FF: KAUN HO TUM? 26th Mar: Chap 22 on Pg 99! - Page 23

awesome update...

Originally posted by: taahir004

I Totally Enjoyed The Entire Roka Ceremony I Even Made Sure To Play The Songs

And both were so apt for the occasion the song at the terrace I could actually visualize

Maaneet an absolute beautifully scene

Maan staring at his Geet trying to get his fill because from the next day he will be separated

from her for five days and just that thought alone pains him and makes him restless

The dreams were awesome but the second one where Geet just passes him I hope there

will be no harm or any unwanted issues

the next morning before Maan can leave he wondered if Geet would miss him like how he would miss her because she did not come down to say goodbye but when Brij tells him to go to the terrace he finds Geet in tears and he knows she will miss him terribly

I'm now looking forward to their wedding

Originally posted by: sanju1205

superb story...just now read all parts...b
bahut sweet si love story
...pehle toh story haunted lga...lkin abb toh bahut maza aa rha h...
pls pm me also dear

HI KALPANA

CHAPTER 6. MAAN WEDS GEET!

"Ek din Maan! Ek din! Ek din mein kitne ghante hote hain pata hai?", Geet whined.

"Maine bhi high school aur College jaa chukka hun Geet! Mujhe pata hai ke ek din mein kitne ghante hote hain!", Maan replied amusedly.

"Maan!", Geet whined, "Aapko pata hai main kis cheez ki baat kar rahi hun!" She huffed.

Maan smiled and replied tenderly, "Mujhe pata hai Geet! Mujhe pata hai ki pichle kuch din mujhse dur rehke tumhaara kya haal tha! Kyunki Geet tumhaara jo haal tha wahi mera tha! Main bhi tumhein bahut yaad kar raha tha! Lekin Geet yeh bhi toh socho ki thode der mein nau bajenge aur tum so jaaogi aur phir kal subah hogi! Sab tayyaariyon mein lage honge! Rano Ma tumhein tayyaar karengi, saare rituals honge! Aur tumhein pata bhi nahi chalega ki kab baaraat aayi aur kab main tumhaare saamne khada rahunga!"

Geet sighed but mumbled out, "I know!"

It was one day before the wedding and Maan and Geet, lying on their beds in their room in their hometowns, were talking to each other on the phone. Few hours later, around 11, Maan was going with his baaraat to Hoshiarpur where the marriage would happen early morning and then after lunch and bidaai in mid morning, the groom and his new bride will be back in Dilli by late evening!

"Only 24 hours Geet!", Maan smiled, "Phir tum yahaan hogi! Mere paas! Mere kamre mein! Meri dulhan bankar! Aur phir pata hai kya hoga?" Maan wondered how she would reply to what he was implying. He smiled as he imagined removing her ghunghat and her shyly looking at him.

"Haan!", Geet replied chirpily bringing Maan out of his thoughts. He eagerly awaited her response, "Raat ke nau bajenge aur main so jaaungi!"

"KYA?", Maan roared as he sat up in shock.

Geet burst out laughing making Maan growl.

"GEET!", Maan spat her name and Geet spoke up with laughter in her voice, "Main toh mazaak kar rahi hun! Maan aap bhi na!"

"Joke or not!", Maan growled, "Kal tum nau baje sone nahi jaa rahi ho! Chaahe toh din mein so lena lekin tumhaara kal ka raat mera hai!"

"Aaye haaye!", Geet teasingly spoke, "Mere hero! Kya style se haq jamaate ho! Saamne hoti toh ek kissy toh de hi deti!"

Maan simply shook his head. There was a time when her bold and brazen attitude might have shocked him but after talking to her for last few days, he got used to it and now her dialogues did not faze him. In fact, he gave back as good as he got.

"Kahaan?", Maan flirted back, "Gaal pe ya lips pe?"

Geet huffed, "Saamne hote toh pata chalta! Abhi toh bas sochte raho ki lips pe kiss deti ya gaal pe!"

