It was 11:00 P.M when Maan came out of Khurana Constructions to return home from work. Because of that "Geet Handa" he missed his meeting and therefore had to stay late to finish the details for his upcoming project himself. Not to forget to mention his poor car was in the repair shop, because of her destructive attitude and fury. Poor Maan didn't even know he messed up her outfit and therefore had to deal with the grave consequences of Geet Handa. He gets onto his black motorcycle, which got dropped by his driver. He puts on his helmet and drives away into the dark night.
It was only 10 minutes later when a dupatta falls onto his helmet blocking his view. He started swerving a little, but quickly presses on the brakes before crashing into a pole. He slowly slides the dupatta off his helmet and as anger rain through his body his fingers start to clinch hard on the dupatta.
He turns his head to the side and takes his helmet off. He turns around and sees a girl in a salwar kamiz working on her convertible bmw car, which apparently looks like it had broken down.
He was kind of surprised. You don't see a lot of girls trying to fix an expensive car who is wearing a salwar kamis. He always thought of those girls being very traditional, and always wanting help from others. Women who let others speak for themselves and also too shy and timid. But as he was walking toward this girl he seemed to be proven wrong for the first time.
Even though her body was fully covered the way her body was arched down made her seem attractive to Maan. Normally if a girl wore exposed clothing and was arching her body down against the car hood than that would drive a guy's senses wild with desire, but for Maan it seemed otherwise.
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Maan snaps out of his reverie when he finally was a foot away from this girl, who looked so engrossed in what she was doing.
He clears his throat, and then says, "Excuse me".
The poor girl got startled that she tripped on her own feet. Before she could fall Maan catches her and again there was a familiar electric currents running through both of them. Maan again found himself lost in this girl's beauty.
They both break out of their trance and get up facing away of each other and straightens themselves up before turning around and screaming, "TUM!" with eyes enlarged and lips centimeters away from each other.
Before Geet could say anything else, maan covers her mouth with his hand and says, "Chup bilkul Chup!" as he pushes her up against the car door.
Maan: This time it is my turn to talk. Before you blame me for making you fall or even being the reason for breaking down your car, let me be the first to tell you Miss Geet Handa that I almost died because of you.
Geet's mouth was still covered up with Maan's hand and now her eyes were two times bigger at the accusation she was hearing.
You sure are a little walking disaster. Where ever you go someone is sure to land in trouble!
Geet had heard enough now. She didn't even know what she did wrong that he was behaving like this with her.
Maan all of a sudden screams. Geet gives an evil smirk. Maan looked on shocked at the guts of this girl.
Maan: Did you just bite me!
Geet: I did and I would do it again. What the hell do you of think yourself? Go show this huge ego and attitude of yours somewhere else, because it won't work on me.
Maan: I am the one with the ego and attitude?
Geet: Hain!
Maan starts to run after her and Geet starts to run for her life. They were acting like two little kids. They were at this for like 15 seconds, but when Geet turns around he was no longer behind her.
Geet: where did he go?
That was when Maan appeared right in front of air.
"Missed me already? Don't worry I am not gonna go anywhere from you" he says until Geet was completely against the car.
Geet tries to make a jolt for it, but then maan's arm blocks her.
She tries to make another run for it from the left side now, but then maan's other arm blocks hers.
For the first time Geet's heart was fluttering with every inch that Maan came closer to her. There was even some fear in her eyes. It was as if Maan could see through her . . . through her strong and carefree self with the way he was just looking at her. Normally people would back off seeing the way Geet was, but Maan just came closer.
Maan could sense the fear that Geet had in her eye, but for the wrong reason. He lets go of her and turns around.
Maan: There is no need to be scared. I am not going do anything to you. I know you barely know me, but I am not such a low person.
I . . . I just came back to give you your dupatta back.
He turns around and hands it to her. Geet was totally confused how this ended up with him. But she just takes it anyways.
This fell on my head while I was driving my motorcycle and I almost crashed. So please just keep it over your shoulder and neck where it should be.
With saying that Maan turns and leaves.Geet just watched his leaving figure and disappearing into the darkness with only one thing ringing in her ear, " I am not such a low person".
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He didn't wear the helmet. He let the cool whish of the air let him calm down. He didn't why this badtameez larki kept on coming into his life. Even unwillingly when she is quietly trying to fix her car, she manages to find a way to make his life that much harder. Right then something clicked inside his head and all of a sudden he does a 180 turn, his engine roaring and his wheels screeching. He then presses on the gear, his motorcycle roaring even louder and he speeds away.
He gets off the bike and couldn't believe he came back here again, but he couldn't just go home and leave her helpless being it almost midnight. He unknowingly starts to smile seeing her cute ways.
" UUUGGGHHH'.Stupid car! Why don't you work! I swear if you bail on me I am going to bail on you and buy myself your rival, Mercedez Benz, and send you to the junk yard" She screams and kicks the wheel of the car.
But then she starts hopping on one foot holding as the pain shoots all the way up her leg. "Ouch" she kept on murmuring, when her eyes fall on Maan who was working on the car's engine.
She sneakily walks up behind him and starts to poke his shoulder with her index finger to get his attention, but maan just ignores her.
This irritates Geet a little now. She pulls his arm and says, " Hey mister!". Maan just gives her one look and then looks at his arm, which Geet pulled and had her hand on.
Geet just pats his arm and moves her hand away.
" So now his eyes seem to be working? The first time around he couldn't see that the car was broken down? . . . chodo it seems like my charm brought him back here and he is using the excuse of fixing the car to come back here" she mumbled to herself.
An already irritated Maan heard making him more irritated. Maan grabs her hand and pulls her causing her to come slamming against his chest.
Kya lakta hai ki tum saach much khaas ho? Asmaan koi pari ho?
Geet: choro mujhe!
Maan: Nahi chodonga toh?
He squizzes her wrist harder and brings her closer.
I have millions of girls ready to throw themselves at me and I don't give them a glance and you are nothing compared to them so consider yourself lucky that Maan Singh Khurana has given you a glance samjhe tum.
Even if you die waiting here all night it wouldn't make a difference to me! Now are you going to act like a big girl and let me try to fix your car or should I just simply leave and let you rot here till morning.
Geet was taken aback at his rudeness and anger behind his words. Normally she would have answered back with double the attitude and rudeness, but she was helpless at the moment.
She gets out of his and just opens her convertible car and sits in there. She takes out her anger by mumbling to herself, " Uuuggghhh" and starts to bang her head against the steering wheel.
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