opened her eyes to find Maan's face inches from hers and he was looking at her with a smirk covering his face, intently. His hand was tight around her waist, his legs pinning her bare ones down into the bed.
Maan, what are you doing.? Get your hands off me.! She thrived against him trying to push him off. Maan rolled his eyes at her efforts and tightened his hold on her. Her eyes widened at his advance but she couldn't push him off.
You know, I have to admit. I like you more when you are drunk, may be because you are less annoying and less innocent than you usually are. Maan said with a smile looking into her eyes. She narrowed her eyes listening to his words.
What do you mean.? I thought you disliked me the most, what changed that.? She asked still trying to struggle out of his hold. Maan chuckled hearing her cute complaining but only shook his head.
I thought so too Geet, but something has definitely changed from last night, I am liking you more. I think we should give each other a chance, let's date for a while. What's say.? He asked shamelessly. Geet looked at him in horror.
Who the hell do you think you are.? Well my views about you haven't changed even a bit, so I say you need to get lost and get yourself checked. Now let me go. Where are my clothes.? Geet barked at him pushing his hands away but couldn't even loosen his grip.
Well, unfortunately you tore away your clothes. As for letting you go, I am not sure if I want to do that even though you are screaming in my ear. I wish I could watch you getting drunk again and dance you ass off. Geet's eyes widened as she heard him talk. Tore away her clothes, where.?
What nonsense are you talking.? Tearing clothes.? Drunk.? She whispered with a horrified expression and a pale face.
Well yeah, you were sloshed last night and you literally tore your clothes away. Poor them, they were actually looking nice on you but I guess they had to meet an unfortunate end. Boy, I never could have imagined " The Perfect Geet Handa " getting sloshed and behaving the way you did. Who asked you to drink like an alcoholic the very first time and throw yourself at some random looser,? Idiot.! Maan looked at her, annoyed.
Maan, please tell me honestly what happened last night.? I can't remember anything and my head hurts. She said with tear clouding her eyes. His words were hitting her like whiplashes. She had never got drunk before and his words were scaring her like never before. Maan saw the trace of tears in her eyes and felt bad seeing her in that state.
Hey, relax. Back to basics are we.? Crying for everything.? Okay, so I was at the pub with my friends when I spotted you and you were literally throwing yourself on some random guy , I could make out that you were out of your senses and he being the ass hole he had to be was making full of the opportunity. As I have a fair idea of who your friends are I was quite taken aback to see you that way. His actions were not decent and you being sloshed were unaware of it, so I had to intervene. No matter how much I have always fought with you and disliked you, I wasn't about to let you stay with the guy any longer. When you saw me, you went kinda crazy and started shouting. The guy wasn't about to let you go so I had to get him off you and then you created another scene as we were coming out of the pub. You made me feel like a molester who is harassing you. I somehow got you in my car and strapped you in with all my efforts. You look skinny, but you definitely aren't light. I wasn't about to take you to HM in this state, so I just brought you here to the farmhouse. You weren't tired even after all the stunts you pulled up at the pub, even after coming here you danced around the house for an hour, I got tired chasing you. As for your clothes, I don't know what made you want to tear them away. When I spotted you, you were in the kitchen slicing your dress off. Finding no other option, I carried you to the room, changed your half torn dress and slept holding you with all my grip, in case you decide to run away again. Maan ranted and finally stopped with a sigh. Geet looked at him in shock, how could she even be that careless.? A tear lingered at the corner of her eyes which Maan spotted and slowly wiped it off. Somehow he guessed what was bothering her.
He didn't do anything to you Geet, you both were just dancing way too intimately but nothing beyond that. Maan clarified cupping her cheek and wiping the traces of her tears with his thumb. Geet searched his eyes for her answers and the honesty in them gave her some relief.
What were you doing there.? I thought you never went to pubs, so how did you go this time.? As I already mentioned, I was in for a shock when I saw you in the pub. Maan asked raising an eyebrow.
I went there with my friends because they were after me to join them. So I went with them and I don't know how I ended up getting drunk. I keep myself away from alcohol but this was surely someone's prank. What am I going to say to Mom and Dad.? They are probably going to be worrying where I am.. I should call them.. She hastily tried to get out of the bed but was held back by him.
Relax Geet, Ashima called Rano aunty and informed her that you are going to be at her place for the night. I asked her to do so looking at your not so appreciable state. They won't be expecting you anytime soon till the afternoon. Now we have to get you something for your headache, or else I will end up in one. Maan smirked and loosened his grip getting off her. She looked at him in admiration, was he the same irritating moron she was tolerating since years.? Maan got off the bed and retrieved something that lay on the ground. As he held it up in the air, Geet's widened in shock, it was her dress. Only remains of the dress were a few bits of it left. How drunk was she.? As she looked at the dress, his words came back to her.
Wait a minute, did you say you changed my dress.? What, why.? How could you.? She sat up on the bed shooting daggers at him.
Well, trust me. If you found yourself in this dress, you would be running behind me with a knife. Honestly, no matter how sexy you looked in that torn dress, but you would end up having a fit if you saw yourself in torn clothes next to me. You might as well get me locked up charging for molesting you. Thank me I had the courtesy to change your dress than letting you roam half naked in that not so appropriate dress of yours. Maan glared back at her. As his words hit her she realized he was actually right and she reacted unnecessarily. She saw him moving towards the door and no matter how much she hated it, she had to thank him.
Thank You Maan. I am grateful to you for what you did for me last night. I know we aren't the best of friends but whatever you did was way beyond what I could have thought off. Sorry about my reaction. Geet apologized reluctantly. Maan's smile became wider hearing her talk.
