FF: KAUN HO TUM? 26th Mar: Chap 22 on Pg 99! - Page 29

Originally posted by: sanju1205

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horible update..hehheheh

yr samjh nhi aa rha hai..preet kaun hai...

or geet kaun hai...

bt seriously so so so amazing story..

eagerly waiting for next part

CHAPTER 8. HUM AUR TUM AUR YEH SAMA!

Someone was shaking him awake.

"Maan! Uthiye!", a soft voice called out. It was Geet calling him, he realised. He smiled softly. His Geet was calling him.

"Maan! Uthiye na!", his Geet coaxed but Maan did not want to wake up. He was seeing a beautiful dream where he married Geet and they were coming home. A hand shook his arm and grabbing it, he pulled Geet close and went back to sleep.

"Uff!", Geet fell on Maan and Maan smiled in his sleep.

"Maan!", Geet huffed but Maan simply snaked his arm around her waist and pulled her closer. As Maan slept, something fluttered on his cheek. Thinking it was mosquito, Maan wiped his cheek. And then again he felt the fluttering thing and he realised it was too soft to be mosquito. He slowly opened his eyes only to see Geet leaning towards him and kiss his cheek. Maan smiled as he looked at her sleepily.

"Maan!", Geet sweetly spoke, "Raat ko kya hua yaad hai?"

Maan frowned and blinked and then his memory came back. Geet missing! Preet in place of her! Knife! Neighboring room! That haunting song! Maan looked at Geet with wide eyes. Geet sat up and huffed, "Yaad aaya aapko?" She glared at him, "Mujhe aapse koi baat nahi karni Maan! Aisa koi karta hai kya?"

Maan blinked, still unable to comprehend what had happened last night. His Geet had vanished and in place was some girl named Preet who threatened him with knife. Then how come Geet was back in front of him? He looked at Geet in shock. Dressed in a beautiful pink saree, with sindoor on her parting, bindi on her forehead, jewelry adorning her ears and hands and mangalsutr on her neck, she looked just like his Geet.

Maan could not fathom what was happening and simply stared at Geet.

Geet huffed again, "Mujhe ghooriye mat! Mere sawaalon ka jawaab deejiye! Kal raat ko aapne mujhe kyun nahi uthaaya? Just because main nau baje so gayi uska matlab yeh nahi ki aap mujhe uthaayenge nahi? Humaari suhaag raat thi Maan! Aur maine use sote hue bita di! Aur jaise woh kam nahi tha toh subah uthne ke baad aap kahin dikh hi nahi rahe! Jaante hain aap main kitna darr gayi thi? Kya jaroorat thi apna kamra chodke iss kamre mein aake sone ki? Arre! Aap mere baaju mein bhi so sakte the! Main thodi na aapka khoon kar deti thi jo aap mujhse itni door so rahe hain! Agli baar se aisa karenge na toh main aapse baat nahi karungi! Ab main jaa rahi hun neeche, hum sabke liye naashta banaane! Aap jaayiye apne kamre mein, nahaayiye aur neeche aayiye naashta karne!"

Saying her words, Geet walked off as Maan stared at her retreating back speechless. What just happened? For a while, Maan sat there unable to comprehend what happened and then it clicked to him. It was a prank! Everything was a large elaborate prank. Maan let out a chuckle. And then he started laughing. His Geet had pranked him. What else would it have been! Aur kya ho sakta hai! It must be a prank! What else! Geet called herself Preet and acted like a crazy girl and then today morning she mocks me by telling me that I let her sleep away! Maan chuckled. Only you Geet! Only you! Laughing at his wife's prank, Maan walked to his room. But as he walked off, he made a face. But Geet, thappad aur chaaku thoda jyaada nahi hogaya? Maan shook his head.

Half hour later, Maan trudged down to the dining table, where Geet and his Daadima were waiting for him.

