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PART 21
Geet & Maan were standing nxt to nxt at the entrance of The Taj Mahal... lost in its beauty.Any one who stands at front of it can feel a warmth in their heart, a realisation of the eternal love! Wat would be the words with which v can describe the feelings of two hearts deeply in love!
He is a man who stood against all odds for his love..shielding her from all harms..knight in shining armour...who would win over the whole world just to hold her hand...like the emperor who destroyed the creator who made this beautiful monument just bcoz he didn't want anyone else to build anything more beautiful than what he built for his love...some would say thats cruel but he didn't mind...He may b cruel,arrogant for the world...but he is only a possessive lover...Times change but love wont...Maan Singh Khurana is nothing less than an emperor...arrogant & rude for the outside world...but deep inside he is just a possessive lover...who believed that his real self belonged only to her...And thats how he had been since he met her.
She...on the other hand is clueless about the fact that someone in this earth loved her truly,deeply & madly...but still she loved him equally expecting nothing from him...not even his love in return...but she longed to be owned,possessed by him...like the empress who wanted her grave in front her love so that she could see him even from there...relieve him from the grief of her loss just by making him feel her presence by this symbol, gift of love which stood against time and made their love eternal...Geet..all she wanted was to be his...Maan ki Geet...she would be contented all her life just by watching him...His single smile would make her life complete...yet she is unaware that he smiled only for her!
Will their love withstand the test of time???
The cool wind was blowing lightly...as they walked, just like their hearts,unaware of each others presence...lost in the beautiful creativity of love...but like the destiny which joins them unknowingly their palms brushed against each other unknowingly.
All the couples were mesmerised by the beauty of Taj.They were mostly now split as couples with Maan & Geet together.They were now climbing the steps barefooted.She was about to slip in the smooth marble when he held her hand firmly, as always never allowing her to fall.They looked at each other.Their deep eyes had lots of things to ask,to tell, to question...but their silence was enough for them.They reached the grave where both Shah Jahan & Mumtaz rested in peace.People were worshipping them,some had a pain & respect in their eyes,some amused by the artistic beauty of the place.Its a pure idolization of true & self-less expression of human emotions & a proof that over centuries things may change but human heart still yearns for true love!
Maan & Geet were payin their tributes still holding their hands together.But a group of people came hurriedly in between them.Their hands couldnt keep the hold & they were separated...
Maan could see her eyes pleading him not to part her but he felt helpless,the crowd pulling him backward.Her eyes expressed pain like her soul was parted from her...Her eyes disappeared gradually...He felt shattered.He walked against the crowd but couldnt see her...he searched for her not even a glimpse.Pulling himself away from the crowd he rested himself, from falling,on an arched window with marble grills.
Through the grills he could see a petite figure standing with her back facing him.She looked divine with the moon light falling on her white anarkali suit...He knew it was his mishty...He walked to the balcony where stood she gazing at the moon.
The Taj as one enters lead to a grave which is only a model & the original is downstairs.Others went to see that but Maan & Geet were left alone in the balcony.
It was indeed a beautiful view with the full moon & the river Yamuna flowing..She was lost in the beauty of the site & her mind automatically replayed all those lovely moments with him making her forget even her mere presence.He walked towards her...his footsteps were so light that even wind wouldnt realize he was moving.It was only when he stood near her so close that his breath fell on her nape that she came back to her senses...feeling his presence.He put his hands on the handrail on either side of her blocking her completely between him.Her heartbeats raised as he moved closer making her back rest on his firm chest.
His chin rested on her nape sending shivers to her spine.His fingers slowly travelled up her hand to her collar bone tickling her senses.He dominantly pulled her white netted dupatta and she arched back on him as a response.She was about to turn when he covered the dupatta over her head like a bride.
Doing so his fingers softly caressed her pink cheeks which blushed further & she closed her eyes.He looked at her & smiled at the effect that he had on her.He hugged her tightly from the back, his hands around her waist and entangled with her hand.She tilted her head as if to give him more access and he now clearly rested his chin on her shoulder.Her hands caressed his cheek feeling his stubble.They would hav remained so forever & ever.But he broke the silence by her name, 'Geet'
She turned her head sideways.Their eyes met and the lips were hardly a few inches apart. He continued.
Maan: Geet, kab tab hum apne ap se chupte rahenge? zindagi ke kuch faisle hum khud karte he aur kuch faisle zindagi apne ap karti he aur ise kismat kahte he.aur kismat se bhagna namumkin he geet.
Geet: kiski takdeer me kya likha he ye kaun jane?
Maan:ye to takdeer apne ap bata deta he.(holding her more closer if it was possible,he points to the moon)wo chand dek rahe ho geet (her eyes follow his finger)ye har roz nikalta he.Ye chahe jitna koshish kare raat ke saye se chup nahe sakta.Raat ke sath rehna hi iska takdeer he.Aur shayad humare takdeer me bi yehi likha he geet.
She turns to luk @ him.He picks the taveez from his pocket & shows it to her.
Her eyes widen with surprise.She takes it from him and holds it.Maan bends his head down & she puts it in his neck.
