~deewangi~ maaneet THREAD 1 - Page 29

she hides behind the tree & cries. The boy who sat there alone & nibbling his lunch alone
just turned to see her. He knew it was her. He kept quiet for few minutes & watched her
but for some reason he couldn't bare her tears. He slowly patted her shoes. She banged her
right foot, ignoring him & cried more now. He shouted ' why are u crying
she immediately turned with a teary eyes & sweet smile of delight in her face.
Geet ' aap idhar ho, main aapko pure school main donda
She sat next to him & took his tiffin & gave her tiffin to him ' mujhe aapke saath lunch karna tha
I was looking for you. Aap mille nahi isse liya main roh rahi thi.
He just kept looking at her eyes which was still having the tear drops, but had the same delight
Which she always had when she sees him, her smile, how she ate his complete lunch which was his jhota actually. Every now & then she would pause asking him to eat & then again continue with her nonstop complaints. She went on telling him about how her friends laughed at her, where and all she looked for him & by then lunch break was over. She patted a kiss on his cheek. He could feel the tears just rubbed his cheek. He took his hanky & wiped her tears which were on his cheek. She ran to her class, he held her back & pointed at her tears. She wiped it with back of her hand & went off. After the school she waited for him near the cycle stand. She placed a chocolate for him on his cycle.
She undid the lock & waited. He came out in the end. She smiled & said bye.
She joined her friends for the dance class after changing. Maan reached home & pasted the hanky on another paper. Wrote her tears'pearls.. he went for his karate classes & came back. He kept looking around for her. She didn't seem to follow him. He waited by slowing down, wondered where she was then got really angry & went back to his house. He went to his room & threw the kit on the floor. Yeh kya kar rahen ho she shouted, mama kaheti hain chezen phenkna nahi chahiya. He looked at her in shock she was sitting on his study table & fiddling around with his things. She walks towards him picks up the kit & keeps it aside. He was angry, shocked delighted to see her scared what if daadi sees her in the house there was so many things he didn't know what to feel
He yelled ' what are u doing in my house.
Geet ' mujhe tution chahiya maths ki aapse
Maan murmured main aur tuitions
Geet smiled naughtily ' tuition tho bahana hain I wanted to be with you.
She walked around the room, looked at his belongings the window ' I like everything,
He looked away
Geet ' shaadi ke baad mujhe tho yanhi rahna hogana aapke saat.
Maan shocked ..shaadi.. does she even know what is she saying.
Geet ' waise main ne dosra room bhi dehka. But I like ur room better. Bus wall colors thode dull hain thoda chota hain. But I really don't care & hugs him. he froze & stood there. He could feel some thing weird and nice when she rested herself on him. Least he knew he was feeling aroused. He could feel odd reactions around his pvt parts. He liked it but more than all he felt warm & contended with her around. He didn't hug her back but let himself completely into the hug. She pulls out of the hug he craved for more. She fluttered & looked at him; she could barely understand his state of mind. He excused himself to the washroom. He cleaned up & changed into his tracks & t-shirt.
When he comes back. Dosra room kiska hain she asks. Daadi ka he replies.
Geet ' aap daadi ki saath rahte ho?
Maan nodded. He hated the thought of next obvious question on his parents. But for his surprise
She didn't ask anything further in fact she continued with her cute talks.
He could hear her the whole day & night & the day next'& so on'
Geet ' aap meri baat sun nahi rahen
He snapped out of his thought & pulled her maths book ' tum padne aaye ho na
She nodded for a no then yes
Maan ' u have any doubts
She nodded for a no; he narrowed his eyebrows then yes
She randomly opens the HW page & shows him ' yeh wala sum nahi aata mujhe
He made her sit on his study chair & got himself a chair from the dining table. She rested
Her head on her had that rested on the table. He opened a rough book & took her pen.
Maan looked at it. He reassured himself 6th standard ka mats hain..I can do it.
He sincerely reads the sum. She kept gaping at him playing with her locks.
He writes down few steps. She was least bothered. He noticed she was not studying
He gives the pen to her ' tum liko
She makes a baby face & pulls the paper to write. She sees his handwriting & kisses it
Aapki hand writing kitni aachi hain. He looked back into the paper aacha!!!
Geet ' really nice.
Maan ' do the sum
Geet writes few steps ' suno
Maan ' umm
Geet ' root 2 multiplied by root 2 kya hota hain?
She already wrote the answere
Maan thought for a moment root 4
She cuts her answers 2 & writes root 4.
She finishes the HW & looks at him & innocently says Mujhe ghar nahi jaana.
He closes her book & gives to her. She halfheartedly walks out when daadi just walks in
She scans her top to bottom. Her skirt which was too shot which daadi definitely didn't approve
Off. Maan noticed daadi not very pleased with geet.
Geet promptly ' hi I am geet, inki student
Daadi ' what?
Geet ' he takes my maths tuition
Daadi looked at maan & then at the books in her hand ' what class are u in?
Geet ' 6-B daadi
Daadi murmured aapni padayee to isse hoti nahi iss ledhki ko kya padayaega
Daadi ' where do u stay beta?
Geet - *** street
Daadi ' that's not far.
Geet smiled
Daadi ' aapke parents kya karte hain?
Geet - papa ka business, Handa's naam suna hoga aapne.
Daadi ' yes yes I have heard about them
Geet ' who mera papa he manage karte hain
Daadi ' really!!! That's great
Geet ' mama housewife hain
Daadi ' how will u go?
Geet ' I have my cycle. main javon abhi? looking at maan & then daadi
Daadi just shook her head ' be careful.
Geet smiled & as daadi turned her back to her she gave a flying kiss to maan. He blushed
Daadi narrowed her eyes looking at her grandson turning all pink.
She whispered 8.15 wait karna

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