Geet, I know we aren't very good friends even though we know each other since our childhood but I wouldn't leave you alone if you were in trouble. I know you don't have a very good opinion about me and neither did I until last night but I am not that bad. No matter how much I disliked you and ignored you while we were small doesn't mean I am not human. As I said something changed last night and somehow I love it. You aren't in a state to think right now, I think you should freshen up give all of it another thought. You are probably going to need your privacy, so I will step out and get you something to fix your headache. Maan smiled and left the room leaving behind a confused Geet. How would he suddenly change in one night.? What was he talking about anyway.? Though they knew each other since many years, never had he been so sweet to her. She always was nice to him but he would never reciprocate and eventually she gave on being nice to him. Geet got up from the bed with her head throbbing with pain. As she entered the washroom and got a glimpse of herself in the floor length mirror on the wall. Her eyes were blood red due to the hangover, her hair looked untidy due to all the stunts she pulled up last night. Maan's shirt hung from her shoulders, covering most of her bare thighs but somehow it made her shy. She was sleeping with him in his shirt and yet she hadn't run away yet. She froze in shock as she looked at her lips in the mirror; they were swollen. It didn't take her long to imagine what could have happened which resulted in her lips being swollen. Fuming in anger, she marched out of the room looking for him. She spotted him in the kitchen making lime water. Her already flared up anger shot up a notch higher as she looked at him casually working as if nothing happened. He hadn't even bothered mentioning it. Marching towards him she turned him around yanking him by his shoulder. Her hands pulled at his collar fiercely. Maan stumbled for a minute but quickly recovered.
Did we kiss.? She asked through her teeth. Maan's lips quirked up into a smirk and it was enough for her to know. With all her might, she pushed him away but wasn't successful as his hands snaked around her waist and he balanced himself holding her.
How dare you Maan.? What else did you do.? Is that why you brought me here.? She asked pulling him by his collar again and glared at him. Before she could even realize the words that left her mouth, his mouth came crashing against hers. She struggled to push him away but his grip on her waist only got tighter. His other hand held her by her head while his lips dominated her efforts. Her back hit the wall as he trapped her between the wall and his rock hard chest. Her struggles continued but nothing helped as couldn't push him off or break the kiss. Her bit her lip harshly making her gasp. After a few more seconds of struggle and assault, Maan broke the kiss and glared at her.
Looks like the only way to shut you up is kiss you. As for why I brought you here, since you seem to have a problem with it, I guess I should have left you with that asshole. You might as well have loved waking up next to him in his bed, eh.? You surely seem to enjoy his intimacy more than mine. Coming to why I kissed you, do you have any idea what nonsense you were talking last night.? You were constantly blabbering and the only way I could think of to shut you up was just kiss you right there. It might have been wrong, but who told you to kiss me back.? Its convenient how you don't seem to remember anything you did, I had broken the kiss once you zipped it but then it was you who pulled me back into it. I still didn't take an advantage of it and before I broke it, you passed out. Do you have any idea how wild you are.? Now, if you are done with your nonsense, take the lime water over there and cool yourself down. Hopefully we can have a talk after you have calmed down. Maan glared at her and at once left waist, leaving her shocked.
And yes, sorry about both the kisses. Both were without your consent. I enjoyed both but still they were wrong. I never thought I was ever going to say this to you, but I really do like you somehow, god knows why and how it happened but it just did. Maan said and walked out of the kitchen. She stared at his back as he exited the kitchen, sipping his coffee. Her heart pounded against her chest from his kiss. How could she pull him back into the kiss.? Stumbling towards the counter, she tried remembering about last night, but she could hardly. Gulping down the drink in one go, she touched her swollen lips. As her words hit her back guilt ran through her. She knew Maan all her life and yet she hurled such accusations at him. What if he never came to her rescue, she might have found herself in a worse situation. As she entered the living room, she saw him sprawled across the sofa engrossed in the TV. Unable to call out to him, she stood in front of him trying to grab his attention. He looked up at her and raised his eyebrows in confusion.
Sorry about what I said in the kitchen. I should have known better than that. It won't happen again.! She said meekly. Maan just laughed looking at her face. Never in all these he had found her this adorable, but she was constantly charming him.
I don't mind if it happens again. I like the idea of shutting you up. Maan commented naughtily and the smile disappeared off Geet's face. Grabbing the pillow from the couch next to her, she ran towards him. Maan's eyes widened and he jumped off the couch running towards the other direction. Geet too followed him and ran behind him but before she could catch up to him, her foot caught the chair near the table and she lost her balance falling on the ground with a yelp.
Geet, are you okay.? She heard him call from the other room. He had already ran into the other room trying to dodge her. Maan came running into the dining space and spotted her on the ground. Much to her annoyance, he laughed hard. Soon his smile disappeared and she found him looking at her intently.
Will you stop being a jerk for once and help me up.? She said extending her hand to him for help. Saying nothing, he strode towards her and wordlessly picked her up into his arms. Geet gasped as his hands touched her bare skin, it sent a jolt down her spine. She was about to protest but his one look was enough to silence her, he mentioned he liked shutting her up. She saw him staring at her admiringly as he carried her to the room and placed her gently on the bed. Much to her surprise, he took a seat in front of her and took her hand in his.
