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It was raining heavily n my car broke down! I was as frustrated as a hero of those crap novels cursing my luck... I kicked the tire with my foot running a hand through my wet hair I tried to find some help but I guess even the gods were against me...
Locking the car he walked ahead covering his head with overcoat trying to protect is gadgets from being wet... typical men!
In a full dramatic way there was a huge thunder n lighting struck somewhere he saw her standing under the shelter of a closed juice shop Mareyly chatting away on her mobile with someone...
Opening his mobile he tried look for some signal but he couldn't find any cursing his service provider he glanced at her...
She just gave him a look n turned otherside n continued talking. ..
Now that hit his ego!
Someone ignoring Maan Singh Khurana!
Not done so not done... he looked at her once again she was dressed in blue anarkali hair tightly done into a plat she wasn't wet as he was except the corners of her duppatta...
Wonder if she was standing here from so long
Giving up he tried to make a conversation with her expecting her to share her mobile at least he could call for aid!
Clearing his throat he politely called her...
Excuse me miss...
She turned towards him looking at him furiously she answered her friend
Hold on yaar some creep here is trying his luck!
His jaw almost touched the ground with that... Did she call him creep...
Excuse me miss...
Excused!
Huh! Oh well I actually need to contact someone at my home there is no network in my cell can I please make a call from ur mobile...
She looked at me like she was looking at some criminal... like Maan Singh Khurana would steal her cheap mobile which doesn't even have touch in it..
Oh hello excuse me I heard that at least it works not like ur dibba which goes off even with the slight rain
Then cursing under her breath she walked out hurrying in the rain...
That was the first encounter when a mere girl had complete attention of MSK for a good whole 5 min!
Then he had seen her in one of his business parties years later elegantly carrying herself among the top businessman
Even before he could approach her she was gone...
Sameera kapoor the top journalist what is she doing alone on such a happening night?
She heard him speak... this was the first time she was meeting him alone apart from those business parties or press meets. . He was quite handsome for his own good... she thought ignoring his question from earlier...
She walked close to him n whispered in a low tone to him
Maan can I get a hug please. ..
Something in that plea moved him that he took her in his embrace while she let her tears flow...
The life which was in his control till then slipped from his that instant... he tried to contact her using all his contacts but she vanished like she never existed. ..
He started missing her in the rains... walking alone drenching. .. he started weaving his life around her... only her physical presence was missing!
collecting her articles has become his hobby lately... he didn't know y but he was concerned about her safety... he wanted to make sure she was safe somewhere
Years later when he returned home he came face to face with the news that he was getting married!
n the realisation came crashing like a thunder He was in love with her!
Sameera kapoor!
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