GHSP 6th Year Celebration - Page 6

some mansion pics

Personal space for office meeting or work

Bedroom

house

lawn & pool

Part 2

Now she went without giving me any answer... I like this room and she not said any word...

Maan what you saying

How can she talk?

In anger he going to hit his leg with some sharp glasses, in exact time geet come and placed her hand around her leg... she little winched... he look down and see her little smile...

Maan : why you sitting down now

She stands and pointed towards the glass pieces...

Maan : hmm

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If you don't want I stay here...I mean we

She place palm on his lips... He feels little wet, he held her palm, she feels shy, first she touches his lips then he held her hand...

Maan : geet

Ye khoon kaise

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She point towards glass piece...

Maan : are you mad

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Why you not call me

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She bends her head down...

Maan : how can I forget this

You can't speak

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He takes out handkerchief, and tied around her wound...

Now let's go

Koi aur room dekhte hai aaj raat sone ke liye

She held his hand, stop him, she pick broom in one hand ...

Maan : now what you doing

She takes him outside and closes the door on his face...

Maan : geet open kro

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Damm

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Now what she doing inside...

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Oh god

Maan tujhe bhi ye gungi hi mili thi shaadi ke liye

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Why you doing this with me god

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After one hour she opened the door, he going to blast on her, but seeing room, he feels little happy ... One smile reaches to his eyes, seeing him happy she smile heartily... now room is not clean properly, but now things is little better ... shattered pieces of glasses , dust now placed in one corner, now things placed on own place, looking better ...nor like messy room...

(this is not exact pics... for making better the imagination i put this pics)

She left him...

Maan : again she gone

After five minutes she comes with suitcase... she takes out one bed sheet and placed on bed... .

Maan : geet

Kafi raat ho gyi hai

Hume so jaana chaiye

She nodded...

Tum washroom mein change kr lo jaake

Mein yha kr leta hu

*******

Both sleeping on end point of bed at opposite sides, he sleeping peacefully, but she not able to sleep... she stand from bed and take out her dairy...and sit on couch open lamp light...

How can I forget this?

You can't speak

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His words ringing in her ears... All says this to her, but hearing from give her pain...

She touched her handkerchief, smile see his care and realize he only said those words due to her careless...but

No but geet

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Next day, early morning she arise & left for further cleaning...

Around 9 A.m he wake and sees all around found the room now properly cleans... He come downstairs and sees, she working around dining table...

Maan : geet

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When you wake up

She showed finger to him ...

Maan : five

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You cleaned the room, hall and now dining...

She nodded...

Maan : coffee

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Watchman enters and handed some bags to her... and going to give remaining money...she denied...

Maan : ye sb kya hai

She starts placing grocery items on table...

Maan : mein smjh gya

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Ek minute

You take money from my wallet

Without asking me

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Tum asa kaise kr sakti ho

She denied...

Maan : fir kaise aaya ye samaan

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She picks notepad and pen, write something then show him...

Maan : you those money which you get in our marriage...

Ok

Now make coffee

Then breakfast

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He left without looking her one time...

*******

She goes in kitchen and try to work on brass stove...she fill the stove tank with kerosene oil then try to lightened this...finally after five minutes stove start working...she fast make his coffee and left for room...

Maan : ya

I get those papers

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Don't worry

Mein sign krwa lunga

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I love you too

Her step freeze hearing I love you too from him ... He speaking with someone on phone... she try to control the tears... She entered in room placed coffee mug on side table, going to left...

Maan : geet

Breakfast jaldi banana

Mujhe kuch kaam se jaana hai

She nodded silently, then left...

Part 3

She goes in kitchen and try to work on brass stove...she fill the stove tank with kerosene oil then try to lightened this...finally after five minutes stove start working...she fast make his coffee and left for room...

Maan : ya

I get those papers

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Don't worry

Mein sign krwa lunga

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I love you too

Her step freeze hearing I love you too from him ... He speaking with someone on phone... she tries to control the tears... She entered in room placed coffee mug on side table, going to left...