Maan chuckled, "Kal saamne aa raha hun na! Tab dekhta hun kahaan kiss deti ho!" Just then Maan's eyes fell on the time and he spoke, "Achcha Geet! Its 8:46! Tumhaare sone ka time ho raha hai! Main kal tumse baat karta hun!"

"Nahi!", Geet whined, "Nau nahi baje!"

"Geet! Agar tumne phone abhi nahi rakha toh uss din jaisa ho jaayega! Main baatein karta raha aur tum so jaaogi!", Maan huffed.

"Par Maan...", Geet whined but then gave up, "Achcha theek hai! Lekin meri ek shart hai!"

Maan was surprised, "Kya?"

Geet giggled, "Aap mere liye ek gaana gaaoge?"

"Kya?", Maan was stupefied, "Tum kya paagal hogayi ho?"

"Kyun?", Geet asked.

"Main Maan Singh Khurana hun! KC ka owner! Aur mujhe tum gaana gaane ko keh rahi ho!", Maan was annoyed.

"Oh ho! Maan!", Geet huffed, "Aapko kaunsa aapke saare Board members ke saamne gala faadne ko keh rahi hun! Reaction toh aise de rahe ho jaise maine aapko bola ho ki press conference bulaao aur sab saamne gaao! Kya Maan aap bhi! Ek gaana ga do na!"

"Geet! Forget it!", Maan spoke sternly but Geet was not deterred, "Maan!", she whined hoping that her sad and pleading voice would get to him.

"Geet! Time dekho! Its 8:50!", Maan tried to use logic.

"Aur ek gaana gaane ko paanch minute se jyaada nahi lagta!", Geet spat too annoyed at his refusal.

"Achcha theek hai main gaaunga! Lekin mujhe naye gaane nahi aate! Aur tumhein toh sirf naye gaane pasand hai! Ab kya karun?", Maan asked now sure that she would give up.

But Geet was not the type of girl who gave up easily, "Toh theek hai! Ek joona gaana hi gaa do!"

Maan huffed. Seriously? Would this girl ever give up? Then he shook his head as he answered his own question. If she was giving up type of girl would he have fallen in love with her?

"Fine!", Maan mumbled and was amused to hear Geet cheer, "But I have to warn you, meri awaaz itni bhi achchi nahi!"

Geet giggled, "Don't worry Maan! Main aapko Indian Idol ke audition ke liye nahi bhejungi! I just want to hear you sing! Daadima kehti thi ki aapko puraane gaane sunne ka aur unhein gaane ka bahut shauk tha bachpan mein! Isliye sunna chaahti hun!"

"Of course! Daadima! Who else!", Maan mumbled before he spoke in normal voice, "Lekin kya gaaun?"

"Uff Maan!", Geet's frustrated voice came through the phone, "Aapko manaane mein teen minute nikal gaye! Ab gaana choose karne mein time barbaad karoge toh gaane ke liye time kya bachega?"

"Phir main kya gaaun?", Maan wondered.

Geet's voice turned soft as she spoke, "Mere liye kuch gaayiye na Maan! Aisa kuch jo aapke dil se mere dil tak pahunche!"

Maan smiled as he remembered a perfect song came to his mind and softly started singing.

O Mere Shaah-e-Khoobaan

Maan closed his eyes.

O Meri Jaan-e-Janaana

He imagined Geet lying on her bed listening to his song.

Tum Mere Paas Hote Ho

Koi Doosra Nahi Hota

Tum Mere Paas Hote Ho

Koi Doosra Nahi Hota

He smiled as he opened his eyes.

O Mere Shaah-e-Khoobaan

O Meri Jaan-e-Janaana

Tum Mere Paas Hote Ho

Koi Doosra Nahi Hota

He slipped his hand under the pillow and removed her photo. He had asked Geet to send one of her photos and had got it printed. He pulled it close and hugged it to his chest.

