Originally posted by: dtri
EPISODE 5
After a long fulfilling hug, they finally release the grasp to look at each other. Maan wipes her tears, and Geet wiping his. They both smile at each other in contentment and relief. "Geet! Meri Geet!" He utters in pride like he has conquered the world. The look of happiness on his face is to die for. Hearing him say her name so blissfully saddens Geet. She knows she has made a big mistake and she needs to repent. "Wapis chale Maan?" She responds in her misery. Maan's happiness vanishes in an instant. "Kyon Geet? Abhi abhi to humne hamare saare gile shikwe door kiye hai! Abhi to dher saari baatein karni hai mujhe tumse. Tum waapis kyun jaana chahti ho Geet? Kya ab bhi tumhe mujhse, koi shikaayat hai?" He asks innocently but dejectedly. "Nahi Maan, bilkul nahi!" She quickly answers. "Shikaayat to aap ko honi chahiye, mujh se. Maine aap ka dil dukhaya hai. Kaabil nahi hoon main aap ke. Aap waapis le chaliye mujhe. Chod dijiye mujhe Biji ke wahaan, aur chale jaiye. Main aap ko dard ke sivaay aur kuch de hi nahi sakti. Har baar galat samajhti hoon, aap ko aur aap ke iraado ko. Aap ke jazbaato ko! Bhoola dijiye aap mujhe. Mein aap ke pyar ke laayak hi nahi hoon." Geet spills out her heart'ss displeasure and turns around. Maan smiles at her mischievously and thinks to himself. "Aa gayi apne purane andaaz mein waapis yeh paagal ladki." He goes in front of her and holds her face with both hands and speaks with a faint smile. "Meri Pagli Geet, meri bholi Geet. Tumhe pata bhi hai tum kya keh rahi ho? Maan se keh rahi ho ki wohh Geet ko bhul jaaye? Kitne arse ke baad mujhe tum mili ho, aur milte hi yeh khushi mujhse chin lena chahti ho? Pehle Geet ke bina Maan adhoora hua karta tha, par ab Geet ke bina Maan, ho hi nahi sakta." "Aisa mat kahiye maan, please samajhne ki koshish kijiye, mujhe aap se dur rehna hi hoga. Yehi meri sazaa hai." She starts to leave. Maan knows that there is no use trying to explain anything to her anymore. He knows she is overpowered by her guilt so much that she has lost the ability to listen to his pleas. He knows her Geet, and he knows of only one way to stop her - Maan Singh Khurana ka Jaadu. He smirks wickedly.
Not even looking her way, he manages to grab her hand just in time and stops her from leaving, in his signature style. He turns around, goes behind her and whispers assertively in her ears holding both her arms and looking sensually at her neck. "Aaj tumhe kahin jaane ki ijaazat nahi hai Geet! Aaj tum mujh se door nahi jaa sakti! Mein tumhe kahi nahi jaane dunga samjhi tum?" Geet skips a beat. Maan's words play drug effect on her mind, body and soul. She needs to break away soon, or else' She knows she won't be able to hold herself back. She tries, but Maan holds her even more firmly. Geet's efforts are in vain. Maan, still behind her, now slowly moves his face closer to her neck, looking seductively at her with his bedroom eyes, and starts to brush his lips up and down her neckline. Geet turns away, and moves forward. "Maan please mujhe akela chod dijiye." She pleads helplessly and walks away from him and stands by the edge of the cliff.
The music starts, as Maan stands there smiling and staring at her walking away.
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He follows her moments later, walking up behind her. He moves her open hair to the side, and plants a passionate kiss on her bare back. She shudders and moves away.
Thodi Neeche hai Zameen
Thoda Oopar hai Aasmaan
Roobaroo hai Aatma
Dedh inch oopar hoon mein
He follows her again, this time not touching her. He circles around her once, and then settles in front of her just obsessively staring at her. He tangles his fingers with hers, moves unbeatably close to her, and rests his chin on her shoulder.
Their bodies now move synchronously with the music.
Thodi Neeche hai Zameen
Thoda Oopar hai Aasmaan
Roobaroo hai Aatma
Dedh inch oopar hoon mein
Maan has a serene look on his face and Geet a gloomy one. They bend together to touch the ground. Open their arms to embrace the sky. Hug each other fiercely, then Maan picks her up passionately and circles her around.
He puts her down. She leaves. Walks aimlessly towards the jhula, and stands holding it's pole and leaning towards it. Maan trails towards her and stands diagonally from her. He puts one hand on her stomach, and sweetly blows air at the neck, moving up to her chin, then cheeks, and back down to her neck. Geet closes her eyes reacting to this sweet irresistible sensation.