"Kya baat hai Maan bete? Humesha exercise khatam karke, nahaa dho ke, coat aur suit boot mein ready hone waale Maan Singh Khurana, aaj bikhre baal, wrinkled shirt, boring si jeans mein kaise?", his Daadima teased him knowingly.

Maan uncomfortably looked down where Geet was serving him breakfast.

"Boliye Geet beta! Kal aapne aisa kya kiya jo humaare discipline waale Maan aise haalat mein neeche aa rahe hain?", Daadima teased her bahu too.

Geet looked down coyly but when Maan looked at her, she winked at him making him shake his head. Typical Geet! Prankster kahin ki!

Once Maan and Daadima were served, Geet sat down beside Maan. As she sat down, her leg nudged his. Maan, who was halfway through putting the spoon in his mouth, looked at Geet in surprise. She smiled at him saucily and Maan flirted back with his eyes.

"Maan bete! Khaana khaao! Biwi ko baad mein dekhlena!", Daadima piped in and Maan and Geet's eyes widened. Both looking like a scolded school children started to focus on their breakfast. But once in a while, Maan's foot would play footie with Geet's.

Once the breakfast was half way, Daadima spoke up, "Waise tum dono ko pata hai na aaj shaam ko party hai?"

Maan nodded but Geet frowned, "Party? Kaisi party?"

"Maan bete! Tumne Geet bete ko bataaya nahi?", Daadima asked Maan and then turned to Geet, "Aaj shaam ko party hai! Tumhaari aur Maan ki shaadi ki khushi mein party di hai humne!"

Maan rolled his eyes and Daadima turned to him, "Maan! Don't roll your eyes! Tumhein pata hai hum yeh party kyun de rahe hain! After all, Business Tycoon and Most eligible Bachelor in Dilli ki shaadi hui hai! Logon ko pata chalna chaahiye na! And lets not forget your clients! Tumhi kehte ho na ki yeh parties networking ke liye important hoti hai!"

Maan cut in as he groaned, "But Daadima, mujhe parties se problem nahi hai! Lekin Geet ko aaye hue ek din nahi hua! Achanak se aap use inn socialites ke saamne phek rahe ho! Bhooke sher ke tarah toot padenge sab!"

"Uski chinta karne ki jaroorat nahi hai!", Daadima snarked back, "Hum jaante hain humaari bahu in sab ko handle kar sakti hai!"

"But Daadima? Uske kapde...", Maan spoke up and Daadima cut him off, "Humne uski bhi intezaam kardi hai! Maan stop worrying beta!", Daadima spoke in a gentle tone.

Maan nodded but it was still clear that he was worried.

After breakfast, Maan went off while Daadima took Geet with her to instruct her about the party. An hour later, Geet came out of Daadima's room and started to search for her husband. She wanted to spend some alone time with him. When she did not find him after a while, she enquired about it to Daadima who chuckled and mused that he must be in his exercise room burning off his anger and frustration.

, Geet went to the exercise room and looked in. She sucked in a breath as she watched her husband exercise. Her eyes moved from his chest to his abs and to his arms. She was infused with a longing to touch him and for the first time Geet felt shy in Maan's presence. She scolded herself for having such wayward thoughts but then she frowned. Oye! Ek minute! Main toh inki patni hun! Mujhe toh haq hai aise thoughts sochne ka! Aisa thought sochne ka kya, mujhe toh haq hai meri fantasies poore karne ka! Feeling excited about her next move, Geet walked towards her husband.

Maan sensed her walk towards him from behind but before he could turn, he felt her fingers fluttering on his shoulder. His muscles tensed and he froze as his every part of body became aware of her. Her fingers fluttered from his shoulder to his arms and Maan smiled a little. His muscles tensed once again when her other hand snaked around to his chest. She placed her hand on his chest and Maan pulled his hand from the standard tai chi position and placed it on her hand. Their fingers intertwined as Maan leaned back. As their bodies touched, he sensed her face near his. He turned his head a little and placed a kiss on her cheek. She looked at him and smiled and Maan could not resist himself from turning around. Her hands circled his neck while his hands went to her bare waist.