Kab Khayaalon Ki Dhoop Dhalti Hai

Har Kadam Par Shama Si Jalti Hai

He placed the photo down and looked at her face.

Mera Saaya Jidhar Bhi Jaata Hai

Teri Tasveer Saath Chalti Hai

O Mere Shaah-e-Khoobaan

O Meri Jaan-e-Janaana

Tum Mere Paas Hote Ho

Koi Doosra Nahi Hota

Tum Mere Paas Hote Ho

Koi Doosra Nahi Hota

He turned away and was shocked to see Geet sitting in front of him, dressed in Saree, mangalsutr around her neck and sindoor on her forehead. He sat up.

Tum Ho Sehra Mein Tum Gulistan Mein

Tum Ho Zarron Mein Tum Biyaanbaan Mein

His hand inched forward to touch her.

Maine Tumko Kahaan Kahaan Dekha

Chupke Rehte Ho Tum Rag-e-Jaan Mein

She vanished and Maan blinked in surprise. He fell back on the bed.

O Mere Shaah-e-Khoobaan

O Meri Jaan-e-Janaana

Tum Mere Paas Hote Ho

Koi Doosra Nahi Hota

Tum Mere Paas Hote Ho

Koi Doosra Nahi Hota

He closed his eyes and imagined her dressed in wedding finery sitting on his bed.

Meri Aankhon Ki Justuju Tum Ho

Iltaja Tum Ho Aarzu Tum Ho

He imagined himself stepping close to her and lifting the ghunghat.

Main Kisi Aur Ko Toh Kya Jaanu

Meri Ulfat Ki Aabru Tum Ho

Opening his eyes, he finished the song.

O Mere Shaah-e-Khoobaan

O Meri Jaan-e-Janaana

Tum Mere Paas Hote Ho

Koi Doosra Nahi Hota

Tum Mere Paas Hote Ho

Koi Doosra Nahi Hota

"Toh kaisa laga mera gaana?", Maan asked softly with a tender smile on his face.

"Achcha tha!", Geet's sleepy voice came, "Bas urdu words ki wajah se kuch samajh nahi aaya!"

Maan slapped his forehead.

It was before the dawn when a car drove through the ghats surrounding Hoshiarpur. The car was followed by many other cars and all seem to be heading towards one destination. This was the baaraat of the Khuranas. The first car held the groom and his Daadima. The plan was stop at the outskirts of the village and get Maan up on a hired mare. Then the whole baaraat would dance its way to the bride's house.

As the car winded through the hills, Maan smiled as he looked around. He was going to bring his bride home! Was it seven days back when I was travelling through the same road alone with my jeep and my thoughts? Waqt itne jaldi guzar jaate hai, haina? A week ago I was bachelor, a week later, I am about to be a married man. With a smile on his face, Maan Singh Khurana eagerly awaited his wedding rituals.

"Baaraat aagayi!", came a loud squeal and Geet stood up with eagerness. It was seven in the morning and she was getting dressed up with the help of her family.

"Ae dekho!", a lady nearby commented, "Aaj kal ki kudiyan! Na sharam na laaj! Khush ho rahi hai apne honewali pati ki baaraat ke baare mein sunke! Humaare zamaane mein toh..."

Geet rolled her eyes and tuned the relative out. She ran to the window and there he was! Her Dulha sitting on the Ghodi! Her heart beating fast and her eyes wide open, Geet stared at the Dulha.

Maan sensed someone staring at him and he instinctively looked up. His face brightened when he saw it was his Dulhan. He stared at her with wonder and awe in his eyes. Daadima had to call him thrice to get his attention, "Maan! Neeche utro! Neeche uthroge tabhi andar jaake shaadi kar paaoge!"

