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CHAPTER 22
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Maan at once went for bath and changed into Kurta-pajama and draped his love's gift around him. The warmth of shawl felt like Anjali's warm embrace. He didn't realise when he fell asleep while caressing the shawl. Maan felt that Anjali has made the first move by gifting him a shawl so he will make the next move at Khurana's Inaugration party.
Two days later Maan was at work. Today it was Khurana Constructions New Branch's Inaugration party. All of KC staff were excited as everyone was invited i.e. Board of Directors, Senior Management, Architects, Managers, Accountants, Interns everyone. There was an atmosphere of excitement and exuberance because of the party at night and also because of approaching weekend. Despite of continous trying, Maan could not meet Geet alone.Whole day passed without an event and evening approached.
The theme was in neutral colours i.e white, black, beige, grey, brown etc. The party started and everyone started having a nice time with drinks and snacks. Maan arrived with Armaan and BOD. Armaan had asked Maan's special permission to bring his girlfriend, Riddhima and hence he was Riddhima. Admist fun and laughter, Maan was searching for someone and he could not find his sweetheart making him frustrated and irritable.
He was sitting on the bar having his second drink when Gina/Anjali walked in with Mrs. Khulkarni.
She was looking like a breath of fresh air in beige and white (depending on the light reflection) saree, her hair straightened and left open which were below her waist and crystal studded long earrings in her ears, with her eyes outlined by kohl and her lips smeared with lip gloss inviting Maan to kiss them.
As if that was not enough, her natural beauty was attracting Men young and old to her like moth to flames. She was trying to get away from this awkward situation without creating any scene but it was getting impossible. Just then Maan came near her and all men immediately disappeared.
Maan came close to her and spoke in slightly tipsy voice, "Itni der mein kyun aayeen?" (Why are you so late?)
"Sir, I had to wait for Mrs. Kulkarni as I did not know the way."
Maan came very close to her and said, "Toh mere se kyun nahin kahaa mai tumhei apne...saaath...le...aa...ta!" (You should have told me, I would have...brou..ght you
...with...me!)
"Sir aapne sharab pee hai? Aapko sharaab peena manna hai!" Gina said getting a wiff of alcohol from Maan's breath. (Sir you are drunk? You were adviced not to drink!)
"Haan pee hai tumhare intezaar mei. Tum toh meri taraf dekhti bhi nahi ho!" (Yes I had few drinks while waiting for you. But you don't even look in my direction!) Maan said holding her arm and went behind her and held her shoulder.
Seeing Maan tipsy Gina decided to leave but Maan held her hand refusing to let her go. She struggled and said, "Sir mujhe jaane dijiye yahaan hum dono ka tamasha matt bannaye!" (Sir please let me go. I don't want to create a scene.)
Twisting Gina's arm behind, he brought her close to him so her back was touching his front. Then he picked a flower from the nearby flower arrangement and slowly traced all her features with it i.e. her back, her eyes, her cheeks and lips.
Gina tried to speak but Maan stopped her by placing kiss on her back, her eyes, and her cheeks one by one making Gina a shivering bundle of nerves.
Before he could kiss her lips, againGina tried to leave but now he forcefully pulled her back in anger, whispering in her ears,"Maine kahaa thaa ki tum meri ho! SIRF MERI! Mai tumhei pyaar se samjha rahaa hoon zabardasti karne par majboor matt karo!" (I told you are mine, ONLY MINE. I'm trying to tell you nicely don't make me use force).
But Gina was still wriggling to get out of Maan's grasp, when dance music started and Maan gathered Anjali in his strong embrace and took her on the dance floor who was still in a state of trance.
Both were in their own world not realising where they are and in whose presence. Maan lead the dance and Anjali followed him like an obedient student. Gone was the Army Captian Anjali, gone was the Christian girl Gina, the girl dancing was GEET ONLY GEET in strong and warm embrace of her love, her husband, HER MAAN! To Geet it was that she following her love wherever he takes her. To the onlooking audience it felt that its passionate dance but in reality Maan was calling the shots and Geet was following him like a wax doll. Each pose,
each dip,
each twirl
and each lift
was like a poetry in motion making audience feel they are two bodies one soul! Their dance conveyed their love to one another. The new and old staff of KC were standing stunned as no one knew how to react except media who were clicking like mad and their cameras refused to pause! Finally the dance stopped to a thunderous applause breaking Maan and Geet's eyelock. The sound of clapping hands made Geet return to the present moment.
She removed Maan's hand from her waist and ran out of the room with tears in her eyes followed by the raging bull named, MAAN SINGH KHURANA.
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Edited by LM1991 - 8 years ago
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