Geet's eyes widened when Maan's fingers started to flutter on her bare waist. She sucked in a breath when he pulled her so close that there was no gap between them.

"You are sweating!", Geet pouted.

"Toh?", Maan looked at her amused.

"Aapka pasina mujh pe aa raha hai! Chi!", Geet made a face but did not move away.

Maan shrugged, "No problem! Saath mein shower karenge! Paani bhi bachega aur romance bhi ho jaayega!"

"Good idea!", Geet flirted back and leaned towards him.

Maan leaned forward too eager to let his lips meet hers.

Just as their lips were about to touch, his Daadima's voice came from somewhere calling for Maan and both Maan and Geet burst out laughing.

"Saare romance ka satyanaash!", Geet commented giggling.

Maan touched her forehead with his and they remained like that for a moment. Then Geet let go of Maan, "Jaayiye! Daadima se baat keejiye!"

Maan nodded and pulled away. As he walked off to the door, he turned around, "Mera intezaar karna!"

Geet nodded and watched her husband walk away.

And then looking at her saree, she pouted, "Eww! I do need a shower! I smell like pasina!"

It was after lunch when Geet finally found time to be alone with her husband. She saw him in the terrace that his room shared with the neighboring room. He was sitting on one of the wicker chairs. There was four wicker chairs arranged around a coffee table and Geet took the one closest to the one Maan was sitting on. Maan, who had his eyes closed and leaning back, looked up at her movement and smiled at her. She took his hand in hers and intertwined their fingers. For few minutes, both just sat there holding hands, staring at each other with smile on their faces, content on just sitting.

Then Geet broke the silence, "Mere paas sirf aadha ghanta hai baat karne ko! Daadima ne make up artists bullayein uske baad! Mujhe ready hone ke liye jaana hoga!"

Maan shook his head, "Daadima aur uski party!"

Geet frowned, "Aap iss party ke baat se itne ukhde kyun ho?"

Maan shook his head, "Kuch nahi!"

Geet huffed. Yeh mujhe bataate kyun nahi?

She stood up and sat in a surprised Maan's lap. Maan looked at her with wide eyes. Geet simply smiled as she looped her arms around his neck.

"Toh bataayiye Mr. Patidev! Kya baat hai jo aap udaas hain? Aur mujhe avoid mat keejiye! As a wife, mera poora haq banta hai aapke sukh mein aur dukh mein aapka saath dene ka! Aur yeh hai dukh time! Toh boliye baat kya hai?"

Maan sighed and then gave up resisting, "Geet! I am just worried! Yeh party mein bahut rude socialites aayengi jo itne saal ummeed lagaaye baithi hain ki meri shaadi unse ya unki beti se ho! And lets not forget the media!"

"Maan! Aap faltu mein tension le rahe hain!", Geet retorted and when Maan raised an eyebrow Geet huffed, "Maan! Aap mujhse mile hain right? Meri jabaan aur mere pranks se aap achchi tarah waaqif ho right?"

Maan blinked as he realised that yes, his wife was more than capable of handling herself.

Geet giggled, "Aap na meri jyaada hi fikar karte ho!"

Maan shook his head, "Kya karun? I love you too much! Fikar toh hogi na!"

Geet smiled softly and hugged him tightly. Maan hugged her back.

Geet pulled away, "Mujhe chalna chaahiye! Daadima wait kar rahi hai!"

Maan nodded and let her go. Geet got up and walked away. Halfway, she turned, ran to him, placed a kiss on his cheek and ran off. Maan blinked in surprise and then smiled.

