She entered the court…oh how much she had missed it over the past week! She was totally busy with her college admission and then shifting to London. She looked here and there…no one was around. Probably all were inside. She sighed and tried to search for a ball. Luckily there were a few balls kept in a big basket just beside the court. Probably people used the court in the mornings.
She walked towards the basket and chose a good ball with a high bounce by dribbling a few of them. When she found the right one, she dribbled it towards the court and practiced her half-court and full-court shots, crossover dribble, between-the-legs move, finger-roll shot (all basketball terms) and so on. She was enjoying something heartly after so many days!
Now Maan was at his regular basketball practice session in the indoor court of the same sports club. He was a member there! Say it lucky or unlucky..he was there today. He looked at his watch…8:20 pm. His mates were already leaving. He decided to get back home before dadi calls him.
He was wearing his "branded" sports shoes, black track pants and his black vest…his muscular body dripping in sweat. His just pulled on is track tee-shirt and carried his bag and walked outside.
He looked at the sky….rain clouds already covering the beautiful night sky. He looked around, no one was there. He sighed and walked towards his car. Just when he was about to reach his car, he heard the dribbling of a ball.
Strange…he wondered…who could be doing that? his curiosity made him walked towards the other side of the building following the sound of bounce!
He walked towards towards the court only to find what his eyes would never believe! At first, he wasn't able to see her face…all he knew that a girl was playing alone. He got even more curious with the perfection in her moves and walked closer. His eyes were fixed on a finger-roll shot that she was trying with the ball. She rotated the ball in the index finger of one of her hands and just when she was about to shoot it passing it through her right, a familiar voice just checked her.
Maan was too lost in her moves and shots. When he saw her passing the ball through her right, he just had a strange urge to stop her!
Maan: NO….you should try it from your left side. Chances of scoring is better!
Geet stopped abruptly, held the ball in her hands and turned towards the voice.
Geet (while turning): what???
And a clod breeze just gushed past them! Her hair covered her face as she sook it to move away the strands from her face and eyes!
Maan had been standing there and watching her in awe when her face got covered by her long curly hair. He wondered who she was!
And just at that moment, her hair just moved away unblocking his view! He stood there shocked to find geet there. Even geet opened her eyes slowly after the hair left her face and what she saw was out of her imagination. Both stood there staring at each other, taking time to digest the fact that both were actually standing in front of each other. Their "surprised" expression changed into "why-the-hell-you-are-here" one!!!
Maaneet (together): TUM???
Now both were again surprised to hear each other's hindi accent. Uff…so both are somewhere Indian…they made a mental note. They looked at each other narrowing their brows.
Maaneet (together again): what are you doing here?
Both just stopped there…uff!
Maan (angrily): tum yahan kar kya rahi ho?
Geet (shouting too): pehle ye bataiye…AAP yahan kya kar rahe hain?
She didn't know why but addressing him has "aap" came out so naturally! Its true that he is her senior but she never even thought of giving him so much respect! She hated him…for god's sake she hated his rude behavior..and she cursed herself!
Maan recalled her words of not knowing how to play basketball….she lied to him…grrr why the hell did she lie to him? Theres one thing that Maan Singh Khurana absolutely hates…LIES!
He walked towards her with an intimidating aura while she just looked at him!
He walked closer and closer to him and she was busy comprehending what was he intending to do! Still, she stood with confidence. She would not get weak…she had promised herself.
He threw his bag aside and walked into the court. She stood there holding the ball in both her hands, directly looking into her eyes.
As he reached near her, he just snatched the ball from her hands, dribbled it and scored! He didn't even look towards the basket..but still scored. He was just looking at her and still it was a perfect basket!the basket was around 1-1.5 meters to his right!
He looked at her in attitude, with his hands on his waist!
Maan: so, why did you lie about basketball?
Geet (coldly): none of your business!
And she just turned to get the ball. Maan held her arm with one of his hands and turned her towards him with a sudden jerk…the typical MSK style!
Maan (sternly): why did you lie about basketball?
Geet looked at him….he was damn serious.but why does her playing or not playing is bother him anyway….she got irritated with his behavior. And how dare he touch her…and pull her like that? but she was no less either!
She snapped back – because I didn't want to hurt your so called EGO by defeating you!
Oh Man, she was so…so rude! And that hit Maan like a needle. Her got so angry that his eyes immediately turned red. She insulted him yet again! Maan was losing his patience!
Maan (mean eyes): defeat and me??? Have you just seen yourself? In no ways you look like a player!
Geet (looking away): I don't go on appearances!
Maan: itna ghamand???
Geet (retorting immediately): ghamand nahi Maan, guroor hai mera!
