Precious Love MG FF Part 11 PG 58 20/06/2011 - Page 23

poor geet and maan!...both really need each other!

Nice part!!

Awe geet in her unconscious state calling out for maan and the flashback was sweet and liking how your developing the first stage and base of their upcoming friendship and how geet is a young but a maturer girl for her age because of circumstances and maan wanting to be there for her and wants her to let pu her bottled up emotions and awe good to know maan is safe and even he is calling out for geet and ergh NT why do I think that she might have a hand for the misunderstanding created between maaneet anyways great update and looking forward to read more 😊

i'm really loving this one too...keep updating!

i don't mind how slow the pace is...as long as it involves maan n geet..i'm well drugged. no complaints.👍🏼

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHIKA

Past

Maan drove as he started humming. He wasn't a good singer, understatement, he was a pathetic singer. Geet smiled as she heard him shriek. She chuckled as he increased his tone.

"It's really rude on my part but could you please stop squealing" Geet smiled sluggishly.

"Am I that bad" Maan asked, sounding sincere. Although he was well aware he was a pathetic singer but he also knew this would cheer her up. So if in order to bring a smile on her face he would have to make a fool of himself; it wasn't a bad deal.

"Sorry to say but" She looked at him as she smiled smugly "yes"

He started humming even louder as she chuckled and covered her ears with her hands.

"That's one of my favourite songs . . . please don't make me hate it" Geet said as she smiled cutely.

"Well, I'll stop on one condition" Maan replied.

"Anything" Geet said almost immediately.

"Sing it for me" Maan exclaimed.

"Big deal . . . but you stop shrieking first" Geet chuckled. Out of all things he wanted her to sing. Well, good for her, she wouldn't have work hard. Singing is something that came natural to her.

Maan pretended to zip his lips with his thumb and index finger as he smiled.

She closed her eyes as he started singing –

Thodi si meethi hai

His lips stretched into a smile as he saw her lost in the song.

Zara si mirchi hai
Sau gram zindagi yeh
Sambhaal ke kharchi hai

He stopped the car as he pulled in by the road side. Geet looked at him and said "Are we there"

"Look around" Maan stated.

Geet raised her eye brow in confusion.

He continued as she looked out of the window "Do you see anything but trees"

"Ok . . . I get it we are not yet there but then why did you pull in"

"Weren't you supposed to sing according to the condition?"

Geet parted her lips to say something and he started squealing again.

"I am singing" Geet said as she lifted her hands in the air. She continued from where she had left –

Asli hai, jhooti hai
Khaalish hai, farzi hai

He got out of the car but signalled her to continue singing. He went to her side as he opened the car door for her and extended his hand forward. She smiled as she got out of the car holding his hand while singing.

Sau gram zindagi yeh
Sau gram zindagi yeh

Maan led her behind the tress to a small wild flowers garden. As she saw the sight in front of her she gasped and soon her lips curved into a beautiful smile. He puckered his forehead as if asking 'why-did-you-stop-singing'. She chuckled as she resumed her song.

Sambhaal ke kharchi hai
Thodi si meethi hai
Zara si mirchi hai

Maan whistled the tune as he held her hand firmly and rested it over his shoulder. She did not stop singing though she did question him with her eyes 'what-are-up-to'

He smirked as kept his hand on her waist and entangled the other hands together. He swayed with her as she sang. Although he had initially started singing to lighten the mood and well, he asked her to sing as he had been longing to listen her sing ever since the function. But then as he heard her sing, and saw the place they were at, he felt this urge to take her to his secret garden. As he led her to the garden and saw that glint in her eye he spontaneously wanted to steal a dance with her. Nothing was planned, it just happened or may be was pre-planned by the destiny.

Life is good, it is precious, it is wonderful, it's all part of the game – life is meant to be lived to the fullest . . . every moment is special . . . every moment has its own story to tell . . . every moment of the present one day transforms into memories . . . memories that are to be cherished for a life time.

It was her first ever dance.

Age-14

Year-2006

Place-something like a meadow.

Partner - Mr Ajnabee.

It was etched in her mind forever.

Der tak ubaali hai
Cup mein daali hai
Kadvi hai naseeb si

He stopped dancing as a fly sat on his nose and he scrunched his nose to try prying the fly off his nose. She smiled cutely as she shook her head and continued singing while walking towards the right edge of the garden where a bush of wild rose was planted along side some other wild flower whose name she didn't know. She brought her nose closer to the rose and as the fragrance reached her she smiled and soon she moved to the other flower and as soon as the awful smell reached her nose she immediately made a face and got up on her feet.

Yeh coffee gaadhi gaadhi hai
Chamach bhar cheeni ho
Itni si marzi hai

Maan came near her as he carefully plucked a white rose, removed its stem and brought it near her nose. Indeed, the fragrance was really sweet. He gave her the flower as she continued to sing and relish the soothing fragrance.

Sau gram zindagi yeh
Sau gram zindagi yeh
Sambhaal ke kharchi hai

The first time someone gave her a white rose.

Age-14

Year-2006

Place-something like a meadow.

Given by - Mr Ajnabee.

It was etched in her mind forever.

Khari hai, khoti hai
Rone ko chhoti hai
Dhaagey se khushiyon ko
Seelti hai, darzi hai

He again offered her his hand as she willingly accepted it with a smile. They swayed with the melody of her voice as they both enjoyed their second dance.

Yes, it was the first time Maan had ever danced with a girl other than his sister. It was the first time he had given a girl a rose. It was the first time he had brought a girl along with him to this one garden which was always his little secret hideout. But now, it was no longer a secret, at least not to her.

Sau gram zindagi yeh
Sau gram zindagi yeh
Sambhaal ke kharchi hai
Thodi si meethi hai
Zara si mirchi hai

And she concluded her song with smile.

And he sealed the moment with a friendship invite "Friends"

She shook his extended arm as she said "Friends"

"So now we are no longer strangers" Maan stated.

"I guess not" Geet smiled as she though what he could possibly be was hinting at.

"So aren't you going to ask me my name?" Maan asked.

"May I know your name Mr Ajnabee?" Geet asked, as she chuckled.

"Maan"

"So now you can tell me your name" Maan stated.

"I guess so" Geet replied.

"So may I know your name Mishti?" Maan asked with a warm smile.

"Geet"

It was then he knew why she had such a beautiful voice.

So guys how was it . . . I know it's late and its short but I updated THE BRIDE a few hours back and I will be updating TANGLED LOVESTORY in a few hours followed by BSLS so I guess I am excused . . .

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