The guests were starting to arrive and Maan was worried. Why was Geet not ready yet? His Daadima was already down greeting most of the guests. He had been ordered to stay up in his rooms till Geet was ready. And then he was supposed to SMS Daadima the moment Geet came out so that she would get the spotlight ready and then he was supposed walk down with Geet while the spotlight shone on them. Maan shook his head. Daadima and her dramatics! He had argued at how filmy the whole thing felt but Daadima had refused to budge. She wanted her bahu's entrance memorable. She wanted everyone to see how perfect Maan and Geet looked together and for that she was ready to go to any length of dramatics.

Maan shook his head and continued to pace in his room when...

"Maan!", a soft voice called and Maan turned around to look. His breath was taken away as Geet smiled at him. Dressed in gorgeous silver Saree with sleeveless silver blouse his wife looked the epitome of grace. He was mesmerized by how angelic and ethereal she looked and he was unable to look away.

"Kya baat hai?", Geet commented, her face showing how much she enjoyed stunning him, "Aaj mere hero, kaale kapdon mein ek dum handsome lag rahe hain?"

Maan pulled his jaw off the floor and smirked back, "Jab biwi iss tarah chamak rahi ho toh mujhe toh apna best dena hi hoga na!"

Geet smiled at him and Maan could not resist from walking close, grabbing her hand and kissing it.

"Maan!", Geet whined, "Main toh gaal ke kiss tak pahunch chuki hun aur aap ab tak haath pe atke hue ho? Aap kitne slow ho!"

Maan pulled her close and she slammed into his chest. He caressed her cheek with the back of his hand softly, "Gaal ke kiss tak tum aaj pahunchi ho! Maine toh tumhein gaal pe kiss pehle din hi de di thi! Slow toh tum ho!"

"Achcha?", Geet looked at him innocently, "Gaal tak kab ka pahunch gaye! Lips tak kab pahunchoge?"

Maan leaned forward and whispered in her ear, "Tum chaaho toh abhi pahunch sakta hun! Par kya haina, abhi pahunch gaya, toh phir main tumhein nahi chodunga aur phir hum party mein nahi pahunch paayenge!"

Geet's eyes widened as she realised what his words implied and when Maan pulled back, even the ever bold Geet seemed to be blushing. Maan messaged his Daadima and then he smirked at Geet, "Chalein?" Geet gave him a haughty look, "Chaliye!" Both broke down laughing and that is how the crowd saw him.

Everyone of the guests arrived saw the spotlight shine on new Mr. and Mrs. Khurana who descended the stairs laughing with each other. As they reached Daadima, she kissed her new bahu's cheek and hugged the couple. And then she introduced Geet to the crowd that clapped as Geet smiled.

An hour later found Mr. and Mrs. Khurana walking around meeting and greeting people. As Maan and Geet walked around, for few minutes both got separated. As Geet excused herself from the Aunty who was enquiring everything about her as if she was finding flaw in Geet, Geet came face to face with a man.

"Hello gorgeous!", the man spoke in American accent and Geet smiled at him uneasily.

"Hi! I am Dev! And you must be Geet! Do you know how gorgeous you look?", the man leaned forward and Geet took a step back. He was entering her personal space and Geet was not happy with it. She was about to scold him when she remembered that she was in a party. This was her first event as Mrs. Khurana and she cannot afford to create a scene.

"Thank you!", Geet muttered with gritted teeth and tried to walk away.

But Dev stopped her by coming in front of her. He smiled at her and leered, "Arre gorgeous! Don't leave me like this!" The man pouted and Geet wanted to slap him. But remembering that her new family's reputation was at stake she smiled at him fakely, "Excuse me! Lekin mujhe apni pati ko dhundhna hai!"

She turned around to walk off when the man spoke up, "Oh beautiful! You are stuck with your husband for so long! Kabhi humaare saath bhi time spend karliya karo!" Geet felt her anger bubble up. Kutta kameena! Mujhe line maarta hai! Mujhe? Sukhdev laal Handa di poti nu? Brij Veerji ki behen nu? Thair! Abhi tujhe bataati hun!