Maan : geet

Breakfast jaldi banana

Mujhe kuch kaam se jaana hai

She nodded silently, and then left...

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She starts preparing breakfast for him and silently cried... She try to absorb this he saying I love you someone else...try to convince own self she hear the wrong... but that's not true , he talking with someone... She has to ask... But how/... if my think is wrong then his I look in his eyes...if am right... not...that not possible...how can he love someone else...ydi kissi aur se pyaar krte toh tujhse shaadi thode na krte

Yes

Mein bhi na

Avyi soch rhi hu

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Par fir bhi ek baar puch lena chaiye

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After eating breakfast he stand and going to say, before he says, geet give him notepad...

Maan : aap kissi aur se pyaar krta hai kya

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Wo jb hum room mein aaye aapko coffee dene

Toh humne aapko kissi se I love you khte suna

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Jaante hai

Asa kuch nhi hai

Asa hota

Toh humari shaadi thode hoti

Par fir bhi

Hum aapse sunana chahte hai

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Maan : geet

Jo tumna suna tha

Wo bilkul shi tha

Yes I love someone else

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She feels, someone snatch land from her feet... Her eyes fill with tears...he come closer and cupped her face then said am saying I love you to my friend Adi Daughter pia...she is only four years old kid.. geet

Yuhi khud ko itna pareshan kiya

Ussi waqt puch leti mujhse

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She clutched his shirt tightly, come close to him, placed head on his chest, cry heartily...

Maan : oh geet

Now why you crying

Koi nhi hai

She sees in his eyes; pass the smile, but tears not stopping...

Maan : can you stop your cry session

And give me that file

She gives question link try to say him which files he asking...

Maan : geet jo kal uncle ne di thi

Tumhari bidaai ke waqt

She goes in room and takes the file then handover him...

Maan : now am going

I have some work

She held his hand and give notepad to him...

Maan : you come for lunch or not

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Maan : not sure geet

Sham ho jaayengi

Jaha tk hai

You take care

He patted her cheek then left...

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Oh babaji

Mein bhi na kya - kya krti hu

Dairy don't laugh on me

Ok

When I heard he saying I love you someone else

Only I know what I feel

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Do you know a life of loneliness?

Filled with pain,

Living a life with nothing to gain,

Surrounded by darkness

A life without peace

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How do I mend a broken heart?
My entire world has fallen apart.

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Another side of my heart says

Even it's hard for me

To let you free

I'll do it for you

So that you'll not be lonely

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But am happy its only misunderstanding which clear own good note...

