Part: 1
Unforgettable Encounter
Again Geet was rushing through breakfast. She started mumbling to herself, " stupid alarm didn't even wake me up, and now I am going to be late for college again".
Mohinderlal saw her only child and daughter rushing through breakfast again. He loved her a lot and was smiling at her antics.
Mohinderlal: Geet did you stay up studying last night again.
Geet thinking to herself, " Yeah right! Geet and studying . . . of course studying boys" she mentally smirked.
Geet: Of course Daddy. I was with Pinky and we studied like all night. That is why I came late. I hope you are not mad at me Daddy.
She makes a little puppy face. Even though she was 22 she was still daddy's little girl according to her dad and so she used that to her advantage.
Mohinderlal: Of course! It is not like you were hanging out with boys at the disco like other girls these days.
Geet: of course not! chi chi chi! Can you imagine me wearing short dresses or mini skirts and dancing with boys' daddy?
Mohinderlal: That is why I love you so much! You have not lost yourself. Your simplicity is your most alluring aspect.
She rolls her eyes, but her dad didn't see it. . . Thank God! She kisses her dad good-bye.
" Okay dad I am getting late so I will see you later" she says as she rushes out.
Her stepmother Pammi also says, " bye beta".
She doesn't even turn around to reply. Never saw her as her mother, because she would never allow her to take her mother Rani's place . . . Ever!
Mohinderlal: Okay come home soon I need to talk to you about something important.
Geet barely heard what he said but yelled out "Okay!" She felt like suffocating in there. It was sad but she could never be herself in her very home . . . around her family. They would never understand, so she held this pretense.
Savetri Devi was waiting patiently at the breakfast table for her stubborn grandson to wake up. Everyone was present Yash Singh Khurana his father, Naina Singh Khurana, his mother, and even Dev and Vicky Singh Khurana his two younger brothers. She had some important news to discuss with him and he still was not here yet.
Finally the sounds of footsteps came and as he descended down the stairs so did this handsome man in a black business suit, which defined his muscular body in such a way that knocked the breath out of millions of girls. His face was flawless and had the face of a Greek God. His stubble gave him his manly tough business tycoon look, but his perfect "M" shaped lips just made your heart flutter uncontrollably making the way in for mischievous thoughts amongst many girls.
Before Daadima could say anything he retorted in such a stern voice " I can't eat breakfast today. I am late for a meeting" a voice filled with so much attitude and authority that the whole world could bow down too.
Daadima: Theek hai Mr. Maan Singh Khurana come home early tonight I need to discuss something important with you.
"Hmmm" he simply said and walked out.
"Oh my God . . . Vicky lets go we are late for college" Dev blurted out dragging Vicky who was drinking out of his coffee.
" Okay gosh I am coming no need to pull" Vicky retorted back.
"Vesebi I know you are not in such a rush to go to school as much as you are to see your girl" Vicky whispered and teased inside Dev's ear.
Dev: Shut up!
Vicky: oh sorry I meant you wish she were your girl!
Geet parked her red BMW convertible across the road from the coffee shop she came to almost everyday. Everyone knew her here. She would come in as one person and leave out as another. As she was about to cross the road a black Mercedes Benz came with amazing speed and braked suddenly at the red light splashing muddy water all over Geet.
Geet gasped in shock as her salwar kamiz was covered in muddy water. The person that she was how dare someone act like this with her?
She starts banging on the car window, but she received no response. Geet was not going stop either until she got an answer. The man inside " Who is it early in the morning bothering me?"
Driver: From the looks of it just looks like some random women in a dirty outfit trying to get your attention sir.
Man: Just ignore her.
Geet: So you want to play like this. I will show whom you are messing with . . . warna meri naam Geet Handa nahi hai!
Geet quickly goes and opens the trunk of her car and gets her pencil thin high heels out and barges in front of the car and breaks one of the headlights with her high heel shoe, giving an evil smirk to the driver.
The man in the car, "what the heck was that!"
Driver: Sahab the crazy girl just bashed the car's headlight.
The man, " Kyaaa!"
He barges out of the car and collides into something so warm and soft that sent electric currents down his body. He catches her before she could fall and they stood like that for a couple of seconds. Even though she had some mud on her face and clothes there was something about this girl that caught his attention.
Geet releases herself from his hold and stands up.
" What are you staring at . . . how you messed up my clothes?" she blurted out.
" I am staring at you so I could get a good glimpse of you and report every feature of your face to the police for breaking my headlight".
" Acha? Let me know something this is a very expensive car you have hear so you must have insurance as well right?
" Yeah I do but what does that have anything to do with this?"
" I will show you" she says as she goes and smashes the other headlight as well with her high heel.
" Heyyy!" he screams.
" Do you know who you are messing with? I am MSK! You smashed Maan Singh Khurana's headlights".
Geet: No I believe the question is do you know who you are messing with?
" This is what you get for messing up my clothes. Next time think twice before messing with Geet Handa" Geet says as she points her pencil high heel shoe at him causing Maan to back up a little against the car. She straightens her dupatta and twitches her nose a little before turning around and leaving.
Right when he went to go after her cars started to whiz by and when they finally moved out of the way it was like she had disappeared into thin air. For the first time some girl stood up to him like that. What was about this girl, her attitude, her feisty nature, or her beauty that blew Maan away? He didn't even know what it was, but it was sure a blow to his ego. " Kya pagal larki ti!"
Geet goes inside the coffee shop gets her keys out and goes inside her room, which was more like a walk-in closet. She had rented out this room from the coffee shop owner, which was supposed to be a lunchroom for the staff, but geet had rented it out for her personal use and demolished the lunchroom and made it into her closet.
She washes her face first trying to get all the mud off her as she looks at herself in the mirror a flashback of what she recently did played back in her head. She didn't even know why she reacted to such an extent for a salwar kamiz she could of careless about. She didn't know why by just seeing that MSK's face her blood boiled with anger for which she acted like that. What did he think of himself?
She brushes it aside and came to the conclusion that she did the right thing! She changes into a one shoulder top, mini skirt, and high heels. She gets rid of her one-sided braided hair and lets her hair fall open. She applies some lip-gloss and blows a kiss into a mirror and says, " Now this is the real Geet Handa".
PRE-CAP:
Glimpse of Geet's friends and life in college.
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