~pari~ THREAD 3 updated new thread 29th april - Page 71

Part 41

Oh she looked so angry, frustrated, and broken all at the same time. She shook her head in disbelief and then turned to walk away.

Maan knew he should say something, or this moment would pass and he would regret it forever. He held her hand and spoke with so much emotions in his voice
Maan - I want to be with you.. Only... you

She turned back and crushed right into his arms buried her face in his chest.
His hands were cold.. He was so scared to let his heart believe it was for real.

Maan - but I am so scared Geet.

Geet drew a deep sigh of relief - Oh my god jaan ..
The embrace he missed so much.
Maan - u know Geet, what I have gone through in past. I know we are from different world. I am scared this relation won't last. I don't want to lose you in my life. And I don't want to get hurt anymore.

Geet cupped his face - Why would I hurt you jaan? Mujhe zada koi nahi jaantha ..what you have gone through

Maan looked at her confused - why me Geet?

I am such a damaged piece. I have so much of emotional thing going on.. Why me. I have nothing to give you.

Geet - I already have everything. You're the only thing I want jaan.

Maan - I have very small small dreams. I quit this glamours world. I don't know if your family would like me pulling u to such world of mine.

She smiled and hugged him tighter.
Geet - On the contrary, you're exactly what my family would wish for me. Waisen bhi I didn't want to marry any rich successful guy I wanted a man who would love me even if I was poor.

Then she pulled away from him so she could look into his eyes. And that's you, jaan

There was still so much of questions - you may want me now Geet, but for how long?

She tiptoed and kissed his lips - How about saath janmo ke liyen?

Maan - how can you be so sure geet.

She giggled and kissed him again. She snuggled into a hug let me tell you a story that should clear your mind. When I was a teenager I grew up seeing jiji & jiju. They were so much in crazy love. There was no money, no religion or color or anything that mattered between them. I had everything in my life. I was always focused with my studies and carrier. Ever since I was young, I wasn't into dating guys forget guys not even close friend... I grew up thinking these guys only wanted my money. I wanted to find one like Jiju, who loved Jiji for who she really is. Not because she was an heir to a huge inheritance. But when it came to love... I wanted someone who would love me for me. Geet not Geet Handa. And in this day and age, it is difficult to find someone like that. Who would like you for who you are inside? I hated guys who threw themselves at me. Trust me I have a reputation of repelling guys.

One day, I walked into a mall to shop for my jiji & jiju & the little ones. I accidentally bumped into some mad angered guy. His scent filled my senses and to my greatest shock, he hugged me and cried in my arms trust me didn't make it obvious. He probably didn't even look up to see who I was. It was the first time in my life I felt needed. Not for my money... but for the warmth, comfort, and protection I could provide.

When I looked up at him, I saw a handsome, but torn and broken soul. When I walked into the shop, I couldn't get him out of mind. It was like wo merin saanon main bus gayen the. I couldn't do my shopping. I ran out of the mall and started looking for him. I spend the whole day looking for him. I had never felt such a loss in my life. The thought I would never see him again tore me.

And then one night, when I came for a business meeting in the bar, I saw him again, sitting in the bar, trying hard not to look miserable. I knew I had to meet him, but I wasn't used to talking to guys, or trying to start a conversation with one... so I took off my jacket, and pretended to take a shot. I just hoped he noticed me. Oh he was so possessive when he walked to cover me. I was blown away seeing him being so concerned the way I looked. I could see he just leaned over to cover my dress that was slipping up.

When he told me his story and told me he needed help, I just couldn't resist. It was the easiest way for me to see him again. Main tho sirf ussen jaan na chathi thi. At that point, it didn't matter what I was doing. All I knew was that I wanted to get to know him better and I'd like to see him again, so I agreed to help him. I saw his spirit and his will to survive through his pain and humiliation, and I admired him even more. And for the first time in my life, I felt like someone liked me for me... it didn't matter if I was poor. Uss raat mujhe laga mano sari khusyian mil gayin. For once, a person enjoyed my company without knowing who I really was.

Aur wo investment, I did it partly because I saw the potential in it. Another part .. she bit her lips..he waited curiously to know .. Another part wanted me to give him a fresh start. Because the sooner he gets over his past, the faster he would start a fresh... would come looking for me as he promised. But sooner or later, he had to find out who I really was. And he didn't like me anymore... didn't like me as much as he liked the model he met in the bar.

And somehow, no matter what I did, the issue of my being Handa got in the way. To make things worse, I went crazier and crazier about him every day. Believe me, I never hated being Geet Handa in my entire life. But I did. Because I wanted him more.

He listened carefully to her story. He couldn't help hugging her closer in his arms.

That trip with jiju and jiji was my way to let him know who I really was. I thought I would be able to win him. But this guy can be pretty stubborn sometimes. He was all bent up in his beliefs that no one could change his mind. But I put up with it. I was willing to wait for as long as it took because ever since I was a teenager, I was hoping to find a man who would love me for who I am inside. And I know that the fact that I'm Geet Handa prevented him from taking a chance on me.

She pulled away from him so she could look into his eyes. He stared down at her. It seemed like he could see Geet's soul in those almonds... like she was baring it all for him.
Every time we pretend we're together, that was the only time I could freely express what I really feel for you, Jaan. I express how much I wanted to take care of you. How much I wanted you to hold me in your arms, and she shied make love to me. Whenever I was your fianc, I could picture how life would be like when we're truly together... aur main jaan thi hoon it would be perfect.

When we stopped, I had to pretend I don't feel anything for you, I held back every bit of my emotion. For a while now, it seemed that whenever I pretend to be your fianc, that's when reality starts for us... when we go back to being just... friends... aur wo merin liyen muskil tha..

She took a deep breath and leaned forward to kiss his heart - You were so convinced that you don't belong in my world... but you don't realize that I belong to you! Na jane kab se jaan. Aap phone karthen ho.. I answer in one ring. Anything you want, doesn't matter what time or where I am... I pull it off for you. You yourself asked me why I did all that for you

Maan - I thought you were just helping out some poor desperate soul

Geet - I am not that good a person jaan. I can be very selfish. I did it because I am crazy about you jaan .. Oh god jaan I am so crazy about you

He hugged her dearly - You said I was having a relationship with you...

Geet - It felt that way to me. We're on the phone all the time. Your house has all my stuffs. When I come to NyC I live at your place. You didn't notice?
Maan -wo tho main ne .. he had no words to describe his action
she shook her head - I wanted you to realize that it didn't have to be complicated. I wanted you to get used to a life with me... and I was hoping you'd find it comforting... that you could handle it... that I was far from the rich business woman you have seen in your life. So when you're finally ready to admit to yourself that you're ready for a relationship, I would be the first on your list... regardless of whether I was Geet Handa or not.

He closed his eyes taking in her feel. The feel he missed. He realized yes they have been together. She did live with him when she visited NYC.

She took a deep breath - I cannot help who I am, jaan. I cannot change who I am. I will always be Geet Handa. But I want you in my life. I want you more than I've wanted anything in my life! I'm willing to wait for as long as it takes. I'm even willing to honor your "no sex before marriage" policy, if that's what it takes, and I will do it better than Nt ever did. I'll fly back to NYC for you as often as you want. Just... trust me, take a chance on me. And I will do my best to make the relation work.

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lots of love

Muskan