Aapka Dil Humare Pass Hai/Pt17/pg79/15 feb - Page 45

Part 10

He held her by shoulder and pinned her near wall...

What you said few minutes ago

No girl looks towards me

Mujhe ladki ko impress krna aata hi nhi hai

Mujhe unse baat krni ki tamiz nhi hai

Yhi sb kaha tha na tumne

.

Nhi hai tumhe tamiz

Bs tumhe haq jatana aata hai

Isliye maine tumhe choda hai

Aur dekhna wo bhi chod dengi

Is baar tum dekhna

Geet handa ko mein tumhare saamne propose karunga

And she not going left me

Suna tumne

You never love me

.

My only mistake is I fall in love with wrong person

But this time I choose someone better

Mr. Murat Khan

Hayat Ali you can't win from me

You already lose me

Ab jeete bhi toh wo haar hai tumhari

Kyun ki tum usse nhi

Mujhse pyaar krte ho

Bhool jaayunga mein tumhe

Par tum mujhe nhi bhool paayungi

Dekh lena

Bhul na bhi kaun chahta hai

You are my mistake murat

And this time I choose someone better than you

.

Now get out

She pushed him and left inside in party hall.

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Maan take geet to dance floor, and both dancing on loud music... 

he encircled hand around her waist and pull closer, she shocked see his little advancement...

Geet : maan what you doing

Maan : common geet

We are friend

.

Waise bhi you are not of my type

Geet encircled hand around his neck and said waise tumhari type hai kya

Maan : jisse dekhte mere hosh ud jaaye

Jisse har baar mood ke dekhne ko mann kre

Jisse mein apni nazro se ek pal ke liye dur na hone du

Jisse ek din na milu toh asa laga

Kyi saal bit gye ho jaise

.

.

Aur tumhe dekhte mere kaha hosh ude

Phla point pe fail

.

Geet : mujhe koi shok nhi hai

 Teri un chipkaliyo jaisa banana ka

.

Maan : don't forget you try same

Yaad dilayu

.

Geet : ek baar shi kya ho gya aaj

Hawa mein ud rhe hai janab

.

Excuse me

Maan and geet take step back and see murat standing in front of both.

Murat : I don't know anyone here

Only you come and talk with me

Can I dance with you?

If your friend

Maan : why not

Go geet

.

He gives her hand in murat hand, she feel shiver in his hold, maan take step back and murat take step ahead with geet...

.

In his arms geet, but his eyes searching hayat in hall, she sitting in one corner of hall... and just remembering how he ask from her for dance...

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Murat pull closer geet, she hold his shirt tightly, both lips so close to each other...

.

She already take 3-4 shots of vodka...how can he hold her like that when we love each other... hayat this relation break by you, but how can he move forward so soon...

.

Geet : murat please

.

Murat : I don't want to scare you geet

Relax

.

Geet encircled hand around murat and both dancing closer...

.

.

Maan : hello Miss

I think you already taken many shots

Aapko ab aur nhi pena chaiye

.

Hey am hayat

Hayat ali

Maan : Maan Singh Khurana

.

She stands from chair and come closer to him and asked aap us ladki ke sath the na

Maan : ha

She is my friend

Hayat : mujhe laga girl friend hai

Maan : no

You are new here

Hayat : yes

Just transfer here

Maan : hmm

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After some time murat and geet come near maan, murat wrapped hand around geet waist and said thanks both of you

Geet : for what

Murat : for friendship

Maan : not at all

.

Geet : who is she

Hayat : am Hayat Ali

Geet : toh aap maan ki dost hai

Hayat : abhi toh nhi

He not offer friendship to me

Maan : if you want friendship

You also can ask

Hayat : so it's mean you don't want

Maan : hmm

I want to propose you

Hayat : what

Maan : actually when you enter here

Am not able to move my eyes from you

You are so beautiful

And I really want to propose you for my girlfriend

Par fir socha

NO

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Hayat : why you stopped

You can try

Kya pata mein HA kh deti

.

She looks towards Murat and said Maan my answer is YES

Maan : what

Hayat : common

Why you shocked

Am girl

Your friend too

Toh huya na girl friend

.

At end all laughs, only murat try to put smile own face...

Maan and hayat hugged each other, at with this story take turn for new beginning...

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