He luks at her lovingly.She is lost in his eyes.He bends forward & kisses her cheeks one by one slowly & ever so softly.He could see the desire in her eyes.His lips slowly traced its path to hers.He nibbled her upper lip and then lower lip as if they were the lightest of feathers.She parted her lips inviting him into her and he entered and explored her mouth fully.Her hands caressed his hair and neck.The kiss grew more and more passionate as if he couldnt get enough of her.It could have continued till eternity but she needed to breathe which brought her back to the real world.She opened her eyes and found him lost in the act of passion,his eyes still closed.She tried to shove him away which made him broke the kiss.He approached her lips again sensuously when she slapped him as a quick reflex to stop him.It wasnt quite a slap though,he could hav thot that she patted his cheeks inviting him.But he was an expert in reading her eyes which showed rejection.He came back to reality and ran his hand through his head.
'Sorry' he murmured.
'I'm sorry too',replied Geet.
They couldnt luk @ each other.Luckily the weird situation was eased by NT.She came running to them.
NT:Veerji ap yaha ho? Hum apko kaha kaha dhund rhe the.We need to go nw. Its gettin late.
Maan:umm..
They returned back to the caravan.Geet ran fastly.
Now they were in groups.Piya & Annie saw the taveez around Maan's neck & gave a thumbs up to each other👍🏼.But Piya did notice that they were not even lukin @ each other.But she ignored it.May b they feel too shy to interact in front of everyone,thot she.Finally they reached KM.
Abhay & Piya left next morning to the Sharma's Residence.Abhay insisted Sameera to leave with them.Dadi didnt want that.But Abhay knew his sister's intentions.And knowing all about Geet & Maan he didn't want his sister to stay here anymore.Finally he convinced dadi.Sameera had no choice but to leave.
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Ansh was workin out in the gym ferotiously.He couldnt take yet another defeat from Maan😡.He remembered the other day when he went to a French client whom Maan had been following up from 6 months.Ansh tried to please them by arranging for their free stay in India,all India free trip and even many other things preening them.He even offered them a deal with 75% discounted rate that was offered to them by their present construction company. But the French were determined to give their deal to some Mr. Maan Singh Khurana of KC who in their words did only fine quality work all over the world. Ansh failed to press them anymore.The more he tried,the more they praised the name he despised the most.Finally he gave up.
Ansh punched thinking about it again & again.He roared & took a gun and aimed continuously at the wooden board with Maan's photo on it😡.His forehead in the photo was teared.Ansh came near it and laughed in an evil way.😈
Ansh:Maan let me see hw long u vl get along??? I know wat vl hurt u...har admi ki koi kamzori to hoti he...aur tumhari kamzori wo ladki he Maan...Aur wo waqt dur nhe jab me tum pe var karunga aur tum tut jaoge...Aarghhh😡😡 breaks the wooden board.Maan's photo on floor in a crushed state.
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KC
Maan Singh Khurana enters KC with all his attitude accompanied by his bodyguards.He stopped for a second in front of the secretary's cabin & found no one.He enters his room & calls Adi.
Maan:Adi Where is Geet?
Adi: S..s..sir she is..s on medical leave.
Maan: emm.. Ok.Show me the blue prints of Greater Noida project now!
Adi:yyes sir.
Adi leaves.
Maan(self):medical leave?Subah breakfast ke liye bi nhe ayi.kahi sach me uski tabiyat kharab to nhe hui?Phne karke dekta hu.(takes his mobile)
But after al he is MSK.Hw could HE call? Flips the phone thinking & keeps it aside.Adi returns with the file but Maan couldnt concentrate.He wanted to breathe freely.Y is it he feels suffocated lukin at her empty cabin.
Maan:ye ladki na khud chen se jiyegi na mujhe rahne degi.😡
He steps out of his cabin.
Tasha:MK wo gurgaon project ke files chck..
Maan:not nw Tasha i'm goin out.
He drives to KM.As he enters he stops a moment thinking whether he should go to outhouse but decides against.He turns back goes to the garage which luks like a car & bike showroom.He removes his waistcoat & loosens the 1st 3 buttons of his navy blue shirt exposing the taveez proudly hanging on his firm chest,his symbol of love.A servant runs to him collects the coat and gives him the key of the black pulsar near which he was standing.He rode perfectly as an eligible adoring hunk...& went to the crowd.The drive not helping much...the heat reminding him of her..He rode even faster.Luckily no one recognized him...no media...(Ok would recognize Mr.Amir Khan dressed normally travelling in a cycle in ur street?? I wont...so think😉 😃)
He rode in a jet speed & halted just at the brim of a deserted cliff way far frm the city.Jst as he stopped his iphone beeped a msg...irritatingly he took it out & was about to throw when the sender's name flashed 'MISHTY'
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PRECAP: BIG FIGHT!! 😲
PROMO:
GEET RESIGNS...😲 😲
Hope u liked it! In MSK words "meri himat to bad rhe he"This time i reproducd GHSP dialogues itself.Hope u enjoyd it.So far thats my fav dialogue by Maan...intense & deep...describin their relatn in a few words...so i badly wantd to add it in my ff.
Plzz leave long comments...motivate me.Thnx to all those who supported me so far.This part dedicated to al m frnz who r my regular readers!! Thnx a lot!!
Nxt update in a day or 2.enjoy al!
Edited by madhubala123 - 14 years ago
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