Aando Aando Masti Chaando
Ho Aando Anado Masti Chaando
Yehin basar jaane do
Waqt yeh haseen saa
Ab thehar jaane dooo'
He picks her up, walks to the jhula and sits on it putting Geet in his lap. He holds the back of her head with one hand and waist with the other. She bends backward with the support of his hand on her head. He leans forward closing in on her lips. Their lips now aching to meet. Maan pulls her head up, lips still so close. Geet now feeling embarrassed and uneasy.
She pushes his hand away from her waist, gets off his lap and starts walking towards the back of the hill leading to the lake. She walks down the stairs, and into the shallow waters of the lake. Maan pursues, keeping his distance. He too steps into the water, taking his shirt off. He takes some of the water in his palms, and drips it inside her dress on to her chest, still standing behind her. The sensation of cold water and then his warm hands caressing just above her chest trembles her. She walks deeper in the waist length water, now even more wet.
Ho Aando Aando Lehrein Aando
Aando Aando Lehrein Aando
Lehron pe Lehraao
Kurbaton ka Jashn hai, aao na beh jaaoooooo
He embraces her now with a really tight fold from behind. His other hand is still free to slowly brush the water around them towards her. She grabs his free hand with hers to stop him, but this instigates him only more. He gets hold of her hand, and directs it towards his face. He makes her fingers run through and stroke his face. Starting from the forehead, to eyes, to nose and cheeks, resting on his lips. He continues to slowly move her fingers on his lips, closing his eyes in deep pleasure, then plants a sizzling kiss on her fingers, still holding them firmly. She tries pulling away, but his grip pulls her closer to him, bumping her on his chest. Both his arms now around her, she too helplessly lets go and hugs him back.
She eventually loosens her grip, and moves away. Strong wind blows her dupatta from her neck dropping it into the water. She stands there, looking down timidly, feeling exposed, covering her self with her hands. Maan picks up the dupatta, and goes up to her.
Dedh inch oopar hoon mein
He removes her hands from her chest, staring hungrily, then finally puts the dupatta on her.
Thodi Neeche hai Zameen
Thoda Oopar hai Aasmaan
Roobaroo hai Aatma
Dedh inch oopar hoon mein
He picks her up, takes her out of the water, walks up the stairs, towards the tent, and finally puts her down, right outside of the tent.
She tries to go in, but he pulls her close. Stroking his fingers all over her face, then neck, then down' She quickly catches those wandering fingers before they move any further down. He gives her a long deep bedroom stare. Afraid her nervousness won't be hidden; she turns around and goes inside the tent quickly.
*Music Ends*
She walks inside the tent to find the gorgeous 5 walled tent splendidly decorated. The entire floor is covered with a red and white rug. A big round bed covered in red bed sheet is settled in the middle of the tent. A mirror rests on one of the pillars on the right. The sky is shining deep blue from the open ceiling. A couple of bags are settled in a corner in the left. Flower petals are sprinkled everywhere.
When she wakes up from her dream still admiring this beauty, she realizes that the ruthless lover of hers has followed her inside too. She has just taken her dupatta off; she grabs hold of it and rests it on her chest through her hands. "Mein kuch, madad kar du?" He asks shamelessly. "Aap please baahar jaiye Maan." Geet putting her foot down. "Tumhare pehanne ke liye kuch hai mere paas. Kapde badal lo, warna beemar pad jaogi." He pulls out a saree that he had bought for her, from inside a duffle bag lying in the corner. Geet looks back at him surprised and grateful. "Thank you, ab aap please baahar jaiye." And she turns around. Maan defeated and disappointed, picks up his clothes to change and goes out. He quickly changes just outside the tent.
He knows he is not allowed to go in, but his restlessness sees no bounds. He walks around the tent, watching her shadow changing inside through the sheer semi transparent drapes. She sees him through the mirror, standing behind those drapes. She pauses for a second to catch her breath, then quickly puts her pallu over her blouse. She walks slowly towards the entrance of the tent; he treads back to meet her there. He positions himself such that she bumps into him as she walks out. She sees him looking so divine in his pure white kurta pajama. It's as if a God has come down from the heaven to be with her. She looks downwards unable to control her exhilaration. He looks intently at this exquisiteness standing before him and gets lost. "Mera khwab, Meri Mishty!" He mutters unwillingly and lovingly, while pulling her face up thru his hands on her chin. They both look at each other momentarily, then Geets breaks off and starts walking towards the Gazebo. "Geet!" Maan runs behind her.