Maan sheepishly got down and rest of the wedding rituals started. Before Maan knew it was time for jaymala and Maan waited breathlessly for his bride to arrive. There she was! Maan stared with bated breath as his bride was brought in with duppatta over her head held by her family members. She arrived and soon the jaymala was done. Maan had to struggle though coz Brij held Geet too high but Geet the ever eager had happily bowed down once Maan could not do it and everyone laughed at the bride's eagerness to get married. When time came for Maan's jaymala, Maan stopped his relatives from lifting him up and simply walked to his bride and she put the mala happily. Everyone commented at how loving the couple was towards each other. Of course Maan and Geet did not hear it as they were lost in each other's eyes. If it hadn't been for Daadima and Rano nudging them, those two would have stood there for ages.

Two hours passed. Engagement rings were exchanged. Mantras were done. Saptapadi was done. Now was the time the most important ritual in a marriage. Maan turned towards his bride and his bride looked at him. The anticipation he felt in his heart, he could see it in his bride's eyes. Taking the mangalsutr he leaned forward. And with relatives cheering and guests clapping, Maan Singh Khurana tied mangalsutr around Geet Handa's neck making her officially her wife in front of the Agni Dev. Next up was sindoor and Geet closed her eyes as Maan applied it to her head. A single tear slipped down her eye; she was Maan's and Maan was hers in the eyes of God and the world. Suddenly, one lady commented, "Arre! Sindoor naak pe gira! Dekhna Geet ka pati usse bahut pyaar karega!" Geet opened her eyes and so Maan looking at her amusedly. She winked at him and Maan instead of being surprised, for the first time chuckled as if he expected her to do such things.

Before they knew it, Kanyadaan was done, lunch followed and finally it was time for bidaai. Geet looked at her parents excitedly. "Arre Jhalli!", Mohinder commented as Rano sniffled and cried, "Kuch toh ro! Dekh teri Ma ko! Tu jaa rahi hai isliye ro rahi hai! Aur tu hai ki aankh mein ek aansu nahi!" Her father scolded but Geet continued to grin, "Na! Main nai rona! Mennu toh apne Maan de ghar jaana hai! Main kyun roun?" The crowd chuckled while Maan shook his head in amusement. Rano hit her daughter in her arm lightly and then pulling her close hugged her tightly. Geet felt a little emotional but she still could not cry. Because the excitement of starting a new life with Maan was too strong for her.

"Jijaji!", a voice came and Maan turned to see his Saala aka Brij standing there, "Mere behen ko khush rakhna! Bachchi hai! Nadaan hai! Mazaak mazaak mein kuch bhi kar jaati hai! Tussi bada dil rakhna! Meri behen dikhaati hai ki woh badi strong hai par uska dil na sheeshe ka hai! Bahut naazuk hai humaari Geet! Usko har dukh aur dard se bachaake rakhna!"

Maan nodded and hugged an emotional Brij. Soon the bidaai was over and Geet sat into the car beside her new husband. She turned around and waved her family out of the window as the car started to drive away. Tears started to well up in her eyes but then she sensed Maan touching her hand and the tears went away. She was starting a new life with her Maan! She was Mrs. Maan Singh Khurana now! With a bright smile she turned to look at him. Maan smiled back and kissed the hand he was holding. She leaned forward and placed her head on his chest. Maan's arms encircled her and she never felt as safe as she felt right now.

Hi folks!

How was the update?

And the song sequence?

Ok! Maan singing that song does sound weird! But come on folks! If Maan can sing Woh Hain Zara Khafa Khafa with Geet in the show, what is wrong with Maan singing O Mere Shaah-e-Khoobaan here! Atleast my version is little believable!

The song is from Love in Tokyo and is sung by Md. Rafi saab. Hope you enjoyed it!

And hope you enjoyed the update!

See you on 16th Feb!

Thank you, take care and have fun,

Kalpana

hi kalpana

Fantastic update, loved it. ...

Loved the chapters 👏
Thank you for the pm 😃
Eager for the next part 😃

Lovely update. Geet is truly unique 😆