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He came in with the Breeze

A beat passed. Nothing moved. Moonlight splattered into the darkness of the room through an open window. Outside, the breeze danced lazily, making the leaves hum serenely. She heard it again, clearer this time. It was a shrill whistle that cut through the chilly night like a neatly sharpened fang. Though, it didn't strike her as a co-incidence for the electricity to burn out and the strange noises to begin exactly when she was home alone.It's the month of November, and Geet's birthday was just 3 hours away. Due to the special occasion, Geet's family had requested the Khuranas to let her stay with them for a couple of days so that they could celebrate together. But since none of them had gotten her any gifts yet, Beeji set out for shopping with Nandini, Lucky and Preeto. Teji wasn't home from work yet and nobody knows about Jugnu Mama's whereabouts. He's a top-secret detective agent after all, so naturally his Jasoosi' skills should remain anonymous. And the servants had retired for the night. That only leaves Geet alone at home. She wasn't very excited about her birthday this time since Maan was away on a business trip in Canada. Being the restless human being that she was, not having someone to talk to started making her feel lonely. There were texts exchanged between her and Maan, but his replies were always slow. Not wanting to disturb him, she rang the Khurana Mansion in hopes of speaking to Daadima. But even she wasn't at home. "God knows what has happened to everyone today. Babaji, is everyone out enjoying under the sky today except me? Or is it that whoever I feel like talking to, is finding excuses to avoid me? Whatever it is, I have much better things to do than sit around and hunt for people to talk to, haina? Haan." Pouting all the way to the kitchen, Geet made up her mind to cook her favorite Pea Curry. That way her mind was occupied and she easily slipped into a relaxed mode as she hummed tunes to her favorite songs. She was almost finished with cooking when the lights went off. "AAA!!!"Geet stood still in the middle of the dark kitchen with her eyes scrunched shut and her hands covering her ears. Her fear of the dark was still her biggest challenge. But to worsen things further, all the weird noises began at that moment. All Geet could do was stand in a pool of sweat and surrender to the horrifying situation she was in."Babaji, what did I ever do to you? I call out your name at least 200 times a day and yet this is how you answer me? Please mujhe bachaa lijiye!" Geet whispered to herself in fright as the strange howling noises continued getting louder by each passing second. At first, it was only her frantic heartbeat she could hear until it was overpowered by the inhuman sounds. Grasping her Taweez tightly, she prayed to Babaji and wished her Maan was there to save her. But she realized, not all wishes come true.A minute passed. And then another one. The sounds had stopped completely now. A few beats later, Geet opened an eye and peeked at the window. There was nothing visible other than the light breeze making her curtains dance elegantly. She exhaled a long breath of relief that she hadn't realized she was holding in. Suddenly, a shadow appeared in front of her.However, this time she didn't dare scream. Or even utter a single word. Because this time, the incidents weren't a part of the world outside her window anymore. The shadow was inside the kitchen.The shadow was of a figure, whose dark silhouette was blanketed by the white curtains swirling around it. Geet's mind had completely blanked out except for the one word desperately ringing in her mind: How? How could anyone get in? Where are the security guards?But alas, those were questions that had no answers locked within.The figure made no move yet. From the outline of its silhouette, Geet could only make out the fact that the person was unarmed. Unless there was a weapon hidden in a pocket. Trying her best to make her movements unnoticeable, Geet slowly inched her fingers towards the kitchen knife on the table behind her. Where are you?? Her mind screamed frantically as she wasn't able to locate the knife. That's when the figure began moving towards her. Adrenaline shot through her veins wildly as she perspired heavily. She lost all sense of thinking as her ultimate focus was to obtain the damn knife. The movements of her hand started getting shakier with each threatening step the figure took to get closer to her. But there was no turning back now. It was either Do or Die.Amidst all this, the clocked ticked obliviously at its loudest. Its hands indicated 11:56 pm. The Devil's hour was close, and at this moment it seemed as though the Devil himself chose to scar the Handa Haveli at midnight.The figure was now standing two steps away from Geet. By this point, she could clearly see that the figure belonged to a man. There wasn't any moment left to lose and yet, she didn't have the knife within her reach. She began backing up against the table when she saw the intruder's hands reaching inside his pocket. Oh Babaji, please don't let my suspicions be true. Please forgive me for everything I've said and done till today.Geet closed her eyes and gave up. If this was how her fate was meant to be sealed, then so be it. Images of her and Maan flashed through her mind for one last time. The times they had silly cat and dog fights, the times he apologized and made up to her, the times they hugged and the times they fought against the world for the sake of their true love for each other. Each moment imprinted in her memory made their presence known for the last time and she held on to them in hopes of re-living those moments, even if her Maan wasn't present with her to witness her last breath. She counted till 10 in her mind and awaited the final blow.

