Hey guys!!!! This is Sulogna and this is my first attempt at writing an OS on our lovely Maaneet...
Ch 2. page 3.
Ch 3: page 5.
pm list : page 8.
Ch 4: pahe 9.
Ch 5.: page 11.
Ch. 6: page 14.
Ch 7.: page 17.
Ch 8,: page 19.
Ch 9: page 21 and 22
Ch 10: page 26.
Ch 11: page 27.
Ch 12: page 31.
Ch. 13: page 34.
Ch. 14: page 37
Ch. 15: page 40.
Ch. 16: page 44.
Ch. 17: page 49.
Ch 18 & 19: page 53.
" Hey Maan," Maan Singh Khurana was greeted by a very sexy looking Geet clad in a very hot knee length red dress.
" Holy Shit!!!! How does she manage to sweep me off my feet every time we meet??? O Ged look at that pout of those full sexy lips... Maan control!!! Remember your mission tonight."
" Hi Geet ," he said straightning himself. Geet Handa was looking like a sexy seductress in her western attire.
She was exactly like those girls who MAan had to meet everyday but who never interested him... yet... yet she was different.
Maybe it was because she did not realise how fetching she looked always and the erotic thoughts that spun inside Maan's hers every time he saw her. Or maybe her face held a certain innocent quality which was not to be found in the women of today's generation. Or perhaps because of her brown eyes which were so deep that Maan felt that he could stare a them for ever without being tired.
"So finally Mr. Khurana had time to arrive at this meager party..." she said sarcastically breaking him out of his trance. " I was begining to feel that you were dead and buried by the amount of time you took to get here." She made a baby face as she finished her speech. Maan chuckled.
" How can I forget the birthday of my best friend Ms. Geet Handa? " She rolled her eyes at his words." Whatever."
Yes that's what they were: BEST FRIENDS. But neither could deny the amount of attraction they felt for each other.
As soon as they entered the party all eyes shifted towards Maan. The girls were drooling over him while the boys were envious of his good looks and charms.
It was Geet's 18th Birthday today. She was the daughter of the late Mohinder and Rano Handa- the famous industrialists. Both Maan and she were friends since childhood. After the death of her parents Maan's Daadima took care of her as well as her father's business. It would soon be time for her to take over the handlings of the company.
" Yaar Geet," said one of her friends Sasha. " I thought you were lying about MK coming to your party this year... As far as I know he likes to spend your birthday eve alone with you but he nevers attends your parties... but I must say babes you rock. Maan Khurana jo kisi bhi party main nahi aata woh aaj tumhari party main aa gaya... Dekh kitna hot lag raha hain aur uske top 3 buttons khule bhi hain!!! Kitna toned muscles hain... Hayee!!!" Geet heard all this with a hint of jealousy.
She did not know why but when anyone other than her ogled at him, it pissed her off to no end. But she had to admit what Sasha said was true... He certainly looked droolworthy with his shirl clinging onto his muscular frame perfectly. She wondered how it would feel like to run her fingers over that toned chest.
She was snapped out of that thought when Sasha said," Geet dekhti jaa ki kaise do minute main MK meri muthi main hoga." Saying this she went off leaving Geet to stare at her retreating form. Suddenly she realized that Maan had not given her her birthday gift yet.
In a huff she went near Maan and pulled him by his collar, almost unbalancing Sasha who was trying unsuccessfully to seduce him.
He was shocked beyond words." Geet kya-?" " Chup Bilkul Chup!" She glared at him and he subsided at once very well knowing her fiery temper.
" Meri gift kaha hain? Har baar toh mujhe sabse pehle wish karte ho toh iss baar kya hua?"
He smiled a little. " So Ms. Geet Handa ko bura laga ki Maan ne usse ab tak gift kuyn nahi diya?" he asked, tilting his head and giving her a killer smile. She gulped. " Nahi toh. Mujhe bura kuyn lage ga? woh toh bas..."
" Geet don't worry. Main tumhara birthday gift nahi bhula hoon. Lekin iss baar ka gift kuch zyaada hi special hoga. Thora patience rakho." Saying this he kissed her on the cheeks and went away leaving behind a very flustered Geet.
The girls surrounding them almost fainted with envy at this coveted act. How they wished they could be in Geet's shoes right now.
Geet was still staring at him with his mouth hanging wide open. Suddenly she became concious of her surroundings and went away to attend to her guests.
It was time for Geet to cut her cake but there was so sign whatsoever of Maan. She had always given the first slice of her cake to Maan for they always celebrated it alone on their terrace on her b'day eve. But today when he was present in her party there was no sign of him.
The lights dimmed and Geet blew out the candles wishing," BAbaji, please iss saal meri dil ki tamanna puri kar do. Maan ko meri dil ki baat bata do Babaji."
She opened her eyes and found silence. Everyone was staring infront of them with their eyes wide in surprise. She followed them and saw the spotlight trained on Maan who was standing infront of the mic.
Slowly he said," Geet today is a very special day in my life for today I will tell you something I have never told you before. Geet from the time you came into my life my life became more colourful and meaninfful. You taught me to love the world as it is. I called you Mishti for you filled my life with your sweet flavour and today I have fallen in love with my Mishti. Geet Handa I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU VERY MUCH."
Seeing him confess every thing Geet had tears in her eyes. She ran towards him and jumped onto his waiting arms." I LOVE YOU TOO MAAN" She said holding him tightly.
Maan eyes twinkled at her words and he lifted her head tilting it for their first kiss. As soon as their lips met they were transported into a different world in which there was no place for anyone else only MAAN... GEET...AND THEIR LOVE.
THE END.
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