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Shruthe

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Posted: 13 years ago

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Bindu - when are u planning to update... me totally bored... and wanting to read ur update... 😳

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PART 7

8.The Return Gift

Geet's return gift arrived the next day. Yash and Vicky were with Maan when the parcel , which was much larger and heavier than his gift, was delivered. Maan looked at it, wondering what it could contain. As much as he was excited to open it, he couldn't get rid of the apprehension too.

"Aren't you going to open it?" Vicky was as eager as a boy who wanted to open his birthday gifts.

"I have this feeling that I better not."

"What bhai!"Vicky made a disappointed face. "Give it to me then , I will open it for u."

"No it is mine!" Maan tightened his hold on the parcel.

"Do you think this is her way to get even with what you sent?" Yash couldn't contain his enthusiasm.

"What gift?" Vicky turned his curious eyes towards his brothers.

"Not telling you," Maan retorted. "I don't want to spoil the novelty of my gift."

"Yeah if you get to know I am sure you will make inroad into our accounts."

"Kyom ? Kaise?"

"You will need to impress your GFs which is about half the girls in the college... you will not have enough money in your pocket or account...so you will ask us ..."

"Exactly! So forget about stealing my idea." Maan cast him a glance over the box absentmindedly caressing it with a hand as if he wished to feel what it contained.

Vicky made a sulking face.

"Come on open the box Maan," Yash said impatient now. "Be brave."

What had his cheeky fianc sent him? He held the box in his hands and shook it. Something rattled inside. Seeing that his delay was making his brothers impatient enough to snatch it from his hand, he kept the box on the coffee table and tore away the gilt wrapper. Inside the box was another wrapped box but over it was the first gift was an executive leather bag with his name embossed in silver letters. It came with the message:

Every survival kit should include a sense of humor.

The next box contained a table top clock with his name spelled out on it:

Why should I waste time learning from my past when I am busy worrying about my future?

Then came the name plate:

David Copperfield taught me not to be a "name dropper."

Yash laughed, "She does have a sense of humour. Wonder if she expects you to wear it, the name plate on the door may not do the trick."

"This is really absurd," Maan sighed in frustration. "How will anyone be convinced about our so called romance if she can't recognize me as her lover." He glared at Yash. "She kissed you. That is not funny."

"It was just a peck and stopped even before it started." Seeing the intensity of the glare increase by many folds he put his hand in front of him palms open in a gesture of appeasement. "Okay Okay...I understand your being angry...but remember she said she felt nothing, that the kiss didn't affect her."

"Do you think that should make it easier to accept?"

"Isn't it?" Vicky asked with a playful smirk. "Imagine if bhabi liked kissing Yash bhai too!"

"Didn't I say we should have left him behind when he got lost in that camping trip?" Maan asked Yash.

"Not too late even now. We can blind fold him and leave him in the forest without his mobile." Yash joined in. "We will tell the gang that he went to Singapore with his latest GF."

"What? Myle too is from Singapore?"

"Myle? Isn't it Nicole?"

"I wonder if Meera Babs have been informed about "The Kiss"?

Yash blanched. "Now Chote we don't discuss such matters with women... It is against our pact."

"Babs isn't any woman... She is your wife." Vicky choose Meera's number on his phone with his finger poised above the dial button threateningly.

"Okay. I will reconsider abandoning you."

"Then Babs won't come to know about the kiss from me and I will take 5000bucks from you." Vicky extended his hand to Yash.

"5000 isn't that rather too much? 2000 should do, don't you think so Maan?"

"Sure Chote I think you are extorting!"

"I was considering 5000 from each, then since Maan bhai is the wounded party thought I should extend my generosity to the ailing..." That shut Maan up and Vicky turned his full attention on Yash.

"Okay I will just tell Babs half of the story... but then the story should begin from the start so I will just tell about the kiss..." then he made a show of reconsidering seeing Yash advance towards him. "Okay since you are my brother, I'll just say the second part that Geet bhabhi didn't enjoy the kiss." He scratched his head,looked at maan and continued, "but does that make one wonder how you reac..."

Yash quickly handed over the money.

Once the transaction was completed, Vicky turned to Maan happily. "Aren't you going to open the rest of the gift?"

Resuming his engagement with Geet's gift Maan found pens in pen holder with his name embossed in silver lettering with the message:

"If pen is the tongue of mind...i'm sure your present one must be worn out.i have named him Maan before u call it Geet!."

Next one was a stress reliever in the shape of a grenade:

"For the effective use of all those kinetic energy swirling in your mind."

Then there was a belt with his initials MK in the buckle.

"There is one last one." Vicky pointed out, "Why is it wrapped in different coloured wrapper?"

"I'm sure it is the grand finale! Wonder what is the final surprise!"

"whatever it is I bet it will have your name on it!" Yash grinned.

"Without doubt! let us see..." Maan tore away the wrapper and let out a shout of laughter. He shook out a pair of boxers with the image of Mickey Mouse in the rear and his name stamped across the front in golden letters.

"Tit for tat! That is my Geet." He said with unabashed pride.

"Now what?" Yash asked knowing that his brother will retaliate.

Maan moved to stand beside the window and looked out to her office, "My bride to be demands traditional gift... I think she deserves one."

He just had the perfect one ..for his rational, 'in control' fianc.

The special delivery for Geet Handa reached her home that evening. She opened the carton and fell in love ...irrecoverably.

By the time it was time to retire the little puppy had fallen down the stairs in his enthusiasm to follow her, wound himself up with the loosened thread from the table cover and fallen under the laundry bag. It didn't take Geet much long to name him from his adventures, ' Daredevil.'

hope u liked Geet's reply to Maan's gift😃...another part coming up next week...you will let me know abt this part , na?

PART 9

Edited by bangalores - 13 years ago