Enough of jokes Geet, I really want to say this and I want you to listen to me once without any nonsense. I agree I have been a jerk to you all my life. We never got the chance to know each other well enough to be friends. I regret it. I don't know what happened last night but I want things to be better between us. As they say, something's just take you by surprise and this is surely one of it. I am not being a jerk, but truly yesterday was the best night of my life. I don't know why, but it just was; because of you. I have never been into such craziness but last night was different, since you were around. I got to know the real you whom I never knew before. Whatever I saw about you last night, I love it. I want to give us a chance, if not anything else, at least as friends as I understand you may not feel the same way as I do. But I did notice, I make you nervous. That's something I really liked but I don't wish to intimidate you so I hope it's for a good reason and not something else. I guess that's all, unbelievable how much I have leant to talk in one night. Take care of your leg, there is spray in the cabinet in the washroom, just spray your leg in case you sprained something. Also, there is packet for you on the couch. They are fresh clothes as your dress is already into pieces as for my shirt, well I guess you have a problem handling clothes. You seem to love tearing clothes, my shirt seems to have met the same end. Maan smiled and got off the bed. She stared at his back open mouthed. Was he the same Maan she knew for years.? His words about his shirt caught her attention and that's when she saw it, her shirt was half torn near her waist, hanging off the other edge. That's how she felt his touch. Her eyes caught him standing at the door with his back to her.
Another thing I failed to mention, you don't know how gorgeous you look wearing my shirt. It makes you look extraordinarily sexy. You truly are gorgeous Geet. He complimented her and left the room. Geet looked at the empty door way and felt warmth covering her cheeks; she was blushing. His earnest compliments made her blush. A smile crept up her face as she remembered his words. Maan smiled looking at her from a distance, she was smiling and blushing because of him and it was enough to make him happy. The Night was in their destiny and it was their destiny..
EPILOGUE..
His hand travelled up her back while his lips consumed hers. Her hands were locked around his neck pulling him more into the kiss. His hands swiftly undid the hook of her choli, pulling her out of their heaven. Geet gasped into the kiss and pulled on his hair, trying to break the kiss. His hand traced patterns on her bare back while his lips traced her lower lip sensually.
Maan, what are you doing.? It's our engagement, damn it. Everyone must be looking for us..Stop it. She spoke against his lips pulling him back by his hair. He smiled a goofy grin and nodded in a no, dipping his head in the crook of her neck. Blood rushed to her face as she felt him peeling the choli off her shoulders. His other hand was around her waist, squeezing it and sending ripples of sensations through her body. His lips brushed across the skin of her shoulders and her hands fisted in his hair when she felt his teeth nipping her skin.
Maan, please.! She hissed and she felt his smile along her skin. Jerk, he was enjoying her plight.
What can I do when you look so yummy.? I can't help it. It's your fault that you are exposing so shamelessly and seducing your innocent fianc. Maan mumbled along her skin still placing open mouthed kisses on her exposed skin. Geet's mouth dropped open at his comment. Geet put her hands on his chest and pushed him away slightly and narrowed her eyes at him.
Innocent.? You.? Shameless and me.? Well, in that case I should try to spoil you, shouldn't I my innocent fiance.? Geet asked batting her eye lashes. Maan looked at her in intently as he noticed a naught glint in her eyes. His eyes widened as he saw her pushing her dupatta off her shoulders and in another swift movement pushing her choli off her body which only hung on her body by her shoulders. He stood frozen at his spot as she stood in front of him boldly. Geet raised an eyebrow at him but he didn't make any move. Laughing at his expressions, she closed the distance between them and hugged him by his waist pressing herself against him. A few months earlier, she couldn't even imagine being this close to him but it all changed after that one night, it was all for good. Maan had really changed after that night and she couldn't help but accept his advances. Soon love found them and they were both helplessly in love now. With their parents being the best of friends, it was all easy. After 7 months of dating, it was finally their engagement today. Geet looked up to find him lost, he was looking at her admiringly. Geet knew exactly what was going through his mind. Reaching up to his face, she gently pressed her lips to his assuring him of her being okay. The kiss brought him out of his thoughts and he pulled her tight against his chest, wrapping his arms around her bare skin.
You didn't have to do this baby, I was only joking. Maan said slowly caressing her bare back. Geet giggled. He was finally back to his senses. His arms around her tightened.
Maan, I love you. She said lovingly and placed a kiss over his heart.
I love you too baby. But no matter how much I love you, I don't think I will be able to take it any longer if you remain like this for another second. You don't know how hard it is to control, I don't want to end up losing it. I have no clue what I might end up doing.Maan said pressing his lips to her soft hair and taking in her scent. It was delicious.
Well, I would like to know what you can do if you lose your control. Geet said seductively looking at him and tracing a finger down his jaw. Maan's eyes widened at her words and he took in a sharp breath when she pressed herself more into him. The confidence in her eyes was astonishing.
Whatever happened to my shy Geet. He said snaking her hands around her waist pulling her closer.
Let's forget about her for a while. Geet said pulling him into a kiss by his neck much to his surprise. Passion took over them the moment their lips met and the passionate kiss soon turned to raw passion pushing them off the edges of their senses. It was their love, it knew no bounds by now.