Both now in the Gazebo. "Maan mujhe bhukh lagi hai. Hume ab waapis chalna chahiye." She tries to make an excuse. "Ruko ek minute." He runs back at the tent and brings out a cooler, big water bottle, and thermos, and a plastic bag. He takes out plates, cups and bows from the bag. Pours HOT tea from the thermos into the cups. Takes out Aaloo Paratha and Achaar from the Cooler and puts them on the plates. Takes out Dahi and puts it in the bowls. Geet is staring at him work, with sheer amazement. "Khana shuru karo Geet!" Maan interrupts her gaze. "Yyyyyeh mujhe nahi khana, aur vaise bhi, itne ghanto ke baad yeh chai thandi ho gayi hogi, dekho!" She puts her finger in the cup and jerks it out. The tea is very hot and she has burnt her finger. Maan quickly reacts and takes her finger in his mouth. Once again they are lost in each other. Geet takes the finger out of his mouth slowly, but Maan's hand doesn't let go of it. He blows on it in an attempt to soothe her, sending even more glaring sensations through her body. "Mein ye hi kha leti hoon!" Geet interrupts him. Maan releases her hand. They both start to eat. Seeing Maan drinking tea Geet asks him, "Aap chai pee rahe ho Maan?" "Coffee maine chod di hai Geet! Ab mein sirf aur sirf, chai piunga!" Maan responds with determination. Geet looks admiringly at his spirit, and then continues eating. They clean up and Maan puts everything back.
"Chalo mere saath, tumhe kuch dikhana hai!" Maan commands her. "Ab kahaan jayenge hum? Aur kya dekhna baaki hai? Geet asks with confusion. "Har baat par sawaal karna zaroori hota hai kya Geet?" He asks seductively, and then continues. "Jawaab jald hi mil jayega. Filhaal chup chaap mere saath chalo." They step down the stairs towards the lake, and start walking along the bank. Maan puts his arms around her shoulder and rests it there for the remaining of the walk. Geet doesn't fight back. They walk for a while, then Maan stops her in front of a pile of big black stones. He jumps on top of one of them, then takes his arm out to pull Geet up. She takes his hand and pulls herself up. They repeat this one more time. "Abhi kitna upar jaana hai Maan?" Geet asks impatiently. "Bas ek aur step!" Maan responds with composure. He puts his arms around her bare waist slowly, and pulls her up to the next stone, then jumps up himself to be with her. Maan settles himself down while resting his back on another stone positioned behind them. He pulls Geet by her hand to join him. He pulls her close, rests her body on his, and covers her body with his arms in a tight embrace.
"Wohh do pahaadiya dekh rahi ho Geet? Abhi thodi der mein un dono ke beech se hote hue, aaj ka Suraj dhal jaayega. Us dhalte suraj ki roshni, un kaali pahadio ko sone se saja degi. Unhe sajaakar woh is jheel ke us paar chip jaayega, kal phir inhi pahadio ko sajaane ki aas lekar. Yehi uska niyam hai. Yehi uski taqdeer." Geet quietly listens absorbing this tranquility. "Par jab wohh chala jaata hai, to har jagah andhera ho jaata hai. Un pahaadiyon par bhi." Geet now reacts. "Nahi Geet. Apni roshni se wohh puri raat chaand ko chamkaata rehta hai, taaki jo pahaadiyan din mein sone se saji hui thi, who raat mein chaandi ban jaaye! Is suraj ki roshni hamaare pyar ki tarah hai Geet, wohh alag alag roop mein aakar, hum dono ko sajaati, mehkaati aur chamkaati rahti hai. Bas hum is roshni ke alag alag roop ko pehchaan nahi paate. Yehi hamaari bhi taqdeer hai Geet. Is pyaar ko sweekaar karna, aur uski izzat karna." Geet now falls deeply in his embrace as if to show comprehension of his analogy of the importance of their love in their lives. They watch the beautiful sunset remaining in the same position. They just sit there watching the nature paint various different colors on the same picture with changing moments, and enhancing its magnificence. The sun has now set. They both now come down from the stones, and start walking back. The night is getting darker, but the water and hills are shining brighter and whiter through reflection of the Moonlight. They reach back and step up the stairs. It's completely dark now but the moonlight shows them the way. The jhula, the Gazebo, and the tent are looking exquisite in the silver reflection of the white light through the glass stones resting on their dcor.
