FF 'Kaho Na Pyar Hain' Updated PART 20 PAGE 86 - Page 39

i m really in love wid dis ff

college was too good

imagine barun in kushaal arms...😆😆

Link to previous part 18: https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/56489447

Part 19

"Kaho Na Pyar Hain"

Dharasti makes her way home from Gurmeets office, "I'll quickly make food for Kushi and Manvi, then I'll go to work, aaj bahut der hogaya hain, hope Shabbir sir doesn't mind" she speaks to herself going into her tiny kitchen preparing a meal. Little did she know she was being admired by someone's binocular like eyes .

Karan Singh Grover had followed her home, he was keeping a close eye on her, he now stood outside her house looking into the kitchen from the little glass window, hiding his creamy white face, enjoying the view his getting of Dharasti cooking. Out of excitement he wished to go inside and hold Dharasti by her hips and sway her in the wind, making love to her.

He had his face plastered on the glass window, looking directly at her every move, the way she tied the scarf around her stomach, revealing her perfect figure, the way she struggled to put her hair behind her ear, he couldn't hold back any longer he desired to touch her, feel her smooth skin on his.

He tiptoed across to the main entrance and unlocked the wooden door, it didn't take him that long to enter as he found the door was carelessly left open, he smiled a mischievous smile with a slight twinkle in his eyes stepping inside taking heavy footsteps towards the kitchen.

Dhrasti was busy cooking when she heard footsteps getting louder and louder, "shayad Kushi and Manvi came home" she thought and stepped out of the kitchen to meet them when her legs froze and she started breathing really fast.

Stood in front of her was a man dressed in a short sleeved black shirt, his hands decored in tattoos, he was Karan her mind screamed as it hit her that he was the man she had met in Gurmeet's office, "Aap yaha mere ghar main kya kar rahe hain?" She managed to speak out. Karan just smiled and looked at her in amazement "tum yaha rethi ho?" He asked her ever so politely. Dhrasti was getting nervous "aap yaha kya kar rahe hain?" She spoke once again. "Main yaha Gurmeet sir ki kehne pe aya hoon, I came to collect you for the meeting with your company Dhanush enterprise" Karan spoke in a professional tone that he learnt as he works in one of the top companies in India, Vikram Constructions under the shadow of the best business tycoon Gurmeet Sobti Chaudhry.

Dhrasti smiled and thought she was getting freaked out for no reason, "meeting ke liye aye hain" she thought and said to Karan, "okay I'll be ready in 2 minutes". Karan nodded and waited for her and then they both left the house. In her hurry she forgot to take off the cooker leaving the saucepan still on top of the stove with the fire underneath on full power.

He opened his car door for her, standing outside until she sits inside. Before closing the door he bent himself near her, Dhrasti stopped breathing, "what is this guy doing" she screamed in her head as this man made her uncomfortable. Karan pulled the seat belt on her and smiled. Dhrasti sighed a sigh of relief and smiled a fake smile. Karan got on the drivers seat and started driving in fast speed. He started adjusting the mirrors so that he can get a perfect view of her. Dhrasti noticed this and started to fiddle with her scarf, making it cover her body. "Lakh chupala apne badhan ko akhir dhekunga tho main hi" Karan thought to himself, grinning like a mad man.

The car finally came to a stop in front of a pretty little coffee shop.

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Kushaal didn't want to be picked really badly, so he tried to hide behind a group of girls who stood on front of him.

Prachi however was still looking around for a volunteer, when she spotted a guy hiding behind a group of girl, she couldn't see his face from where she was standing and felt he will be an ideal dance partner as it will also give her the opportunity to motivate him as she believed he was hiding away because he was shying away.

"Tum" she pointed at Kushaal who wasn't aware he got picked. The girl on front of him spoke "miss main?". "Nahi, tum nahi the guy behind you" Prachi spoke whilst the girl moved out the way revealing Kushaal who was looking down at the floor in a half down, bent knee position.

Kushaal however was still unaware, he got caught out. Prachi again shouted pointing at Kushaal "Tum, come up on stage" when finally her call reached Kushaal. He looked up at the stage, and mumbled "aade baap reh, why is she picking me".

"OMG what is Prachi doing! Why is she calling Kushaal" spoke Manvi quietly. "Tum neh kuch kaha?" Asked her sister Kushi. "Nahi Di" replied Manvi when an interfering Barun speeches "what do you mean, why is she calling Kushaal, she is getting married to him Damn it and tum tumara gandi naazar se usko dekhna band karo."