Geet Maan Singh Khurana sat on the couch in her bedroom shocked and broken as her husband walked out of the room banging the door hard. His words were still ringing in her ears, "I can't believe that I even thought that you ever loved me." Tears rolled down her hazel eyes as she took those words in her. Six months of married life and there they stand. He doubted that she ever loved him. It was hardly a year back that she met her Mr. Right, Maan Singh Khurana in a friend's wedding. A few girls vs boys games and then just like that they clicked. By the end of the wedding they both had each others mobile numbers. A week later Maan asked her out, their first date. He seemed to be an alright-guy. Maan worked as a mechanical engineer in a famous multinational automobile company in Gurgaon. He was charming, handsome, sexy, not-so-talkative types which was better considering the fact that she could fill his part of the cup too. His eyes twinkled everytime they met hers. As their meetings continued Geet felt like she could drown in the warmth of those earnest eyes. The best thing about Maan was that he was not too showy. It was only later from a common friend on FB that she came to know that Maan actually belonged to the Khurana family, the industrial leaders. Geet had done her internship in one of their companies. Not that she didn't have a reputation of herself. She was also working in an ad-agency as one of the Creative head in Delhi itself. Though born in a typical middle class Punjabi-Delhi family, Geet's dad had brought her up like a princess and she had it all the grace, beauty and poise of a princess and of course a heart of gold.
Geet knew that Maan was a mechanical engineer and Khuranas were mostly builders. What she didn't understand was why Maan would take up the job of an engineer when he had the chance of becoming the boss himself. She even asked this to him and the reply left her speechless escalating the respect that she already had for this man. Maan said with a faint smile, "I don't want anything in a short-cut. I want to earn it. The day I feel I can lead I would start my own wing in auto" And so they became closer sharing things that they had never done before with anyone..getting closer to each other more than anyone else in the world. Maan adored Geet's innocence. She was sensible, kind, loving, caring yet nave at the same time. Being with her was like being in a twisted roller-coaster. You never knew when next "jhatka" comes. Maan who had a monotonous life enjoyed this uncertainty with Geet. He was mesmerized by the different shades in her character and he knew that he would want this excitement all his life. And so it happened after 3 months of dating, well in a not-so-romantic-but-cute way.
They were departing after watching the movie "Ek thi daayan" with their friends. Since it was too late, Maan was supposed to drop Geet at home. It was 10:45 and the last metro was arriving at the Nehru Place station. Maan took Geet through the emergency stairs and just before a split of second the doors were about to close, he got her in. The compartment was empty. They stood their panting and laughing at their last moment adventure. Maan was about to sit on the long empty seat when Geet made her demand, "Maan wo corner wali jagah pe chalo na waha bethenge". Now in a metro, if you sit/stand on the place where two compartments join, you would feel extra bumpy on every single turn. It would feel like a cradle.
Maan : waha kyu, abhi to seat khaali he..
Geet : phir bhi waha bethne ka mazaa nhi ayega na. jhula jhulte jayenge. Chalo ab ap..
Maan rolled his eyes and followed her; There was no point in arguing with her when she was in form. They stood opposite each other resting their backs on the soft wall of the train. There was a pleasant silence lingering around. They were looking at each other lost when suddenly the announcement tone started in the train. Both looked away. Geet cleared her throat took an effort to talk in order to ease the situation, "waise ap mujhe station tak drop krte to bhi chal jaata. Saath me aney ki kya zarurat thi? Itni der ho gyi. Apko bhi to ghar jaana he"
Maan : saath le jaane ko bola he to raaste me kaise akela chhod du tumhe?
Both of them looked at each others eyes. They knew that their words had deeper meaning.
Geet : lekin destination to alag he na..
Maan : agar tum kaho to destination bhi same ho jayega..aur ha tab bhi me pure raaste tumhara saath dunga..
Geet :ap..kehna kya chahte he?
Maan looked away and then turned to her with that sly smirk. He sat there on his knee and asked, "Mujhse shaadi karogi Geet?"
Before she could reply the train bent on a curvy path and she lost balance and she shriekded, "oh nooo..." She landed straight on his thigh. Maan lost his balance due to the sudden weight, and sat on the floor with Geet on his lap. It was chaos for a few seconds and then they looked at each other and laughed. Geet kissed on his cheek, "kab shaadi karenge ap mujhse?"
Maan : kyu tumhara jawab bhi usi pe depend hota he?
She wacked him still sitting on his lap, "uffoo ap bhi na.."
Maan : me kya?
She shied as he looked intently into her eyes and leaned over gently. His grip around her waist tightened and they kissed in that deserted train. The rest was, as they say, history. Their families met. Everybody was happy and then they got engaged and were about to be married in three months. Everything was perfect till that moment, like a fairy tale.
Maan didn't live in his mansion as it was too far from his office. He lived in his apartment. Geet wanted to go to his apartment soo... much when she came to know that Maan actually wanted them to live in his apartment alone after their marriage. That's how Maan sent the pics of his apartment in watsapp to her. There, at that point ended the dreamy fairy tale sequence when Geet saw that the witch had already casted the spell on her. There was one pic of Maan where he sat with his best buddies. There were five of them. 3 of them were huge and two were small. Geet went pale and cold seeing them. She remembered Maan had earlier asked her if she liked pets and she said she loved them. She had a gold fish and she loved it a lot. That's why she told him that she loved it a lot. But this five canines almost hugging Maan all around made her feel weak at the knees. Were they lying on the same bed which she was supposed to share with him??
OMG!!! Maan, her Mr. Right was a dog-lover and she was a CYANOPHOBIC!!! She wanted to faint but she didn't feel like it. She felt nauseated but couldn't vomit. Hell, she wanted to scream and run away from the reality but all she could do was sit and stare at the picture of Maan and his five canine friends. Dexter-the Labrador, Caesar- the German Shepherd, Robin- the Golden Retriever, Tiger-The Dachshund, and Lucy- the Pug. They all looked like one big happy family. Fear gripped her body like a tornado whooshing away a multi-storied building. The five beasts were roaming literally like hungry-dogs around her dream of a perfect married life with her man. She could imagine herself and Maan in each others arm on a paradise like meadow in beautiful church wedding attire. Maan was about to kiss her and Geet was about to throw her bouquet. As soon as he closed in on her , she saw that Lucy caught her bouquet with her mouth. Geet snapped out of her weird dream.