Maan now picks her up, takes her inside the tent, and lays her on the bed. The moonlight has full access through the open ceiling and shines their bodies bright. Maan sits on the bed close to her lying body. He rests his arms on both sides of her body, bordering and surrounding her so she can't leave. He just stays in that position, staring at her for what seems like infinity to Geet. Her heart is now racing beyond her ability to control it. "Maan!" She manages to gather enough courage to speak a word. "Shhh! Aaj nahi Geet." Maan stops her. He runs his fingers through her hair sensually in confirmation, then gets up and sits at the end of the bed. He touches her feet softly, inducing movement in her half folded legs. He caresses her feet, and plants a kiss on both of them one by one. Geet lets out a deep sigh in despair. She knows she has lost control over her senses now. He owns her completely. She has no choice but to submit herself to him. She doesn't admit it, but knows how long she has been yearning for this too. She wants this milan as much as he does. She lets herself go.
He runs his hands up her legs up to her knees from inside her clothes, then stops. She exclaims in disbelief. He trickles his hands back down, and repeats this from the outside, this time reaching up to her thighs. She opens and closes her eyes in uncontrollable sensation. His face now moves closer to where his hands rest, then moves up and rests on her stomach peeking out from her Saree. He uncovers the saree concealing half of her tummy with one of his hands, exposing it fully. He rests his other hand on her tummy just below her blouse. He plants a deep kiss on her belly button and a few more around it, softly and slowly. Geet puts her hand on his and presses it, reacting to his movements. He now takes both her hands and locks them on the bed in a firm hold tangling his fingers with hers. He rides his face upwards staying in close proximity of her chest, kisses her on her neck, and settles on her lips. For the first time, they both experience the soft wet touch of each other's lips. He doesn't kiss her yet. He just brushes his lips against hers, slowly and softly. She presses his tangled hands tightly, reacting to his man's naughty tricks. He moves his lips away from hers resting them on her cheeks. She, still feeling unsatisfied moves her face up in hunger for more. Maan gives a soft smirk acknowledging her desire, and gets his lips back to where they belong, on hers. They now lock their lips in a deep passionate kiss that they seem to never want to end. He finally lets go of her lips, moving his on to touching her cheeks, then ear, then neck, and then shoulders, before sitting up.
He now removes her pallu from the front, and sits there in a deep stare. She contracts looking at his thirsty eyes ogling beyond her remaining clothes, then turns around in sheer shyness. Her back now exposed to him to play with. Little did she know of the kind of trouble she was inviting by turning around. He rests his mouth on her lower back, which is all revealed. Kisses her gently, slowly moving up. He scans through every open area of her back, reaching the back of her neck. With a deep wet kiss, he pops open the halter thread of her blouse resting around her neck. Geet shudders. He moves down and bursts open the bottom thread, untying her top completely. He runs both his palms around her now bare back, understanding her curves. She is still turned around, helplessly trying to hang on to her open blouse.
Maan takes off his kurta, moves to the other side of the bed, and lies next to her. He puts the quilt over their bodies trying to hide her beauty from the moon. He then pulls out her blouse and throws it on the floor. The rest of the clothes now come off one by one, and their bodies get closer and closer. Maan finally gets on top of her, from inside the quilt, now joining their bodies in a divine union. He strokes her hair, closes in on her hands with his, and kisses her face, ears and neck as his manhood conquers her soul. Tears run down her cheeks in deep content, tranquility and eradication of their long endless celibacy. The movement comes to an end. They both lay there hugging each other, lost in each other's embrace.
He eventually moves to the side, strokes her hair, and kisses her lips. "Good night meri Mishty!" He finally speaks! "Good night Maan!" They both embrace each other and fall deeply in the dream world that awaits them for more of what just happened.
The morning after ' The rays of sun and chirping of birds wake them up. Geet, resting on his uncovered chest, wakes up first. She plants a kiss on his open chest with immense love and fulfillment. The cool sensation of her lips on his body wakes him up. He looks at her with love, worship and gratitude. "Thank you Geet!" He utters the first words out of his mouth. "Nahi Maan, Thank YOU!" Geet tries to get up still covering herself with the quilt. But our naughty Maan pulls the quilt, throwing her right back on his body. "Jaane bhi dijiye mujhe." She speaks shyly. "Ab mujh se kyon sharma rahi ho? Ab to'" Maan blurts shamelessly. She looks away even more embarrassed now. He enjoys this sight deeply and lets her go. She dresses up and so does he.
They wash their faces to freshen up, bid final goodbyes to this surreal memorable place, and leave to go back to Amritsar. These souls have now reunited, this time forever. But Geet's family doesn't want this reunion. They won't approve of this reunion. So for now, they know that they will have to continue to pretend just like they have been doing till now. But now, Geet is in on it.
Masti starts again'
Cricket