She looked proud saying that! Maan had never seen someone so straightforwards, especially a girl and that too in front of him! Its true that he had many girlfriends but none of them even had the courage to speak back to him….either they were too busy with their make-ups or in drooling over him!
But geet was someone so different he had ever met. His looks never affected her only! And he was kind of thoughtful about that….and seriously, he hated that attitude of hers.
Maan walked a bit closer to her…their face mere inches away! But that never seemed to bother either of them!
Kawaii *thinks* if they just stop trying to find out reasons to hate each other, then probably this closeness would be able to do something to them! But…sigh….in dono ka kuch nahi ho sakta!
Both looked straight into each other's eyes!
Maan: mujhse mat uljho geet….toot jaogi!
Geet (with a confidence): tootna meri fitrat nahi!
Maan: theek hai…iska faisla hum iss match ke baad kar lenge!
Geet: theek hai…dekhte hain..kaun pehle toot ta hai..mera guroor ya aapka ghamand!
Maan gave her an evil smile and walked to get the ball.
Everything came to a stand still….the stadium light illuminated the court perfectly. Dark clouds still hovered above their heads…they were least bothered. Cool breeze gushed past them as if trying to inaugurate the match. And then it began—the showdown!
Maan threw the ball in the air and both jumped to get hold of it.she was also wearing a sports shoe to her luck…which helped her in the match!
Maan caught the ball first and kept dribbling around towards the basket as geet tried to get possession of the ball. maan was very smooth with his moves and dodged her swiftly.
Geet again tried to snatched the ball while Maan dribbled it across his legs. She was just behind him. In the next moment, he held the ball in his hand and ran to score.
He threw the ball from half court and looked behind him for geet, smirking!
He was so sure of getting a basket…but all his excitement was short-lived. He found no geet behind him. He looked around but there was no geet. He then turned towards the basket only to see her jumping high and preventing the ball from falling into the basket!
Damn….she is too quick—he thought! He had underestimated her. Now geet held the ball and smiled. Now it was her turn!
And their match continued for around half-an hour without any of them scoring!
Maan and geet stood agagin in the middle of the court for another long match. Both were panting!
Maan: umm..not bad Ms. Attitude!
Geet (smirked): you are good too!
Both were sweating profusely and Maan's shirt was completely wet. Just before they could continue, a sudden cold shower of rain caught them.
Both looked up at the dark sky and at each other…probably co-relating their current meeting with that of their first meeting in the same wet conditions! But this time situation was different. Both wanted to make sure the other one tastes the dirt!and this rain could never deter their determination.
Maan just took off his shirt and threw it aside. He was now wearing his trademark vest. Even geet was feeling uncomfortable with her long scarf. So even she took it off and threw it aside!
Oh man, he just couldn't stop looking at her now! Throwing away her scarf actually revealed much of her features. He slender long neck…water droplets crawled from her forehead to her nose, to the lips and slid down her beautiful milkey white neck and travelled further down till it disappeared into her clothes above her bosom!
Maan's gaze could do nothing but travel with the droplet. Her already fitting shirt stuck to her skin making each and every curve of her bosy even more prominent!
His gaze intensified and travelled further down towards her much revealed belly button and the flesh around it that was visible due to her short shirt!
Geet couldn't understand what he was gazing at so intently. Gosh, she is waiting for him to start the match and here he is…lost somewhere!
Maan's eyes travelled up from her hour-glass shaped bosy towards her long slender sleeveless arms…OMG..she is SEXY…he thought!
Kawaii *looking up* chi chi Babaji…kya bol raha hain Maan?😲 When he has met her the 1st time when they were young, he thought she was cut!! And when they met…what does he think now…she is SEXY….chi chi babaji..its disgusting! Babaji..yeh Maan pagal ho gaya hain! Kawaii *faint*…*thud*🤢
Geet was still wondering where he was lost! Rain caught speed but Maan's gaze was still hovering around her! Geet was already irritated with his rude attitude….and now his ignorance…that was enough to make her angry…so very angry! She looked here and there trying to figure out what he is looking at. She even loked up and down but failed to realize! And finally her patience snapped!
Geet (shouting angrily):Aap aise kya dekh rahe hain?
Maan snapped out of his dreamworld…OMG did he get caught? He felt embarrassed and frustrated at his own thoughts! Oh God, he is supposed to hate her and not dream about her!!!!
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next: match continues😉
hey dearies..how r u all???🤗
i tried updating yesterday itself...but got
busy with my college stuff!!
so i hope this is long enough to satisfy u all for the tym being!!!😃
Edited by kawaii_geet - 13 years ago
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