Geet :nhi..meri shaadi me ye nhi hoga..waise bhi humari shaadi me ye sab hota to nhi he. Thank God..lekin agey ka kya?? Shaadi ke baad me us ghar un kutto ke saath..kaise rhungi?? Nhi mujhe Maan ko kehna padega..me ye sab nhi jhel paungi..
Just then her phone rang and it was Maan. Geet picked up determined to say the truth that she was a cyanophobic!! She can't even tolerate the sight of one weak dog let alone living with five giant beasts.
Maan : did u see the pics Mishty?
Geet : yes
Maan : kaisa he?
Geet : lovely!!
Maan : I knew it!! I knew it you would like them. Tumne to pehle hi kaha tha that you love pets. Aur me aivayi pareshan tha. They r my babies Geet. They are like part of my family. Pata he why I don't live in the mansion. Dadima ko pets ache nhi lagte. She is sort of hygene conscious u knw..(chuckles)That's why I decided to move out. Yeha me apne tarikey se reh skta hu. More space. Bas ye dar tha ki tumhe problem na ho.. Now I'm the happiest man in the world. And I bet, these kids are gonna love my Mishty..
Geet on other hand closed her eyes tightly trying to block the image of the five kids(!!) licking on her face. And then within a matter of time it happened, the wedding. A perfect jolly wedding. It had all the masti and dhamaal of a punjabi wedding. Maan was there every moment supporting her and cherishing every moment..be it the sneak-peek during haldi and mehandi or the playfullness during jaimala, the way he took the vows with seven pheras, the elegance with which he tied the mangalsutra, the gentleness with which he applied th sindur on her forehead. She was overwhelmed by his love that she wished her life just remained trapped in those golden moments. Well there were some other reasons too for that wish. As Savitri Devi hated dogs, no animals were allowed in the premises of the mansion or the premises where the grand reception took place. Geet knew that till they lived in the mansion, she was safe. But in the joy of the moment she had forgotten all about the impending crisis and enjoyed the whole ceremony to the fullest.
The happy moments were replaced with anxiety moments once they entered their room after all the ceremonies. They were really famished after all the waking up at nights and following commands from all directions. Geet got rid of her heavy clothes and finally felt relieved. Maan was in his black vest and tracks. He was walking on the balcony making some call. Geet waited patiently on their bed with anticipation and a bit of shyness. Maan came back with a smile.
Geet : itni raat ko bhi log wish kr rhe he?
Maan(smirking) : wow,lagta he Mrs. Khurana fultu suhaag raat mode me he. Waise I expected ki tum ghungat odke mera intezar karogi..
Geet : uffo Maan..usme itni garmi lag rhi thi mujhe..aur ap bhi to phne pe the..kaha hero style me meri taraf aa rhe the.
Maan: Mishty call mene kiya. Wo mere kiddus ke barey me pata kr rha tha..
Geet : kaun?
Maan : arey unko waha dog hostel me chhod kar aya hu. Bechare would b missing me..wo Gopal keh rha tha ki khana bhi sahi se nhi khaya. Phir phone pakda ke meri awaaz sune tab jake maan gaye.
Geet gulped hearing that. Again the fears that were buried in her mind resurfaced. She smiled weakly and tried to change the topic.
Geet : Maan...ap abhi bhi time waste kr rhe ho..
Maan looked at her surprised and moved towards her raising his eyebrows. Geet looked away shied. Maan smirked and pounced on her for a wild night. The first one month went in the honey-moon and family rituals. Another two months passed, and Geet still maintained that she had to spent some more time in Maan's family and try for a transfer. In reality she never forwarded the application for her transfer. Four months after the marriage, Maan was really exhausted. The travel and the demanding job was taking a toll on him. He was working on a new project and had to stay back for long. It was affecting their lives. They hardly got time for each other. Geet would make one excuse or the other whenever he mentioned the topic of shifting.
Maan : Mishty, is baar I'm really serious. Khan ko bola he mene waha ghar ki safai wagera sahi se kr le. Tumhara samaan waha leke a jayega. Office ke baad tum seedhe humare flat me jaogi.
Geet : Maan, ye kya baat hui. Aise thodi hota he. Ap bas apne man ke krte hon mujse to nhi pucha.
Maan : Mishty tension lene ki koi baat nhi he. Maid ke liye bhi bol rakha he. We vl manage evrything 2gether.
Geet : baat manage krne ki nhi he. Waha akele flat me mera mann nhi lagega
Maan : akeli kaha me hu na
Geet : apko kaam se fursat kaha?
Maan : tabhi bol rha hu. Paas rahenge office se to zyada time spend krenge saath me.
Geet : aur mere office ka kya? apka bas chale ap pura din office me rahenge. Me akeli sad jaungi! Nhi ana mujhe..
Maan : Geet bachpana bandh kro..wahi humara ghar he.
Geet : bachpana hi sahi mujhe nhi ana nhi ana nhi ana..
Maan sighed. He knew she wont budge at any cost.
Maan : theek he! Mat ao tum. Par me aj shaam ko wahi ja rha hu, humare flat me.
Geet looked at him with complaining eyes, "ap mujhe chhod kar jayenge? Ye kya baat hui? Shaadi krke 2 din nhi hue ap ye."
Maan pulled her closer and wrapped his hands around her waist.
