Destiny, Fate & Love Thread 1. Chapter 1 - 42. - Page 26

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CHAPTER 22. I LIVE TO ANNOY YOU

Place - Living Room at Khurana Mansion

Maan walked down the steps of dining table but slowed down as he noticed the four occupants of table smiling at him politely. He looked at all four of them with trepidation. Something was cooking here! He thought worriedly. He took the few steps ahead slowly as if he was walking on a mine field. But if you ask Maan, he would tell you that he would prefer to take the mine field rather than facing his family anytime. He sat down on the table only to be served a paratha by a smiling Soni. "Paratha?", Maan questioned. Where was his omelets and toast? His regular breakfast? He looked askance as Soni poured lassi from a jug and placed it in front of him. Lassi? Where was his fruit juice? He felt his anger bubble to the surface and he fought to control it. He did not want another mess in his hands like the one which happened few days back.

Maan took few deep breaths before he asked Soni in an extremely sweet voice, "Soni? Mera naashta kahaan hai?". ""Yehi toh hai.", came a cheery reply from a smiling face. NT and Dadima giggled while Dev tried to control his smile. Maan shot them a glare and they looked down to their plates. "Sonia, mera matlab hai ki toast kahaan hai, omelet kahaan hai aur mera juice kahaan hai?", Maan asked patiently. He will not blow up on her. She smiled at him. After serving everybody, she replied, "Aaj se is ghar mein woh English vinglish nashte nahi banenge." Maan could not believe it. What did that mean? "Kyun?", Maan asked. Soni smiling face turned serious and she replied,"Kyunki hum Hindustani hai. Isliye ab iss ghar mein sirf Hindustani khaana banega. Vilaayti khaana khana hai toh London ya Amreeka mein jaake rahiye. Aur vaisi bhi assi Punjabi hain, toh lassi lijiye, parathe khaayiye. Yeh Omelet shomlet kya khaana?" Maan fumed. He will not loose control! He chanted in his mind. He will not loose control! He will not get angry with her! He instructed himself. She thinks she is your future wife. She is still ill. So you should not shout at her. Maan beta, control!

Dev piped up, "Bhabhi, wow kya parathe hain. Aap toh ek dum best cook ho. Mujhe aaj se yeh parathe hi chaahiye. Thoda aur milega. Aur'.", he stopped speaking as Maan's glare landed on him. Sonia smiled at Dev, frowned at Maan and walked off to get some more parathas. Maan followed her to the kitchen. "Yeh sab kya hai, Soni?", he asked her in an angry tone. "Kya, kya hai?", Soni asked him as she took the parathas she had earlier made. Today morning, after shower, when she was dressing up her leg wounds, she realized that her soles were well healed. And they were not creating any pain while walking. So she decided that today was a good day to enter kitchen and take over the cooking. After all after marriage she had to do that, so why not now.

Maan caught her wrist and pulled her close to him. He was about to say something when she smiled and he was lost into her. Her eyes and smile were luring him. Suddenly, he felt a pinch on his arms. "Ouch!", he exclaimed. Soni had pinched him to get her hand released. She glared at him. "Ab aapka ghussa mujh par koi asar nahi karta. Main aapse nahi darti. Samjhe Aap. Toh aap apni yeh mendak jaisi aankhon se Mujhe ghoorna band kijiye aur chup chaap apna naashta kijiye.", she told him and walked to the living room. He followed her. "Mendak? Tumne Mujhe mendak kahaa?", Maan roared. "Ji Haan! Maine aapko mendak kahaa. English mein frog. Jab aap ghusse se dekhte ho na toh lagta hai ki mere saamne ek hadh se jyada bada mendak khada hai.", Soni replied glaring back at him. Is he the only one who can glare? Even she can glare.

The spectators of the match conducted at the dining table looked at each other. The spectators were Dadima, Dev and NT with some staff including Nakul. NT whispered into Dadi's ears, "Dadi, hum toh inki shaadi ki planning kar rahe the. Yeh toh jhagad rahe hai." "Arre Beta! Kehte haina pyar ka pehla step jhagda hi hai. Jhagadne do jitna Jhagadte hain. Aap bas maze lo." Dadi whispered and took some paratha and started munching on it with her eyes glued on to Maan and Soni. She wished there was some popcorn. But paratha haina! Usse kaam chala lenge. Bless her future bahu for making such delicious parathas. Dadima smiled happily.