Geet turned around and stormed to the man. She grabbed his collar and pulling him close she glared at him, "Mr. Dev! Behave yourself! Warna main tere taange todke tere haathon mein de dungi! Aur phir apni pati nu bulaaungi! Aur woh jo tera hashr karega na, teri bolti band ho jaayegi! Samajh gaya kameene!"

Dev stared at her with wide eyes and then burst out laughing. Geet dropped his collar and backed away looking confused. Suddenly a clapping started and Geet turned to look only to see her husband smile at her as he clapped. He came close to her with a smirk on his face, "Aur daanto iss bewakoof ko Geet! Dekha Dev! Maine kahaa tha na Geet koi gaao ki seedhi saadhi gori nahi hai! Daadima ne dhundha hai ise! Maan jaise sher ki sherni jaisi biwi!" He placed her arm around Geet and pulled her close.

Geet looked at her husband confused, "Maan! Yeh sab kya hai?"

"Yeh ek prank hai!", came a voice and Geet turned to see a lady dressed a stylish Saree smirk at her, "Prank jo Maan aur Dev ne tumpe khela hai!"

Geet looked at her husband in wonder, "Maan! Aap aur prank?"

Maan frowned, "Kyun? Tumhi prank khel sakti ho kya?"

Geet shook her head amused.

Just then Dev spoke up, "Waise Bhabhi don't get angry at Maan! Woh kya haina, ki iski shaadi itni jaldi hui aur woh bhi ek village girl se toh main thoda concern hogaya! Ki Daadimom ne kis bechaari ko iss sher ke gale baandh diya! Aur wahi nahi Bhabhi, main Maan ko bachpan se jaanta hun! Use aisi biwi chaahiye jo isse takkar de sake! Lekin garaz pade toh iska sahaara bhi ban sake! Toh main doubtful tha ki jo ladki Daadima final ki hai woh aisi hai ki nahi!"

"Toh maine bhi keh diya", Maan spoke up, "Ki jaa parakh le apne Bhabhi ko! Dekh liya Dev meri Geet kitni perfect hai mere liye!"

Dev smiled, "Woh toh dekh raha hun! Sher ki sherni hai!"

Maan and Geet smiled at each other and then Geet looked at Dev in wonder, "Waise Devji, aap shaadi main kyun nahi aaye? Maine toh aapko shaadi mein nahi dekha?"

"Woh isliye...", the lady in the stylish Saree spoke up, "Woh isliye kyunki USA se flight jaldi hi nahi mili! Jab tak yahaan aaye shaadi ho chuki thi! Toh socha ki direct reception mein milte hain!"

That is when Daadima arrived at the scene, "Dev! Naintara!" The lady and Dev smiled at Daadi and took her aashirwad. She kissed and hugged both of them and then glared at Maan, "Maan bete! Geet ki pehchaan karaayi ki nahi?"

Maan smiled at her sheepishly and his Daadima huffed. She smiled at Geet, "Geet! Inse milo! Yeh Dev aur Naintara Khurana hai! Dev Maan ke Daadaji ke Bhai ke pote hain! Devarji toh saalon se US mein settle the toh Dev wahin pala bada hai! Doctor hai wahaan ka! Naintara jab US padhne gayi tabhi Dev se mili aur pyaar hogaya! Woh bhi ab wahin Doctor hai! Dono ko shaadi hue do saal hogaye! Shaadi ke baad doosri baar India aaye hain! Waise tum dono kahaan thehre ho? Hotel mat kehna!"

Dev shook his head and smiled, "Nahi Daadimom! NT ke kuch rishtedaar Dilli mein rehte hain! Unhonein iss baar zidd ki hai ki hum unke saath wahin rahein! So we are staying there!"

"Achcha theek hai!", Daadima smiled and walked away.

"Waise Geet, tumhari aur NT ki khoob jamegi!", Maan commented and his wife looked at her curiously.