Maan : chup bilkul chup!! Mera bas chale to me tumse ek pal ke liye bhi dur na jau..par Geet this is just nt gonna work. Isliye mene soha that I will stay at our flat on weekdays and come home on weekends Saara weekend tumhare naam.
Geet hugged him tightly, " I'm sorry Maan"
Maan: oohh shona tum kyu sorry keh rhi ho. Tumhari galti thodi na he. Just a few days aur phir hum koi na koi solution nikaal lenge.
Geet kissed on his chest and Maan on her forehead. They remained in each others embrace assuring each other silently. The fifth month went like that. Maan's kiddos were back from the dog's hostel. He went to office and stayed in the apartment on weekdays and rushed to his Mishty on weekends. And finally Maan decided to sort it out himself. He is the Maan Singh Khurana, after all. He could make people do things. He moved his cards in Geet's office and contacted her project head.
Maan : Dekhiye Mr. Roy, Geet Khurana ki posting jitni jaldi ho jaye Gurgaon wale office me kara dijiye. I don't understand why you are making such a delay!
Roy : but sir how could you its delayed when we never got any such request..Infact Mrs. Khurana se mene kaafi baar kaha he that she should go and handle the Gurgaon clients. They are tough people and she is the one who can do a much better job there. But she said her family wants her to be in Delhi.
Maan : umm..well actually I want to support her career as well. So make arrangements for relieving her and shifting her to Gurgaon.
Roy : definitely..
Maan fumed as he thought of his wife's lie. What was even more frustrating that he couldn't find a reason why she would do this to him. He took his car and drove straight to the mansion. He stormed into the house. The servants saw his foul mood and tried to hide themselves. He pushed opened the door of his bedroom and roared, "Geeett...!!!"
Geet looked at him surprised, "aj to thursday he phir ap yeha.."
Maan snapped, "kyu bura lag rha he tumhe ki me tumhare paas hu?"
Geet "ap ye kya bol rhe he? Mujhe bura kyu lagega?"
Maan came near her and pinned her to the wall, "phir kyu..kyu kiya tumne aisa Geet? Itna bada jhut! Dhoka?"
Geet clinched as his proximity was intimidating her, "ap kya keh rhe he?"
Maan : batao Geet tum ye ghar chhod kar mere saath kyu nhi ana chahti?"
Geet : Maan aisi baat nhi he..
Maan : phir tumne jhut kyu kaha apne transfer ke barey me?
Realisation dawned upon her.
Geet : ap mere office gaye the?
Maan pulling her closer, "mere sawaal ka jawab do Geet!"
Geet : wo me..
Maan : kya tum huh? Bata kyu nhi deti ki tuhe is bade ghar aur naukar chakar ki aadat lag gayi he..tumhe Maan se nhi, Maan Singh Khurana se pyar ho gaya tha...paagal to me tha, jo ye sab pehchaan nhi saka..bewakuf to me tha ki tumhari asliyat dekh hi nhi paya..
Geet : Maan pls meri baat..
Maan : bas!! I can't believe that I even thought that you ever loved me. Aur ek baat dhyaan se suno..tumhe is alishan ghar se is luxury se pyar he na..to tum yehi rho..lekin me humare..mere flat me rahunga!! Aj ke baad tumhari shaqal tak mere saamne mat laana
He left her and turned his back.
Geet : to bas itna hi he humara saath?
Maan : haa! Nhi rehna he mujhe tumhare saath!!! Samjhi tum?
And he stormed out of his rooma dn the mansion. He took his jeep and went out.
Geet sat on the bed broken and shaken. Her simple fear had risked her happy married life. If only she had told him the truth earier, things wouldn't have gone bad. But she was afraid of losing him, afraid of disappointing him. He didn't think before leaving his dadi just to live his pets. Would he marry her if she told him earlier that she was a cyanophobic.
Geet : nhi..me is choti wajah se apne Maan ko nhi kho sakti..apne pyar ko nhi kho sakti. Agar mujhe apne pyar ko paane ke liye apne darr ko kaabu krna he to wo hi sahi.
She resolved to over come her fears and took her purse and left. She kept her mobile back and took some essential change of clothes in her tote bag.
Maan was disappointed at himself for shouting on his Mishty. This was their first ever big fight after marriage. Maan knew he lost his temper beyond limits. He never lost control himself like this but with his Mishty everything was beyond limits. He went to the forest for camping. Two days passed. Maan came to his apartment. Tiger and Robin jumped on his lap happily. Caesar and Dexter sat on the ground near his feet. Lucy sat opposite sulking. Maan smiled looking at them and caressed them. He casually checked his phone and found 56 missed calls from dadima. He immediately called back.
Maan : kya hua dadi? Apne itni baar call kiya
Dadi : Maan, Geet kaha he?
Maan : kaha he matlab? Wahi he ghar pe
Dadi : apke sath?
Maan : nhi dadi mansion me hi to he.
Dadi : waah bete waah! Apko ye bhi yaad he ki apki shaadi hui he!
Maan : ap kehna kya chahti he dadima?
Dadi : jis ladki ko ap shaadi krke saath janam saath me jeene ki kasam khake layi wo do din se laapata he
Maan : common dadi, laapata? Gayi hogi apne maaike! Thoda fight hua tha
Dadi : wo to mujhe laga hi fight hi wajah hogi. And for your kind information, Geet apne maike bhi nhi he. Mene puch liya he. In fact hum sab uski talaash me he aur apko to pata hi nhi ki kya chal rha he
Now Maan was worried. He knew that Geet was impulsive but he never had any idea how she would react if he kept himself unavailable for her. His heart beat rose. His forehead started sweating in spite of the AC.