Manvi just stood there silently, with out responding back to Barun as she did not want to create a show for her best friend Prachi's sake but on the other hand Kushi could not tolerate the poisonous words leaving Baruns mouth cursing her sister. She looked up at the ceiling and prayed " Devi Maya, aaj saath de dena" holding Barun by his collar, gathering a ball of saliva in her mouth to attack him as she knew words could not hurt him.

Kushi was on the firing line now, Barun never spoke but his one sharp look at her rounded face made her gulp the salvia she wanted to spit on him but she still was not going to give up. "Tum apne aap ko kya samaj te ho?" She questioned whilst Barun said quietly but with full impact "get your bloody hand off my collar". Kushi decided to ignore what he was saying pulling his collar even further down, now he stood with neck slightly bent. "Apne kuch kaha, maine soona nahi" she teased although inside she knew he was getting aggressive. "Get your bloody hands off me, damn it" he warned again. "Tab tak nahi jab tak you don't apologies to Manvi" she demanded.

"Main aur tumari iss behan se apologise, I don't think so" spoke Barun who finally decided to grab Kushi by her hands smacking her to the ground like as if she was an insect irritating his collar and stinging his ears.

She landed on the hard floor, luckily no one was looking apart from Manvi.
Kushi was not shocked by his this rude behaviour as she knew something like this was bound to happen so she was well prepared in advance this time grabbing onto his well defined legs.

"What The" spat Barun shocked to see Kushi now on his legs."Acha Bachu! Kushi ko ghirane ki zoorat kese kiya tumne.. Now you will see yeh Kushi cheeze kya hain!" spoke Kushi praising herself. Whilst Barun was engrossed in her conversation she untied his long black laces from his shoes and criss-crossed knotted both the shoes together, so when he walks he will loose his balance.

Barun however, notices what Kushi has done to his shoes, and kneels down to un-tie the mess she caused to his shoe. Whilst knelt down, he winks at Kushi with a million dollar grin all to say its not easy to throw him down.

For the first time Kushi sees a different side to him, the man who always has anger, aggression, rage, brutality written all over his face had a smile plastered over it today.

Kushi quickly taps her head really hard, she widen her eyes but she still notices an abnormal grin on his normal face.

"Iss Barun, Di ki bas ka nahi" speaks Manvi who believes her sister wouldn't be able to take revenge in a thousand of years therefore she just goes behind Barun, stands still, pulls up her sleeves and pushes her hardest push to make Barun reach that floor and she succeeds.

"Way to Go!" Shouts a proud Kushi who didn't realise Barun was going to land on her. "Devi Maya Bachao!" She shouts again whilst Barun almost lands on her in slow motion, her prayer was not unheard by God as Barun held his body up on his two arms positioned on either side of her plum pink face.

Barun stares at Kushi like he has not seen her before, whilst Kushi notices his glowing skin, his manly aroma and his stylised hair and somehow he looked different to her. She continues admiring his textured face, when her eyes meets his, she quickly tilts her head as she no longer wished to look at him as his gaze was making her body warm up. Barun could no longer hold himself up, giving up causing him to now drop on top of Kushi.

Barun now laid on top of Kushi, he felt her log shaped body under his, the scent of her Jasmin hair oil went up his nostrils and into his body. Somewhere in the middle of all this they both went into a zone of there own, where her beauty looked heavenly for Barun but for Kushi everything was still vivid.

Barun gets himself off Kushi, and strangely offers her a helping hand which Kushi refuses to take asking Manvi to help her up.

Prachi however was not paying attention to what was happening around her, as her eyes could not get off Kushaal who was making his way up on the stage. "Yeh maine, kya kar diya" she thought as she did not want to dance with Kushaal.

They both entered the cafe and a pair of dark eyes darted towards the entrance of the cafe. The man had his face covered with a very big newspaper that was being used as a prop to cover himself. All his attention and focus were on Dhrasti and Karan.

Karan walked to the furthest corner of the cafe which was a private area and pulled out a chair for Dhrasti. She hesitantly sat herself down whilst Karan sat opposite her. Dhrasti found it peculiar that the table Karan had sat on was a two seater. She looked around the very cosy cafe and her eyes stopped on the man behind the newspaper. She looked at him and something about him was very familiar. The man immediately removed his eyes and glanced down.

"Where is Gurmeet and Shabbir sir?" Dhrasti asked Karan as she was feeling rather uncomfortable. "Aajayenge you don't worry" he laughed. He pulled out the rose from the vase that was placed to decorate the table and started playing with it. He started caressing it on Dhrasti's arms that laid on top of the table. He started stroking the rose up and down her arms that were bare as she had a short sleeved kameez on.