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"HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU GEET!"Geet's eyes flew open and she gasped out loud. The lights had come back on and the intruder standing in front of her had the most ridiculous smile plastered on his face. She was being showered with rose petals from his hands."Maan?" That was all Geet managed to croak out. Her dry throat and shocked heart couldn't manage to form any sentence even though her mind was buzzing with so many questions. "Gotcha, didn't I? My God, I should have recorded the entire thing. Your reaction was priceless!" Maan doubled over in laughter while clutching his stomach. He continued laughing for a while until he realized Geet hadn't said anything at all. He stopped and looked at her. What he saw ripped his heart apart. Geet was in tears."Geet? Geet, tum theek toh ho? Why are you crying?"Maan's face contorted with worry. He placed both his hands on her cheeks and wiped her tears away. Geet's sobs only kept increasing."Geet talk to me! Kuch toh bolo... what's wrong? Why are y-"Out of the blue, Geet hugged Maan tightly. She buried her face in his chest and let the tears flow freely. The action caught Maan off-guard for a second, but he regained his composure and hugged her back with equal fervor. Geet then begins to rant between sobs and hiccups."Aisa koi karta hai kya? Aapko pata hai mujhe andhera se darr lagta hai. Aur phir bhi aapko ye mazaak suja? Aapko pata hai main kitni darr gayi thi ? Mujhe sach mein laga ki koi mujhe chot pohchaney aaya hai... aur aap ho ke hass rahey ho mujh pe. It's not funny. Yeh bhi koi tareeka hota hai kisi ko wish karne ka ? Birthday pe apni death day ki tayyaari le rahi thi main sirf appki wajah se. Pata hai? Apni maut ko-"Maan immediately cut her off by placing his hand on her lips."Chup. Bilkul chup. Ek aur shabdh nahi."Geet quieted down but the tears wouldn't stop."Geet, I'm really sorry. Please ro mat. Tum hero ta dekh main bardasht nahi kar sakta, especially agar who aansu mere wajah se ho. Please mujhe maaf kardo. I just wanted to surprise you.""Aapne mujhse jhoot kaha? You said you were in Canada for a business trip. Toh ye sab kya hai?"Geet pouts and glares up at him. Maan was having a hard time restraining himself from pulling her cheeks because of how adorable she looked at the moment. So in order to be on the safe side, Maan held both his ears and made the best puppy faces he could form."Dekho Geet, main tumhaarey liye 50 up-downs karne ke liye tayyaar hoon. Please forgive me Mishty?" Geet places her hands on her hips and gave Maan a murderous look."Pehle apna punishment poora kijiye aur phir bulana mujhe Mishty Fishty. Aur aapka punishment thora aur modified hona chahiye. Up-downs 50 nahi, 100 times karna hoga. Aur har up-down ke baad 'I'm sorry' bolna padhega. Samjhe aap?" Maan was rendered speechless. He only stared at her in shock."Makkhi khaa li kya aapne, jo aesey shakal banake khadey hai? Chaliye, shuru ho jaaiye issey pehleki main punishment dugna kardoon." Immediately, Maan snapped out of his shock and gulped hard. Not wasting another second, he began kneeling down and up with his hands holding his ears, and uttered apologies between each turn. For a third person, the scene going on would have resembled a comedy scene. Geet was suppressing her laughter inside. She couldn't let her stern demeanor crack. It wasn't everyday that she got to see Maan like this and so, she planned to take full advantage of the situation. Her heart only kept growing with her love for him by seeing him fulfil his punishment flawlessly just as she asked him to. She knew that he would never hurt her intentionally and still he accepted his mistake and worked to apologize to her the way she wanted. This punishment was unnecessary, but she only asked him to do so to make him think that she was being serious. By now, he had completed 60 up-downs and still continued on. Geet couldn't bear to see him like this anymore, and she stepped forward and put her arms around his shoulders to stop him. For the second time that night, Maan was surprised by her unexpected gesture. He gazed at her in confusion about why she stopped him in the middle as he was almost nearing 100. When he looked at her beautiful hazel eyes, he saw a fresh set of tears begin pooling in them. Panic gripped him once again."Geet tum""Geet places her index finger on his lip and whispers, "Shh. Chup, bilkul chup."Maan realizes what she did and smiles at her shyly."You stole my line Mrs. Khurana.""And since when did you start copyrighting your lines, Mr. Khurana?""No one ever dares to imitate me, whether in talking or in actions. You're the first person to defy me.""Acha? Hmm, and what do you intend to do about that?" Geet places a finger under her chin and looks up at the ceiling as she pretends to wonder and think. Maan falls more in love with her, if such a thing was even possible. But then again, when it comes to the two of them, anything is possible."We'll see what we can do about that Mishty. How about this?"He gently took her hand away from her chin and placed it in his hand. Then, he grazed a small kiss on her forehead. Geet's breathing accelerated and her heart fluttered faster in anticipation. She closed her eyes. A few breaths later, she felt his lips on her right eyelid, and another one on her left. Then he kissed the tip of her nose. In her mind, Geet couldn't help but think that this was the best birthday present she could ever wish for. Her Maan was with her and she wanted nothing else in life at that moment. If she could, she would freeze time and stay cocooned in his arms for eternity. She smiled in content knowing now that if wished strongly enough, some wishes do come true.Her thoughts were interrupted by a peck on her lips. Her heart somersaulted erratically. She fluttered her eyes open and was gifted by Maan's smolderingdark gaze on her. She blushed bright and averted her eyes towards the ground. Slowly, Maan placed his finger under her chin and lifted her face to his. Silently commanding her to look at him, he whispered in awe."I love you Geet. Happy birthday once again."Geet's happiness was overwhelming. She hugged him tightly and said, "I love you more Maan. Thank you for everything."Maan stilled for a moment."What did you say?" Geet broke the hug to look at him. "What?""I love you more, samjhi tum?"Geet blinked up at him and thought, Yeh toh sach mein pagal ho gaye hai. "Nahi Maan, I definitely love you more than you love me. Ye aapna hi samjhogey."Maan glared at her."Geet, maine kahana, I love you the most and that's final. Issme beheski koi zaroorat nahi hai.""Behes? Shuru kisne kiya?" "Tumne""Haawwwmaine?? Baat ko ghumaake dosro pe ilzaam lagaana koi aapse seekhe. Dusht Daanav kaheeenke.""Kya kaha tumne?""Oh, toh ab aap behre bhi ho gaye ho?""Geeet!" Maan glared at her even more now and Geet glared back at him. They kept glaring at each other and automatically it had turned into a staring competition. Neither of them blinked nor backed down. Both of them were determined to win this. However, all good things must come to an end at some point.