Maan : dadima ap fiqar mat kariye. I will bring her back safely.
Dadi : you better do that!
Maan didn't know what to do. He called his friend in the police department, Karan and asked him to trace Geet's phone or any ATM transaction. Her phone was left in the mansion itself but Karan located the last ATM transaction from Geet's card. It was from Gautum Nagar near ring road. Maan looked at his kiddos and asked them to get on duty. He reached Gautum Nagar and gave Geet's scarf for sniffing and signalled them to follow the scent. He trusted them and followed his pets. They lead him through a busy market and crossed a park to a much calmer residential area. At a corner there was an institue, actually a help-centre. "ANTIPHOBIA CLINIC" Maan was taken aback. Why would Geet be here??
The guard stopped his dogs from entering the premises and he had to leave them in the car. There were various departments in the centre. But as Maan reached near the anticyanophobic centre a familiar shriek hit his ears like bullets. His body became alert and he sighed, " Geet.." He didn't wait for nay permission and barged into the room. A girl was running towards him She wasn't seeing him because she was looking backwards where three cute little dogs were running towards her. The shrieking girl came running and collided with his chest. Maan secured her in his embrace and she hugged him back as if she was sticking to her life. No words or sight were needed. She knew that she had reached the home of her heart. She hugged him tightly and he cocooned her in his embrace. Oh and the dogs chasing her now looked baffled. Maan shooed them away and they ran back.
Maan : kaha chali gayi thi? Tumen to sabko dara diya..
Geet : sorry Maan..wo mujhe dhyaan nhi rha. Me to bas humari shaadi ko bachane ki koshish kr rhi thi
Maan (surprised) : kisko bachane ki?
Geet : huamri shaadi. Apne kaha tha na ki ap meri shaqal nhi dekhna chahte..
Maan(smiled) : Mishty gussey me tha..is liye kuch bol gaya. I'm sorry..I had no idea ki tum meri baat ka itna bura maan jaogi.
Geet : me apko khona nhi chahti..
Maan : par Geet uske liye antiphobia centre me akey chipne ki kya zarurat thi?
Geet : me chup nhi rhi thi. Me to training le rhi thi
Maan : training? Kis baat ki?
Geet : wo..Maan..wo mujhe..mujhe kutto se bohat darr lagta he. Bachpan me kuch gali ke kutto ne mujhe cheda tabse aisi hu. Mere haath per kaap jatey he. Me chahkar bhi tolerate nhi kr paati hu aur apke ghar me.. mera matlab he humare ghar me 5 kuttey..me..me kaise jiyungi.
Maan : aur isi liye tum ghar ana nhi chahti thi..
She nodded her head and hid her face on his chest. Maan smiled and paated her back.
Maan : Mishty ek baar mujhe bol diya hota..
Geet : ap unse pyar krte he. Me kaise alag kar skti hu apko?
He kissed on her cheeks and pecked on her rosy lips.
Maan : shona, mene kaha na jo bhi baat ho hum mil kar handle karenge. Ab chale
Geet : hmm
Maan : waise jab me aya to ye dogs tumhare peeche kyu the?
Geet : woo..yeha training chal rhi thi. Pata he Maan pehle they were giving classes with soft toys of dogs. Aur achanak ek perfume diya and kaha now dogs will like this smell. Apka test he. They will come near and you have to toucht hem. Batao ab asli dog aur soft toys me faraq hota he na. me dar gayi aur me bhaag gayi..aur wo dogggies mere peeche peeche a gaye..
Maan laughed out loud hearing her escapades.
Geet : ha ha has lo ap mujhpe..
He held her closer, "Mishty kisi janwar se pyar krna aise bandh kamre me class leke nhi seekh skte"
Geet : phir?
By the time they reached near the car and all the five buddies were eager to greet their Master and his lady love. They were about to pounce on Geet when Maan stopped them.
Maan : nhi bachoo..nhi Mishty se dur..peeche peeeche...
And they backed off wagging their tails. All of them were giving curious looks to Geet and she couldn't help but smile.
Maan : inhi maharathiyo ne tumhe dhundne me meri madat ki
Geet : ohhh, thank you dosto.. ( she waved her hand)
Maan :acha, dost bhi ban gaye
Geet : ha lekin dur se.
Maan made all the dogs sit on the back seat. He took care that nobody went near Geet. Geet sat like a statue throughout the ride. Maan tried to hide his smile.
And so the evil spell of the witch was removed as the prince kissed his princess and the true love solved all their problems. In this case, Maan made special arrangements once they were back to the apartment. He made a separate doghouse near the balcony and made them live there. The entry of dogs into their bedroom was restricted until Geet gets comfortable with them. Initially Maan took care of every need of the dogs. But then slowly yet steadily Geet started to form a strange bond with them. She started watching from a distance as Maan fed them or played with them and then slowly she too joined them. But she would still shriek like one day while playing Maan was nudging her earlobe and Caeser tried to imitate him by licking her other earlobe. And Geet ran after Maan, "Maaannn.. apne jaan pucke in bacho ke saamne ye kiya.."
Maan : arey Geet mene kya kiya, ye hi nikamme he..mujhe apni biwi se pyar hi nhi krne dete..
Geet : ab blame un ebcharo par daal do..
Maan : lo ban gayi madam ki team..
Geet : aur ap kis team me?
Maan : arey me to humesha hi team MISHTY!!!
And they lived happily ever after...
