dev n naina's marriage ceremony is going on..
khurana's r not happy with the marriage n rathod's r embrassed ..
Maan is lost in his own world ...
continue soon...
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Chapter Two
Jab We Met
Some days later...
Maan took out Nakul's old jeep ( I dunno much about automobiles, I guess Jeep is a brand, but In India we use it in a general way ... so please don't mind my ignorance about it...just imagine it to be a less sophisticated version of Maan's jeep in Geet). He drove the jeep to the old cafe, where his friends were waiting for him. He had his learner's a few days back, and nobody in the family bothered to irritate him by resisting his wishes, because unlike his cousins he was a silent rebel. He would listen to none, though he never threw tantrums in front of his elders. He would only follow his mind.
His friends were arrogant brats, well most of them, except Aditya Bhatt, who declared himself as Maan's bestie by default, and Maan never objected. The whole exploring the place was a wild celebration by the boys and girls. They were unruly, and created a lot of ruckus on the way. It was almost nightfall with pink and purple clouds curtaining the sky. They were tired and decided to retire for the evening. That is when, Adi saw this bookshop, and literally begged Maan to go there. Maan didn't want a drama, and therefore complied, cuz Adi would whine and pester until he gets what he wants, and he couldn't tolerate another round of irritation after Pari's histrionics (just know that Pari did something obnoxious according to Maan for which he dropped her half way ...not going into details). Maan looked disinterested., "A bookshop? It looks so so small and old."
The other guys tried to pull Adi and choke him, but Maan glared, and that was enough a clue for them to not not mess with him. They decided to stay back and wait while Adi takes a quick look into the shop.
"I'll be q..q..quick," he chirped.
"Yeah right," Maan groaned.
The two storeyed shop was really simple and cute, perched on top of a roadside cliff.
Adi opened the door, ringing the bell, alerting the person inside.
"Who's it?" asked a sweet musical voice.
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...Moments later...
"What the heck is he doing? He's taking so long?"
"He must've dozed off beneath the books."
"Bloody bookworm!"teased Rahul with his grunting laugh.
Maan heard enough of that, and kicked a soda can into the nearby bin, silencing the others.
"Let us go inside," he declared.
The moment he reached the door, he heard that magical laugh, which silenced his heart for a moment. He composed himself and pushed open the door. The sight that caught him angered him to the core.
Adi was giggling and stuttering, while speaking animatedly to a girl adjusting her spectacles.
"ADI!!" he called in suppressed anger.
Adi bumped into the counter in confusion and terror.
"Hum bahar tumhara wait kar rahein hain and you are wasting your time in this stupid shop."
The girl cringed at the words for her father's beloved shop, and also at this arrogant boy who was ill treating this nice guy who was having a nice chat with her.
"Chalo abb yahan se," Maan held Adi's hand and tried to drag him out.
Pulkit, Karan and others just barged in trying to irritate the girl and Adi.
"Ooohh...Adi ko nahi aana, he's got a girlfriend. Dono kitne made for each other hain...CHASHMISH & CHASHMISH" they laughed and pulled out some books from the shelves, throwing them on to the floor.
The girl had had enough.
"Please stop." Her voice was soft but not timid.
"Kyun kya kar logi tum chashmish aunty?" teased Pulkit towering over her.
She pushed him and snatched the books from his hand.
"Get out of here, all of you...apni yeh gundagardi kahin aur jaa ke karna...or I'll call the police."
"Geet I am sorry on behalf of my friends," Adi apologised.
"You don't have to apologise Adi. If you don't want to go with them, we can call the police and tell them about this harassment."
"Harassment...ha ha ha" laughed Rahul slapping Adi on his back.
Maan was losing his cool now with all the drama from both the sides. He just wanted to go home and rest his aching head.
"Chalo" he pulled Adi again.
Geet shouted, "Is this the way you treat your friend, aise gulamon ki tarah. Shame on you."
Maan left Adi and stood in front of her, "How dare you? Tum hoti kaun ho, iss sade hue toote phoote shop main baith kar apne app ko koi princess samajh rahi ho."
"Main koi bhi hoon, par tum bade badtameez ho. May be no one did tell you this. I don't find anything worthy in you. Jo apne friends ko aise treat karta ho, usse main baat bhi karna pasand nahi karti."
He held her hand, and jerked it so hard, that she lost her balance and fell on him,
"Baat karna...huh! Tum main aisi koi khaas baat nahi hai ki main tumse baat karoon. Main Maan Singh Khurana hoon, tum jaisi bhikhari ki himmat kaisi hui mujhe tevar dikhane ki," he looks into her eyes with anger.
She on the other hand was feeling the pain, and tried to get out of his hold...and on top of that his words were adding insult to her wounded pride.
He pushed her hard on the ground.
"Stupid village girl," he commented and left the place followed by others who were laughing and wolf whistling at her plight. Adi made an apologetic face, and followed Maan utterly ashamed of his friends behaviour.
Geet was hurt, and had tears in her eyes, "Kitna kadva bolta hai, koi itna cruel hearted kaise ho sakta hai. Yeh insaan nahi...koi DUSTH DANAV hai." She cried in pain, and also felt anger towards his arrogance.
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