"Happy birthday Geet!!!"

Both Maan and Geet's concentration broke and they looked at the source of the sound at the same time. It was her family. They were back from shopping. And so were Teji and Mamaji.

"Aap sab... Aagaye?"

"Haan Geet didi, hum sab aa bhi gaye aura ap dono ka comedy show bhi enjoy kar liya. Woh staring contest kuch zyaada hee intense ho raha tha, issiliye humne aap dono ka concentration todh diya." Nandini said to Geet and started laughing, and the rest of her family joined in too.

Maan and Geet just looked at each other guiltily at getting caught together by her family.

"O jeee. Chalo khaana shaana shuru kardein? Baara toh kabkaa baj chuka hai. Cake kaatlein?"

"Haan Lucky paaji. Bhook toh mainnu bohaat lagging. Jugnu Jasoos ka kaam hai hee aisa, paan ika ek boondh tak pee nahi sakta."

"Hum sab kobohaat achi tarha pata hai aap kaunsi paaniki baat karrahey ho."

Beeji smacked her head at their childishness and called Geet.

"Geet puttar, idha raao. Jitna jaldi cake kaat eutna hee behtar hai hum sab keliye. Kal subha jaldi uthna haina.Bohot saara kaam baaki hai."

Geet nodded and smiled at her and started walking towards them. Suddenly, Maan grabbed her arm and pulled her towards him.

"Maan! Ye aap kya karrahey ho? Chodiye mujhe."

Geet hit his hand in an attempt to break free but as always, it didn't work.

"Geet, contest maine jeeta hai."

"Kya? Kaunsa contest?"

