hey gf friends it's me zooni!!😉 i know you guys must b wondering what another story since i still havent finish my earlier ff.. hmmm wat to do maaneet hav made me like that always thinking abt them... this is atrue story of someone i know with some parts i have added together with it...soi thought of sharin it with my gf friends!! hope you guys will like it and not to worry this has two parts or three parts only!! this ss has nothing to do with the serial except the name..
Maan Singh Khurana - one and only heir of khurana's family.. 25 yrs old hot, handsome guy who lives with his dadima.. very caring and humble.. he is in relationship with his mishti, geet for 8 yrs..
Geet Handa - she is the eldest in the family.. she is turning 23 yrs old soon who lives with her parents and brother.. She is loved and pampered by her fmily an friends..She is in love wtih maan for 8 yrs...
HAPPY BIRTHDAY JAAN!!
PS: please make the bed, leave the petals there, and bring your rose down. What ever you do today, please follow instructions. PLEASE WASH UP :D"
Geet smiled and smacked her forehead gently. She turned and looked at her desktop calendar and realised it was indeed her birthday. She brought the card to her nose and smelt it. It was scented with her favourite perfume, Burberry London. She smiled and whispered, "Maan, u sneaky little one."
After making the bed and washing up, she walked to where the rose was and she picked it up. Letter in one hand and the rose in the other, the birthday girl walked to the kitchen to whip up breakfast.
Her stomach was screaming for breakfast already. While walking to the kitchen, she hummed the tune of the birthday song and smiled. As she reached the kitchen, she saw that breakfast was already laid at the table.
On the table was a small white vase with no flower in it, milo in her favourite cup, plate filled with her favourite western styled breakfast. She shook her head and grinned. She looked at the small empty white vase and immediately knew what she had to do. She walked towards the table and gently placed her rose into the vase.
I kinda sneaked into your house and did what I can. Please enjoy.
The vase is empty and I hope u know what u should do.
Lots of love
Maan
Geet gritted her teeth and whined but the whining did not last long. The smell of her breakfast was very inviting and her stomach would not stop screaming for food.
She finished her breakfast and cleared up. She thought the surprise was over, and all she can think of is watching TV and lazing around the house until she meets him.
Little did she know, the surprises were just beginning.
Geet: Helllooo..
Geet:maan! I hate you! Why did u send Mary off'I had to clear up my own plates.. (sulks)
M: (giggles) Hope u like what I made?
M: (pauses) Not sure yet jaan, I may have to miss your birthday dinner but I will meet u after all that?
She stuffed her phone into her track pants and walked to the living room. While she was getting ready to browse through her DVD collections, her doorbell rings.
Geet, nodded her head and went nearer to him cupping her palm closer to his eyes and whispered, "No one really calls meGeetHandaonly close relations...And whats the matter you are here?
The mail carrier scratched his head and frantically said, "' Ma'am, there is something for you and it was addressed as such. I'm sorry..
Geet laughed and said it was ok. She acknowledged that she received her courier and took the courier in. She held the courier with both hands and used her legs to shut the door. Within seconds, there was a knock on the door again. She was, "NOT AGAIN". She placed the courier down and opened the door again..
It was the mail carrier again. She asked him what had happened.
Then, "I remember now. Happy Birthday to you'This was given by Maan. Ma'am, have a good day." He walked away.
Geet's eyes opened wide and her jaws dropped.
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