Frog? Soni thought he was a frog. Maan was beyond incensed. "Apni hadh mein raho.", Maan warned her. "Main apni hadh mein hoon." Soni replied back. "Dekho mera ghussa mat badhaao.", Maan warned her again. "Dekha hai aapka ghussa aur baad mein aapki maafi bhi dekhi hai. Poora teen din mere aage peeche ghoome ho aap, mujhse maafi maangne ke liye. Yaad hai ya itne jaldi bhool gaye.", Soni taunted him. Maan glared at her. "Us waqt galti meri thi.", Maan informed her. "Is waqt bhi aapki galti hai. Arre! Ek toh itne pyar se aapke liye parathe banaaye aur aap hai ki Mujhpe chilla rahe hai. Dekhiye, ab aapne chila liya par shaadi ki aap aise chillaaye toh main aapke saath nahi rahoongi.", Soni advised him. "Toh mat raho. Chali jaao ghar chod ke.", Maan shot back. "Arre! Main kyun jaaon? Aap jaaoge. Galti aapki hai toh aap jaaoge. Samjhe!", Soni shot back indignantly.

Maan controlled his hands which were itching to strangle Soni. He had enough of this nonsense. "You know what! You are right. Mujhe ghar se jaana chaahiye. Yahaan tumse behes karne se achcha main Office mein jaake kuch kaam karoon." He turned towards the door and walked away. He was about to reach the car when he heard a "Suniye!" from behind. "What?", he barked and turned around to see a smiling Soni holding a plate with paratha in it in her hand. She picked up the paratha and pointed it towards it mouth, "Paratha toh kha lijiye. Achchi bani hai." Maan fought back the urge to bang his head on the car and replied, "Nahi khaani." He opened the door of the car and got in. He was about to shut the car when Soni piped up, "Subah se kuch nahi khaaya. Bhooke honge aap." Maan's anger melted at the concern in her voice. He took the paratha from her hand, shut the door and drove away. Soni waved at the car and walked off into the house happy that Maan had taken the paratha.

Dadima and NT smiled at Soni and grinned at each other. "Ab kya kehti ho, Naintara beta?", Dadi questioned to which NT replied, "Kuch toh pak raha hai, Dadima. Veerji ne parathe liye sirf Soni ke kehne par. Haaye! Kya pyar hai!" Both giggled like school girls and walked off.

Maan took a bite of the paratha. It was tasty. He gobbled up the paratha and wished he had another one with him.

Place - Khurana Constructions

It was lunchtime when Arnav entered KC. Arnav had not met Maan for a week and he wanted to know about Soni's health. Arnav entered Maan's cabin and enquired about Soni. After listening to Maan complain about how he rued the day Soni entered his life, Arnav came out of the cabin. He was nearly in for half hour and had thoroughly enjoyed listening to Soni's antics. Her bossy behaviour reminded him of Baby, a neighbour who loved to boss Nani, Maami, Akash and Anjali whenever she came over. She never bothered him as she was scared of his angry and brooding looks but sometimes she would sit beside him quietly whenever she thought he was sad and needed company. He was nineteen when he saw her last time on Anjali's wedding to Shyam. She had danced and enjoyed and even dragged him to dance. When he refused she had actually used emotional blackmail stating that would he not dance on his sister's wedding. He actually consented and danced few steps with her while making a total fool out of himself in front of his family members.

Arnav came out of his thoughts when he saw a certain Afreen working diligently on her computer. Arnav raised an eyebrow. He walked to her casually and said hi. She looked up, smiled at him, gave a hi back and went back to typing. Arnav frowned. That's it. No more response. She won't talk to him anymore? How dare she ignore him? He looked around and noticed something and smirked.

"Kya khoobsurat baal hai?", Arnav spoke up. "Kya?", Khushi asked absentmindedly her eyes still fixed on the computer screen. "Maine kahaa kya khoobsurat baal hai?", Arnav spoke raising his voice. Khushi smiled. "Thank you!", she replied mildly blushing. No one in Lucknow had praised her hair ever. "Bahut beautiful.", Arnav praised again. Khushi took her plait in her hand and smiled at it. She spoke up, "Woh kya haina. Amma bachpan se chameli ka tel'..", Khushi looked up and for the first time in the whole day noticed Arnav. He was staring somewhere else. "You know I like open hair. Mujhe khule baal bahut pasand hai.", Anrav spoke up still staring somewhere else. Khushi frowned. "Arnavji, kiske baare mein baat kar rahe ho aap?", she enquired in curious tone. Arnav spoke up, "Woh Shasha ke khule baalon ki." He turned at her and noticed her hand holding her plait. He fought back the smile threatening to erupt on his face. This is a payback for ignoring me, Khushi Kumari Gupta urf Afreen. "Tumhein kya laga main tumhein bol raha hoon?", he said pointing to her hand. She dropped her plait and it went swinging back to its original place. "Nahi'nahi toh.", she replied and turned back to her computer. "Waise bhi tumhare baal ki kya taareef karoon.", Arnav said in a disappointed tone. Khushi looked up, "Kyun?".She pouted. What is wrong with her hair? "Arre! Ek toh ise baandhke rakhti ho. Lagta hai jaise gaay ka poonch ho. Jo yahaan se wahaan jhool raha hai. Upar se itna tel lagati ho ki koi bhi utne tel mein teen chaar dishes fry kar sakta hai.", Arnav told her teasingly. Khushi glared at him. "Kya kahaa?", Khushi asked in anger. "Haan! Aur kya! Par tum chaaho toh main inki bhi taareef kar sakta hoon. Infact, baal khologi toh achche se taareef kar sakta hoon.", Arnav offered an olive branch. "Ji Nahi! Dhanyawaad! Aapki taareef ki koi jaroorat nahi hai. Hum jaise hain waise theek hai.", Khushi replied angrily. Arnav shrugged. Suddenly, he got a call. He looked at the screen of his mobile, waved her bye and walked away leaving behind a fuming Khushi who did not even wave him back. She looked at her plait and wondered, kya sach mein humaare baal gaay ki poonch ki tarah dikhte hain?