"Kyunki NT bhi music ki shaukeen hai! And unlike me, ise joone aur naye songs dono pata hai!", Maan informed her and Geet looked at NT excitedly.

NT replied excitedly, "Actually humein na, music hi nahi, Bollywood hi bahut pasand hai! USA mein rehke bhi saare big banner films dekhein hain!"

"Really?", Geet asked excitedly and before Maan and Dev knew it, Geet and NT started talking Bollywood amongst each other.

"Chalo! Forget our wives for a while! They are lost in their own world!", Dev commented and Maan chuckled.

"By the way, do you understand what they are talking about?", Dev asked and Maan shrugged.

"Tumhein naye films ki kuch jaankaari hai? Especially Bollywood?", Maan asked Dev and Dev shook his head, "Mujhe bhi nahi! So forget about trying to understand it! This is not our area of expertise! Chal! I will introduce you to some college friends of mine! Few of them are Doctors!" Dev nodded and Maan and Dev walked off leaving their wives to talk Bollywood.

An hour later, Daadima approached Maan with NT and Geet with her, "Dekho Maan bete! Naintara beti ki farmaayish suno!"

Maan looked at NT curiously. Dev, who was standing nearby with some people, also turned around at hearing his wife's name.

NT smiled at Maan, "Maan Veerji! Ek request hai humaari aapse!"

Even Geet looked at NT in surprise as she had not heard the discussion between Daadima and NT earlier. Geet noticed the impish look in Daadima's eyes and felt like giggling. Something interesting was going to happen!

NT continued with excitement on her face, "Hum chaahte hain ki new Mr. and Mrs. Khurana ek dance karein!"

Maan's eyes widened while Geet's face took on a look of excitement.

"Kya? Dance?", Maan looked at NT as if she was crazy.

"Haan haan! Dance! Arre! Nayi nayi shaadi hui hai! Upar se yeh reception bhi aap logon ke liye hai! Dance toh banta hai!", NT quipped.

Maan shook his head, "No way! Main nahi dance karunga!"

Geet pouted while Daadima frowned, "Kyun nahi? Maan bete! Bahu ke saath dance karne ko kahaa hai, Jhalak Dikhlaja Jaa mein participate karne ko nahi!"

Maan shook his head, "Nahi! Forget it kyunki... Kyunki...haan kyunki aap log na mujhe yeh aaj kal ke gaanon mein naachne ko kahenge jo mujhe pasand nahi! Isliye mujhse dance ki expection mat keejiye!"

Maan used the new songs as an excuse to skip out on dancing. Don't get him wrong! Maan would have loved to dance with his wife, but not where everyone could stare at them!

Maan turned to walk away when his hand was grabbed from behind. He turned back and he was surprised to see his new wife holding his hand and smiling at him. Her smile made his heart skip a beat and he could not look away from her. She stared back and the people around them smiled knowingly.

Suddenly, someone coughed and both looked away.

"Uff! Kya romance hai!", Dev commented as he smiled at them, "Even with so many people around, they managed to stare into each other's eyes!"

Maan sent a glare towards Dev while Geet grinned unashamed. Daadima and NT giggled amongst each other.

"Achcha achcha! Bas hogayi yeh mazaak masti! Maan bete! Chalo! Geet ke saath dance karo!", Daadima ordered.

Maan shook his head, "No way! Yeh aaj kal ke naye gaano pe toh main bilkul dance nahi karne waala!"

"Toh theek hai!", Geet spoke up softly before anyone else could say anything to Maan, "Hum kisi old song pe dance kar lenge!"

Maan opened his mouth and then shut it close.

Daadima chuckled, "Kardi na Geet ne bolti band! Bade naye gaano ka bahaana bana rahe the, ab do jawaab!"

Maan sighed in defeat, "Theek hai! I will dance!"

Daadima and NT cheered while Geet grinned in excitement.

Maan looked at Geet and smiled softly. He grabbed the hand holding his arm and pulled Geet close.