Dhrasti at once moved her arms from the table and got up from her seat, she was really angry, "aap yeh kya kar rahe hain!" She shouted. Karan got up and spoke in a calm tone, "maine kya kiya" he shrugged his shoulders, "woh tho yeh rose mere haath se slip ho gaya tha" he spoke without any hesitancy. Dhrasti still was really angry and her mind and heart both were in agreement that this Karan was no good and was definitely lying. She wanted to walk out this cafe straight away but then she remembered Shabbir. She sat herself down once again and dialled Shabbir's number, "where is he?" She thought to herself.

The man behind the newspaper looked at the activities proceeding on the table with Dhrasti and Karan. He smiled to himself which was a very rare sight after all he was Gurmeet Sobti Chaudhry the man who didn't know how to smile.

Prachi was also going through the same emotions as Kushaal, she was in the same condition as him. She finally decided to speak as she was the teacher, "aap haath upar utaiye" she mumbled as she decided to instruct him the dance moves which was her job. "You can call me 'tum''" Kushaal spoke without a second thought as he found it odd when Prachi called him 'aap' as it seemed like a word only for senior citizens. Prachi stepped backwards, "yeh Kushaal yeh kya keh rahe hain" she thought to herself, "why shall I call him 'tum', didn't Maanvi's plan work on him".

Kushaal lifted both his hand up. Prachi started laughing forgetting about her worries, "aise nahin" she smiled and moved forward and positioned one hand down behind his back and bent his other arm so it was in a dancing position. She placed her hand on his left shoulder and instructed him to hold her other hand with his hand that was lifted up. Kushaal did as he was told but his mind was only on one thing "I cannot marry Prachi".

Kushaal started to twirl Prachi but lost in his thoughts he didn't realise when he started twirling her at a very fast speed. Prachi went round and round like a tornado, she started feeling dizzy. Finally she slipped out of Kushaal's grip and went twirling forward. She held on to the soft red velvet curtains that were hanged on the stage for support but the sudden force caused it to tear from the top and it came crashing down towards her covering her head in the velvet material. Her face was covered by the rich velvet cloth but the weight of the cloth was causing a problem for Prachi. Prachi couldn't see a thing she had her hands stretched searching for some sort of support when suddenly she felt something. She clasped onto it like she was holding onto her life. She crashed forward and landed on something rock solid.

Shabbir was a new trustee of DKD Mahadev college and had come in to sign a few documents when he had heard the loud beats of music and couldn't stop himself from finding out what was going on. He had just entered the classroom when a girl draped in a velvet red cloth came crashing onto him holding his hands. Shabbir stared at the girl draped in red and thought to himself "yaha kisi ki shaadi tho nahi ho rahi bhai!" he spoke loudly making the students laugh that were watching the scenes on the stage eagerly as if it was a play. Barun however was the only unhappy viewer as these 'silly' things were happening to his sister.

Shabbir like a ready made groom cleared his throat and lifted his hands upto the drape that covered her face as if it was a ghungat waiting to be unveiled from the head of a newly wedded bride.

He slowly and carefully held onto the edges of the cloth and started lifting it up to reveal the moon which was covered by the clouds.

Shabbir stood stunned when he saw Prachi was the girl behind the 'ghungat'. Prachi moved her eyelids upwards just like a shy bride and also stood stunned when she recognised the man was Shabbir. They both awoke from this situation when they heard the clapping noise and cheers from the students beneath. Shabbir happily spoke "are you okay?" to which Prachi just nodded and walked away stomping all over the red velvet curtain which was covering her like a ghungat a while ago. "Everyone find your partners and start your rehearsals, I will be coming to you all individually to help you out" Prachi addressed the students to get away from this embarrassing situation.

Shabbir was still lost in what took place and was ignorant to the continuous ringing of his mobile phone.

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"Woh jaanti hain ki main hoon naraaz' Par woh nahi ayi'" He murmured to himself knocking the crystal clear glass from his wooden table. The red liquid stained the cream floor but he didn't care. He looked at his long walls and stared at a canvas that stared back at him. It was his Prachi, smiling a beautiful smile, shyness in her eyes, blush on her cheeks and his name on her lips.

He got up from the sofa stepping onto the spilled red liquid, he made his way to her picture and placed a peck on her cheeks and a tear didn't fail to escape his eyes.

He knew Prachi was in college now but he wanted to meet her so badly, ask her so many questions but he was also afraid of the answers.

Precap

Trapped in the orange room.