That evening when Khushi came out of the KC building she walked off directly towards the bus stop not even giving a single glance to the hiding place of Arnav. Arnav was baffled for a second then smirked. He started walking towards her and as soon as she was in hearing distance he hollered, "Hello, Gaay Ki Poonch." She turned around, glared at him and walked off to the bus stop while muttering under her breath about certain Rakshas. Arnav smiled at her but soon frowned as he realized that he could not give her a lift today. He miffedly looked around unhappy that he won't have her company anymore for today. Oh well! There is always tomorrow! Arnav consoled himself.

Place - Around the store room at Khurana Mansion

Maan had just finished his daily morning exercise routine and he walked towards his room when he heard a voice shouting, "Oye! Mushtande". He stopped for a second and waited for a minute but he heard nothing. He shook his head and writing it off as imagination was about to walk off when he heard the voice again, "Oye! Hatte Khatte Naujawaan. Dekho Mujhe tumhari pairon ki aawaaz sunaai di hai. Matlab tum baahar se guzar ho. Agar tum sun sakte ho toh meri madad karo." Maan frowned. It seemed like Soni's voice. He looked around trying to detect from where the voice was coming from. "Soni?", he spoke in a raised voice.

Dadima was a very smart woman. She had learned from yesterday's paratha episode that Maan and Soni had some feelings for each other and the feeling had to be fanned in the right manner to get the result she wanted. So, she had happily sent Soni to the storeroom asking her to get some antique pot. Of course, Dadima had instructed NT, her partner in match making, to keep the pot in the store room a day before for the sake of her plan. And then Soni was conveniently sent off to get the pot, with Daadi knowing well that the door had a jamming problem and once shut can be opened only by breaking the door down. This is where Maan came into the plan. After all itna exercise karne ka yahi toh faayda ho. She also made sure that the time Soni went into the room was the time when Maan passed by after this exercise. She also told all the servants not to go there. And the moment Soni entered the room, Daadima and NT closed the door and went to hide by the pillar. The only problem which came up was that Maan had exercised for extra twenty minutes and the only regret NT had in this whole episode was that she did not bring popcorn to eat while watching such a entertaining show. Now let's go back to the scene.

Soni smiled in relief when she heard Maan's voice. She was stuck here for nearly half an hour and she was scared that she might die here alone. She did not know who was passing from front of the door but the footsteps seemed heavy and she started shouting words like Mushtande, Hatte Khatte etc. Thank you Babaji! Aapne sahi time pe mere bodyguard mera matlab mere honewaale pati ko bhej diya. She started shouting, "Maan bachaao. Main yahaan store room mein phas gayi hoon. Please kuch karo."

Maan rolled his eyes. The way Soni was shouting some would think she was being throttled. He looked at the store room door. Yes, it was known for getting jammed up. He held the door handle and tried to open it. But it refused to budge. He tried pushing the door while twisting the handle but it still did not budge. "Soni, main kholne ki koshish kar raha hoon par khulta nahi hai. Lagta hai todna padega.", Maan informed her. Pat came her reply, "Ae le, itna toh main bhi aapko bata sakti thi." Maan ignored her comment and shouted back, "Tum peeche hat jaao. Main darwaza todhta hoon."

It took Maan nearly three tries before the hinges of the door gave up. Dadima obviously knew that the hinges of the door were rusted enough for Maan to break it down. The moment the door broke it fell on the floor. Soni waited for it to fall and then launched herself into Maan's arms. Maan, unable to take her weight, fell down with her landing on top of him. She hugged him tightly as she realized that he saved her. But soon she came into her senses and raised her head. Maan had held her arms while falling down. Both their eyes clashed and they were lost in each other. Maan, lost in her eyes, slowly moved his fingers from her arms to her shoulders, trailing his fingers all the way leaving behind a trail of fire on Soni's body. Soni tightened her grip on his arms as she felt his fingers. NT and Dadima tried not to giggle at the scene in front of them.