"Chalo Mrs. Khurana! Dance karte hain!", Maan spoke and was rewarded with a bright grin from Geet.

Daadima made an announcement about the new groom and bride having their first dance as Maan and Geet reached the dance floor. The light dimmed along as the slow love ballad started to play. As the music flowed around, Maan took Geet in his arms and they started to dance. Their movements, slow and soft matched the tempo of the song.

Hum Aur Tum Aur Yeh Samaa

Kya Nasha Nasha Sa Hai

Geet felt her heart beat built up as Maan's fingers pressed into her bare back.

Boliye Na Boliye

Sab Suna Suna Sa Hai

She looked into Maan's intense eyes and saw his love for her reflected in them.

Hum Aur Tum Aur Yeh Samaa

Kya Nasha Nasha Sa Hai

Daadima smiled as she watched the two love birds lost in their own world. Maan and Geet continued to dance not noticing anything except each other.

Beqaraar Se Ho Kyun

Hum Ko Paas Aane Bhi Do

Maan dipped Geet down slowly and slowly pulled her up.

Gir Padaa Jo Haath Se

Woh Rumaal Uthaane Bhi Do

She spun herself out and acted as if she was walking away.

Bante Kyun Ho Jaane Bhi Do

Maan pulled her back and hugged her from behind making her smile.

Bante Kyun Ho Jaane Bhi Do

Both closed their eyes as they continued to dance.

Hum Aur Tum Aur Yeh Samaa

Kya Nasha Nasha Sa Hai

Maan kissed her cheek softly.

Boliye Na Boliye

Sab Suna Suna Sa Hai

Geet felt herself blush as she remembered their banter from earlier about kiss. Geet turned around to look at Maan and the passion and longing in his eyes left her whole body on fire.

Aaj Baat Baat Pe

Aap Kyun Sambhalne Lage

His hand caressed her cheek and she closed her eyes.

Thartharaaye Hoth Kyun

Ashq Kyun Machalne Lage

She felt his thumb brush her lips and her hands clenched his arm in response.

Lipte Gesu Khulne Lage

His hand moved from her lips to her neck and then to her shoulder where he pushed her hair away.

Lipte Gesu Khulne Lage

Her eyes opened at his move and for the first time she felt like shying away.

Hum Aur Tum Aur Yeh Samaa

Kya Nasha Nasha Sa Hai

Both of their eyes held promise of something more as they continued to sway.

Boliye Na Boliye

Sab Suna Suna Sa Hai

Neither noticed the song end till Daadima came towards them and cleared her throat. Both sheepishly smiled at Daadima as the crowd surged forward to comment and tease them about their dance.

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The song is from Dil Deke Dekho (1959) and is sung by Mohd. Rafi Saab.

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Kalpana

Character Sketch for Dev and NT

Dr. Dev Khurana

Dr. Naintara Dev Khurana

Awwwnnn sooo sweet.. Lol dekh liya dev ne how much geet is a sherni.. Akhir handa ki poti hai.. ;) superb yaar.. Nt geet getting along.. Dev maan relation.. Dadi mas love for geet.. Too good.. Cont soon hun

Lovely update. Maan in the morning found his Geet in front of him and concluded that geet must have played a prank on him. He will get another shock tonight😆 when again the switch happens. Loved their romance.

Loved chapter 8 👏
Eager for the next part 😃

Awesome n lovely part...

WOW!! amazing update dear...quite interesting...

Lovely update so geet woke a very confused maan who thought geet again prankrd him she looked like his geet was pouting and cribbing like his geet she complaining he slept in another room both were busy romancing dadi kept party maan didn't wanted his wife to be a scape goat in front of all the media geet looking for maan went and spent some time with him in his gym maan was worried but geet assure him she will be fine they got ready maan drooling on his wife she teasing him in her way dev flirting with geet maan pranked her they danced loads of romance ab preet ke haathon phir bitega