"Staring contest."

"Kaise? Hum dono haar gaye. None of us won. Ab mera haath chodiye. Sab log dekhrahe hai humein."

"Koi nahi dekh raha."

Geet turned her head to look at the others, and sure enough nobody was paying attention to them. They were all busy setting up the tables with drinks, gifts and the cake. Geet faced Maan again.

"Aapko kya chahiye?"

"Tum."

Geet hit him again.

"Maan, ye sharart I ka waqt nahi hai. Sab mera intezaar kar rahey hai."

"Okay, I'll tell you ke mujhe kya chahiye. Like I said, I won the staring contest. And now I want my gift."

"Ek toh aap cheating karte ho aur upar se gift?"

"I'm serious. Party khatam hote hee apne kamr e mein aajana. Main tumhaara intezaar karoonga."

"Maan ye aap""

"Shh Geet. Kabhi toh meri baat maan liya karo."

Geet just stared at him dumbfoundedly and then made her way over to her family. Maan smirked at himself gleefully. His plan was working. His gift for her was still pending, and he wanted to give it to her in private. He also had to give her the birthday card Aryan made before going on a long drive with Daadima. On the card, little Aryan had written: Happy Buday Mummy. I luv you :)
Maan smiled at his 3 year old son's innocent spelling errors.

Turning his attention back to the celebration, he joined the others around the table. A large chocolate cheesecake dominated the table which was adorned with red and white colored candles. Maan looked at Geet, who was also examining the cake, and they caught each other's eyes at the same time. The exact thought crossed through their minds and their eyes spoke to each other without needing any words- It's both of our favorite colors together. They smiled at each other and then proceeded to cut the cake. Geet stood in the middle and was the centre of attraction in the room. With her auburn hair flowing down her shoulders, she was the epitome of beauty. Maan watched her intently, mesmerized by the way certain strands of her hair glazed under the lights.

Geet had already cut the cake by the time he was out of his moment of admiration, and was giving everyone a bite of it. When it was Maan's turn to eat out of her hands, he seductively took a bite and made sure to graze her fingers with his teeth discreetly. The bold action made Geet gasp out and feeling embarrassed, she looked around to see no one had noticed that little exchange between them. Maan smirked at her and gave her a playful wink.

You have no idea what's in store for you, Mrs. Geet Singh Khurana.

Leaving a flabbergasted Geet behind, Maan said his good-nights to his in-laws and pretended to exit the house. Little did they know, that Maan Singh Khurana could be a sly fox when it comes to obtaining his goals through trickery. He hid in the shadows for a while and then very slowly and secretively, beganclimbing the stairs that led to Geet's bedroom.

Among the small crowd celebrating downstairs, only Geet noticed his actions and she mentally shook her head at how good he was at fooling others. She was growing curious by every passing minute about what Maan could possibly have up his sleeves. She knew he was up to no good, and she couldn't wait to find out about it.

Upstairs, Maan creeped into Geet's room with her gift in his hand. He shut the door and placed the gift box on her bed. Thinking that Geet hadn't noticed him slipping into her room, he decided to hide inside her cupboard. Not bothering to switch the lights on, he opened her cupboard, entered inside and wondered how long it would take for Geet to finish up for the night. Until then he'd have to crouch in the dark.

He didn't have to wait for too long.

Footsteps sounded outside the door. The louder they got, the wider Maan's smirk grew. He couldn't wait to see her reaction on opening the gift.

The door creaked open.

Yes, this is it. Geet you better prepare yourself to receive the best gift of your life.

He heard the lights switch on. Opening the cupboard a tiny bit, he risked a peek. Geet's back faced him. She was hunched over the bed in front of the gift box. Maan's heartbeat thundered in his chest. He watched Geet's tentative hands unwrapping the box slowly. It took her a while to get it completely unwrapped and then she lifted the lid up.

Geet's breath hitched in her throat. It was the last thing she expected to see.

It was Victoria's Secret lingerie.