~pari~ part 64 page 133 july 25th - Page 64

PART 61

Geet laughed hearing her jiji fume. She was never good at it. - aagr ussen mari yaad dash waapis aajathi tho I would do it myself jiji. Chal main rahk thi hoon

The driver pulled out near some strange neighborhood. She looked lost at him.

Geet - yah kaun sa apartment hain?

Driver - yeh naya walan hain mam

She did remember her lease was due this year. Ok so she even changed her apartment. She sighed.

Driver helped her with the luggage and the keys. As she walked in scanning the neighborhood, she was impressed with her own choice. The bellboy greeted her with a big smile. Probably he was used to her big tips. The lady at the building reception too greeted, welcoming her.

Wow nice secured place. Something was positive in NYC she thought.

Soon she learned this was not a renting property. It was all privately owned.

Umm.. so she actually brought a place in Manhattan. That's definitely a progress.
The driver settled her luggage in the bedroom and left.

She walked around and opened the fridge. It was fully stocked. Funny. She haven't been here for four months. But the house looked very well taken care of.
Of course. Maan was here, just like he was in Handa mansion, when she was in the hospital. Did she ask him to be here too? She wondered.

She went to the bed room. She found that her clothes were all in order. The hamper was empty. She went into the shower exhausted.. After being in shower for 30 mins mostly understanding why she felt so sad about the whole investment fiasco. Why her heart betrayed her all the time. Why Raji took Maan's side all the time. She wiped herself with the white huge towel. The towel was not her type. Well Mr Khurana.. You may think you know my taste but this.. Is not my taste.

Yet she felt pathetic that she found one thing that may say they are not perfect match. The moment the towel touched her face.. The scent in it consumed her. So familiar.. She couldn't place it. Oh she wrapped it so dearly around herself, absorbing it.

She reached to the clothes closet. One half of the closet had all men cloths. She took out a pair of blue and red checked pajamas. Definitely not hers!

She went back into the bathroom and checked the cabinets had some shaving cream, razor and some men stuffs.
OMG she has been living with a man!!! That terrified the living hell out of her. She never thought she would be capable of doing this. And it made her even more curious. How did Maan Singh Khurana make her do all these? She never dated. She never had flings.

What has this guy done to her?

She quickly wore one comfortable long shirt without realizing it was his. She just loved the feel of it, the scent of it. It gave her a strange feel of belongingness.
She took a box and shoved all of his stuff into it. She was not she if she asked her to live with her, but all that has changed now. She was not going to let him invade her personal space anymore.

Then she fished her phone from her purse and scrolled to find Maan Singh Khurana.. Strange she couldn't find anything that read Maan. Then she went through all the numbers and found..

"Jaan
She blinked at the name on her phone. What the hell? How did he make her do this? Maybe he was lying. Maybe he really was some guy whole knew to cast a spell and he put her under a love spell.

She looked at the picture that was for caller ID.. umm she could just keep looking at it.

Maan - Geet

His voice was warm. Like he cared. So much of love.. All that feel, sound felt so familiar to her as it was strange. This all only confused her more.
She took a deep breath, gathering the courage she needed. Gathering the courage to hurt him again... one last time.

Geet - Kya aap mera ghar aa sakten hain?

Maan was bit confused which place she was talking about

Geet - wo.. Aapki kuch saman idhar hain

She said very gently as she could

There was complete silence for some time.

Maan composed himself - Okay. What time are you going to be home?
Geet - I am here all evening

Maan - I'll finish my meeting and then I will be there.

And then he hung up and looked at Sasha.

Sasha - Now what does she want

Maan - the apartment

Sasha - what the hell? That's your place Maan

Maan - I don't think she knows that yet

Sasha - and you don't plan to tell her that

Maan - I don't want to push her. Putting pressure on her would only make her run away more.

Sasha - what about selling the place?

Maan sighed - we can always shift the office to a smaller place. Wasien bhi isska lease bahut jayada hain

Sasha - Quite ironic, actually. She accuses you of the very things that kept you from taking a chance with her.

Maan nodded - She worked so hard to turn me around. I broke my own rules for her

Sasha - and here you are now. Accused of being a gold-digger

Maan - I trusted her not to hurt me.

Sasha spoke disheartened - I guess not giving up sometimes means you only need to wait.

Maan nodded sadly - I decided not to pressure Geet anymore. Moreover I couldn't break my heart over and over again because I know it wasn't going to work. She could wake up or change her opinion of me. And right now, she was not even close to doing either.

Sasha - what are you planning to do?

Maan - nothing much. I plan to prove to her that I am not the person she thinks I am. As a start, I would give her cheque. I know it will be tough following months. But at least now I could say that I fully own this venture, my baby, my company. I am also going to remove that payment clause. I don't want a dime from Geet Handa.

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She looked at the clock. It was seven o'clock. Maan will be home soon. Some unfamiliar feeling crept through her.Her heart pounded in her chest and her pulse was hammering like crazy.
What the hell is wrong with her? Was she excited.

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