FF Pyar ka ehsaas Maan and Geet thread 4 - Page 23

I always used to think you made my day.off late first thing in the morning I used to do was to read your FF. Today what did you do? I still believe that nothing has happened to Geet and that call Maan didn't attend was her call. and it has to be!!!!!!!!! But how could you think of such a sad part for the 100th episode yaar? Narration was great but ...............
Any way post the next part fast enough to relieve everyone from the tension.

jaya

I hope you come up with an update soon with the news that Geet is back 😊
Hope she's not lost her memory or something....

Muskaan. what are u doing to me... u can't kill geet when it was getting so good.. I so hope she is ok.. now off to read the other chapt.. ps nice century dear:)

thank you so much i wish you were real the writer for GEET please keep writing i love it.

congs for 100 edisode.............................. love u ..........................great job.......................... 👏

hi! it's really nice. but i guess u don't make geet to die there . i really don't want the such thing to happen their. i want maneeet forever and hope u will do somwhat i wish to have i'e; geet to be alive. and i'm happy for u that ur making nice updates .update the nxt soon

Hey Muskaan,

I read all the three updates,
they were as usual, fantastic.

Aur yeh kya kar diya appne 100the episode mein,
Geet ko kya ho gaya😭
bechari ke hisse mein, pyaar for long time likha hi nahin, 😭
this is the same case with Maan too,

Please mukaan, kuch chamatkaar karo, let Geet be safe!

Eagerly looking forward to ur next update!

Love
Laskhmi

maan walks to the car..& there was a sudden down pour..he removed his
coat & threw it inside the car..his phone kept ringing he did'nt answere..
he walked hit the car roof & walked & walked...the rain soaked him wet..
the only thing that was running in his mind was geet...
he was shattered ..defeated ..yet again by fate..

part 101

he knew he loved geet..but did'nt know wat she could do to him..
this thought of life without geet was eating him..he hated himself..
he hated that he could not make her trust him..she had never told
those 3 words..he never felt the need of it ..untill now..when he felt
he would never be able to hear them from her...when she was with him
for all those 4 yrs..next to him...he ignored her..he only gave her sorrows
he always thought he could make it up to her...but at this moment
he realized how important were those 35000hrs in his life..how she selflessly
did everything in love..yet never expected anything from him..how she gave in
to every wish..every desire of his..she never complained..
how she merged into his life..inseparably..how she did every thing for
him..his happiness..she lived every min indulging only into him & his love

Hum chahkar bhi tumhe pa na sake
Par tumne na chahkar bhi hume pa liya
Hum chahkar bhi tumhe khushiya na de sake
Par tum na chahkar bhi hume khushiya de gaye
Hum chahkar bhi pyaar nibha na sake
Par tum na chahkar bhi pyaar nibha gaye'

how her love forced him to fall for her ..how her love gave life to his
feelingless meaningless life..he realized they were inseparable...he realized maan is geet & geet is maan..aur geet nahi to maan nahi..

it was 11pm maan walked into the out house..strangely the door was locked
he rested his head on the door...did'nt want to walk in..did'nt want to
feel the house without her..the slight sigh of his..& she opened the door
he stood there, his hair dripping, his face wet as much as his eyes the white
cotton shirt stuck to his chest and arms, transparent against his skin,
and his eyes burned as he stared at her when she opened the door smiling...
Without a word, he came in, put his cold hands on her face and kissed her...
geet made a soft... cry ..maan..
his mouth carried the flavor of rain and a decade of
yearning, and geet reached for him wondering his yearning was about
she tried understanding ..as she met the raging & paining
kiss..those lips, the tongue that plunged into her mouth.
geet caught his upper arms, and felt the tenseness of muscles beneath wet cotton..

maan backed her against the wall and pressed his body into hers..
kissing her face, her chin, her throat, her mouth again... feeling every inch of
her ..checking if she was fine..feeling his life..living is life..again..

the sound of rain, the smell of hot earth, came in through the open door, and with
it a wind bearing raindrops that sprayed over her face and her hair... his clothes
were wet, but they warmed as he pressed into her, warmed with the heat of
her flesh.. geet arched into him, put her arms around him, pulled him closer,
maan did'nt want to even think about wat happened..wat he thought was true..
was just all a missunderstanding..the thought bought a jolt in him..
he was not sure ..he was reassuring himself..feeling her more & more
all the incidents just flashed infront of him..all at once, maan shattered.
his weeping was no longer a soft, silent thing, but great gulping sobs that
ripped through his hard chest and throat... the fine trembling in his fingers
and wrists turned to bone-cracking shivers that rocked his limbs and his spine...
as if geet knew, as if she understood, she only gathered him into her,
wrapped her delicate arms around him and enfolded him completely,
she bend her face against his wet chest while he buried his head into her neck and wept. twice maan tried to raise his head, tried to find some way to pull himself back under control, and twice she simply held him more lightly, stroking his back, his hair, his face close against her neck..he wept as if he were grieving, wept in a way he had not since he was a small child...
geet - kya hua maan..
maan - shh!!! kuch nahi kaho..mujhe bus tunhare paas rahene do..

safe in the circle of her embrace, maan simply rested, listening to her heart and her breath, feeling the life in her..smelling the scent of her skin...he closed his eyes and let go of a shuddering breath...he didn't know how long it was till he finally stirred... he thought he might have fallen into a stupefied doze, lying against her that way. ..
geet raised her head..
geet - aap ko thand lag jayaghi..maan
maans eyes..those deep.. bottomless, beautiful eyes, were liquid..drenched.. nahi he whispered, and moved the hair from her face.
maan - tum kanha chali gayi thi...tumhara phone bhi unreachable tha
tum chandini chowk se kab aayai
geet - aap ne mana kiya tha ..to main kaise jathi..
maan hugged her tight..phir kyun meri har baath ko kat thi ho..
geet - aap baathe aise karthi ho to main kya karo..
pata theeno ne mujhe kitna sunaaya..
maan - sorry (stroked her hair)
geet - then I justed suggested them a better place...more innovative
(geet sounded excited tring to explain)
maan - umm(he could do any thing to see her by him)
geet - smriti had the design so I told her to get it done from my aunt in HP
they do really great intricate & delicate work
(she picked the towel & wiped him... maan held on to her..)
we went to the silk emporium to selected the material & we have decided on tomato red colour...she continued
maan could'nt have had enough of her...he kept admiring her..as if he has seen her for the first time in his entire life..hearing to her voice again & again was his only wish...
geet - why don't u change ..i will make coffee for u
maan pulled her back..and cried geet mujhe chodkar math jaavoo..
geet cupped his face ...kya huva aap ko..aap itne pershan kyun hain..
maan - tum mujhe chod kar math javoo..bus mera paas raho..yanha...
geet - aap change to kar loo..
maan - mujhe kuch nahi karna..mujhe sirf tumhe dehkna hain ..tumhe mahesus karna hain
har pal ..har lamha..

precap
smriti calls geet

Wow!!! I love it and it was soooooooo beautifull written!!

yipeee geet thik hai muski u almost gave us heart attack but evrythin is fine nw thank u loved it