"Bro! Where are you? Bro! Aapse kuch kaam hai.", came Dev's voice from the living room breaking Soni and Maan's trance and making NT and Dadima slap their hands on their foreheads and cursing Dev. "Bahut bekaar timing hai aapke pati ka, NT Beta.", Dadima informed NT in a serious manner and NT nodded her head in a somber manner.

Soni got up from the floor with Maan following suit. "Tum wahaan kya kar rahi thi?", Maan roared at her. If something had happened to her then? He remembered how he had felt when the goons had hit her on her head and declared her dead. He did not want to experience that feeling ever again. Soni glared at him. Did she look like a person who would deliberately go in there if she had known the door is jammed? "Main wahaan aachaar sukhaane gayi thi. Aap khaayenge?", she replied sarcastically. Maan took a step forward. "Mazzak kar rahi ho? Tumhein kuch ho jaata toh?" Soni was about to shout back when she realized that he was shouting at her because he was worried for her. She smiled sweetly at him which confused him. Kahin andar itni der rehne ki wajah se paagal toh nahi ho gayi? Maan wondered. "Arre! Aap kiske liye ho. Agar Mujhe kuch ho bhi jaata toh aap haina Mujhe bachaane ke liye.", she informed him gleefully. She went closer to him put her hands on his cheeks and pulled them while telling him, "Mere Bodyguard!" She walked off happily, then stopped a little further and turned back. "Aur waise bhi itne dole shole banaaye hain, kuch kaam toh aaye. Warna ab tak toh Mujhe laga yeh sirf show ke liye hain. Chalo achcha hai. Apne honewaale pati ke taakat ka andaaza mil gaya." She turned back and walked off leaving behind a confused and shocked Maan.

After a while, when Dadima and NT reached the room, NT started laughing while Dadima looked on amusingly. "Mazaa aaya na Dadima?", questioned NT while still giggling. "Haan! Mazaa toh aaya par agar Dev ne beech mein toka na hota toh'..", Dadima mumbled while NT looked on morosely. Poor Dev! Aaj toh pitega biwi ke haaton! Aur comedy yeh hai ki usko yeh bhi nahi maaloom hoga ki uski galti kya hai!

Place - Outside Khurana Constructions

Anrav waited for Khushi outside KC impatiently. He wanted to see her desperately after missing her for nearly 24 hours. Infact, if it was upto him he would have met her in the morning itself but he did not want arouse any doubts in anybody's mind. He paced to and fro while looking at the gate every now and then. He looked up after one of his pacing and stopped for a second. He could not believe his eyes. He was stunned for a second but he slowly smirked.

Khushi was scared to look up knowing very well that Arnavji would be giving her a gloating smile. The whole night she had thought about her hair or as Arnav preferred to call it 'gaay ki poonch' while making and munching jalebis. She did not know why but his comment affected her a lot and hence, today she had refrained from using too much oil and had also kept her hair open. As soon as she neared him she started walking past him as fast as possible. Arnav very naughtily spoke, "Aaj khule baalon mein tum? Taareef sunne ka itna dil kiya kya Miss. Khushi Gupta?" Before he could continue she piped up, "Arre! Miss. Gupta nahi, Afreen." Arnav was shocked. As soon as Khushi realized what she said she bit her tongue and closed her eyes.

Arnav stared at Khushi's expression. Her expression was so comic that he started laughing out loud. Khushi opened her eyes and stared at him. Kitne achche lagte hai yeh haste hue. Ekdum Hero jaise, she thought. Slowly, unknown to her, a smile started spreading on her face. Soon Arnav quieted down and smiled at her tenderly, "Chale." Khushi nodded her head and they both walked off to the car.

P.S. This chapter is dedicated to Deepa (spvd). She asked me a question which gave me an idea for the male leads' realization of love scene. Thanks Deepa!

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sooo sweet ahahahahahhqa lets see when geets get back her mermory and kushi gets too know about jetji

Hey dear sorry for replying late but I just read the last two chapters today and they were mind blowing!

part 22
fantastic...
i have just fallen in love with this FF dear...
love the story unfolding and also the writing...
so here Geet is annoying Maan and there Arnav is annoying Khushi...
Maan Geet scenes were fantastic...
loved the way Geet is doings things...
and my God she called mushtanda and hatta khaatta naujawaan...
excellent...
Dev kya timing thi...
couldnt he call Maan some time later...
but Daadima and NT are getting to see muft entertainment...
har baar they are missing the pop corn one...
next time include the pop corn too...😆
and Arnav too has come to know about Soni's antics from Maan and it reminded him of Baby...
cant wait for that part though...
and Arnav hes irritating Khushi...
the girls are bringing out the other side of the guys...
khoob match hai...
cont soon dear...

PS - thanks for the dedication sweety...