Maan singh khurana, the mighty businessman & proud owner of the Khurana constructions, was making his way on his usual adventurous journey to Hoshiyarpur, another wild life trip for his camping activities, to spent some free time with nature, he always was a lover of nature, always had been one. So, whenever he got any free time , he used to spent it with his beloved nature, because for him nothing was more calm and peaceful than nature and nothing was more beautiful than nature when it came to soothing his aching heart, specially after the betrayal he had faced in the form of sameera , he had completely lost his trust on the species called woman, no woman could affect him the way now as sameera had in the past and no woman will be able to do it because now he knew that woman meant only destruction and pain and he was not at all interested in re-visiting the painful journey once more, his life was well planned and organized in a strict manner, and would remain the same after all if those vile creatures will be away from him , then the betrayal will be also far away, there was no chance it would happen again with him, he would not let it happen with him again, yes, he would guard his heart against the vile species of woman, who have nothing to offer but pain and betrayal, no sameera , or any other woman for that matter would now be able to hurt him the way he had been in the past. Determined not to ruin his mood by thinking about the past his jeep made way inside the deep road that lead to his favorite place , yes a calm river side. After few minutes he stopped his engine and stepped down from the vehicle, only few paths away was the beautiful place that now deserved his full attention rather than his painful past, or woman. Grabbing his tent bag and other supplies he was now on his legs walking towards his desired direction. He had blocked his heart from all the feelings of love and belonging, only the feel to feel the nature was in his mind now, so, inhaling nature's sweet scent he made his way towards his destination, completely unaware that another destiny, in the form of love was awaiting him.'
Geet handa, hadn't had a chance to bathe after her heavy chores, and she was hell tired and as dirty as a rag. She wanted to take a bathe before but then thought of delaying it for later as her household chores took hold of her and now as she was free as a bird what was better than taking an hour long break and a chilled bathe in her favorite river, enjoying the fresh nature and breeze which made her all the more happy and jittery , yes her love for nature, her closeness to nature was the only thing that made her happy, orphaned at an early age, she was a mere servant in the thakur's haveli and thakurain was kind hearted enough to keep her, she was happy in her own world, hearing stories about the prince charming coming for his princess was a far fetched dream for her as no sane person will marry her, she believed that she was not worthy enough for anybody to have her in their life, a mere village orphan girl , a servant can't be any man's dream man. Thus she had thrown those romantic notions long back about prince charming. So, finally ending her chores for the day she made her way towards her destination. The place was safe, as she had been coming since childhood so she knew it was safe and moreover the villagers or any other person for that matter never went so deep inside the forest to get in that place, but she had founded it secretly. It was her secret heaven, only made for her by mother nature, visiting that place always made her happy and gay.'
A thrill passed through her body, as she striped from her clothes and slowly dipped into the cool water naked.'
Playing, giggling she turned round and round with the water, sprinkling here and there, completely unaware about her destiny who was making his way towards her.'
A sharp movement, some strange noise caught his attention some splashing and then giggling, omg giggling sound. Who could be here at this moment he thought slowly making his way forward , peeking from beside a tree.'
He saw the woman, yes, he saw her.'
Oh, my Gosh , he never blinked after watching that exotic sight in front of him.'
The exotic beauty as naked as a water fairy had just emerged out of the river , with water droplets shinning just like little diamonds from her face to her gorgeous body as she was staring at the nature with warm doe filled eyes.'
He was shocked to the core, as he tried to control his erratic breathing and his quick hardness that came as soon as he had laid his eyes on her Sangemarmar beauty.' Yes, she was his sangemarmar beauty, made for him to love and cherish.'
Suno Na Sangemarmar Ki Yeh Minaarein, Kuch Bhi Nahi Hai Aage Tumhare
He believed she would taste as exotic and as sweet as a honey too, as his eyes roamed and glided on her heavenly body, those peaks, pink and luscious were ready to be only devoured by him, those soft petals were only for him to be sucked till eternity. The sangemarmar beauty was only made for him to be loved and cherished by him, yes she was his and his only. He wanted her , yes and how much that he never knew he needed her like a thirsty man who was dying without a drop of water and his condition was the same. He had fallen head over heels for her, unknown to her , unknown to him he had fallen for the sangemarmar beauty in front of him. And it was time he should make his presence known known to her. As he tip toed silently while dripping his clothes on the way, and dipped inside the river from the back, her sangemarmar beauty was enjoying the calmness of the nature completely unaware about her prince charming.'
A hand glided on her waist, but before she could react, a set of warm lips landed on her soft petals, no warning and she froze for the moment, all her senses were only focused on that set of warm lips, which were gliding against her immature petals. In experienced, nave she was and here somebody was assaulting her virgin lips, but she was helpless, she was loving it, she was loving the feel of those warm lips against hers as it perfectly molded with hers, her body melted against the other masculine form, as those perfect lips taught her imperfect ones with precision. He groaned with need as she shivered with desire, the kiss was getting more and more intense, and when his tongue plunged inside her and sucked her deep, she lost it , a pool of hot and wet heat coursed through her body making her sigh in pleasure. The lips were raw, but yet they kissed her with soft passion.'
Deliciously sweet, heavenly' the voice held as much huskiness and intoxication as the kiss had, as he broke the kiss.
Open your eyes sangemarmar.'
A gasp escaped from her lips as she saw the handsome man in front of her.'
Prince charming'
Yes, only yours.'
He picked her up in his arms and they dived inside the river together lost in each other's embrace.'
Love at first sight it was, and indeed it was as even after years of their marriage , the sangemarmar and the prince charming were reliving those memories together happily indulged in the same passion as they had been for the first time.'
Kumkum Bhagya
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