MG FF- PARINEETA THREAD 1 - Page 37

Geet (concerned): oyee…kisi ne tujhe thappad maara?

Prem nodded sadle.

Geet: ladki ne?

Prem shook her head in denial.

Geet: then who?

Prem: roops ne!!!!

She gently smacked his shoulder, "han tho saale roops kya tujhe ladka dikhti hai?"

Prem didn't say anything, rather looked away. Geet sighed and pulled his face towards her, "chal bata kya hua hai!"

Prem made a baby face, "meri kya galti thi be? I was with my gf and you know what geet…" he held her hands excitedly and looked into her eyes!

She blinked a couple of times, looking at his face, "what??"

"tch…sun na pehle…! We were in the gaming zone and we had just won a game…she was so impressed. We were very close…about to kiss pata hai…but that pagal Roops dayan pata nahi kahan se tapak padi and aake itne zor ki chamaat lagayi….sigh..meri IDPD ho gayi yaar…"

(for those who don't know IDPD, its extended as Izzat Down Prestige Down in my language…edited version coming soon!😉)

Geet didn't understand why roops did that!

"but roops ne aisa kyun kiya?"

"arrey mujhe kya pata…jaake uss dayan se hi pooch lena… meri date barbad kar di…! Am going…hostel gate band ho gayi to seniors ne band bajani hai!"

"arrey tu dinner tho karke jaa.."

"nahi yaar…aaj mood bahut off hai…kabhi aur! Bye!"

Before geet could say snything, he had already vanished. Geet was anyways tired. She took her shopping bags., dumped them all on the bed and fell flat beside them, wondering what was wrong between roops and prem. They fight for stupid things… that was normal.. but nowadays they fight for every little thing… more than normal!!!

Geet (st): roops ko thappad maarne ki kya zarurat thi ? bechara acha khasa kiss karne….ohh teri..kiss???

A wide grin appeared on her face, "roops beta…. Kahin ye tho nahi ke you are feeling J?"

She looked around and her eyes fell on the biggest bag she bought… what happiness!!! It was her electric guitar…she had a Spanish guitar and wanted an electric one and finally she got it! She smiled naughtily, her mind was distracted from roops-prem issue and concentrated on the person who made this possible. She must thank her benefactor! She laughed at her own thoughts and took out his card from her pocket. She held it up in the air and looked at it carefully!

Geet: thanks idiot… I know apna balance dekh kar tu faint hone wala hai…

Her eyes fell on his name inscripted in silver there… she ran her finger over it and read it aloud, "Maan Singh Khurana…" she smiled, "tera naam tho mast hai yaar….maan Singh Khurana…kisi daaku ka naam lag raha hai…"

She laughed at her own imagination!

Simultaneously,

Anisha fell on her bed with a thump, a smile adoring her lips. The whole evening was beautiful… with Maan and her, and geet of course. She took out her phone and looked at his pic. She couldn't stop smiling. She remembered how she couldn't take her eyes off him from the 1^st day of the college…and its their 3^rd year and she still can't take her eyes off him! The only thing that changed was their relationship…from strangers to friends and now..may be even more!

Anisha: are we in love? Hum kitne confused hain…samajh nahi aata kea apse kuch kaise kahein Maan…par aapke bina kuch acha bhi to nahi lagta…

She held his pic close to her heart and closed her eyes. She saw him smiling at her. She snapped open her eyes immediately and smacked her head!

Anisha (st): sambhal jaiye Anisha madam…concentrate on your studies! Exams on the way..stop dreaming!

She kept her phone away and headed towards the dinner table.

Maan looked really tensed after getting back home. He paced up and down the hall.

Dadima: kya baat hain Maan? Everything okay?

Maan: Dadima.. everything is not okay..gadbad ho gayi!

Dadima: and what happened actually?

He narrated the story of him on a date with Anisha and geet catching him there.

Maan: ab kya karun Dadima? Gundi tho badla lekar rahegi!

Dadima: aapke liye acha hi hoga!

Maan (surprised): huh..what???

Dadima: aapko geet se jhoot nahi bolna chahiye tha… hume tho ye samajh nahi aa raha ke aapko jhooth bolne ki zarurat kyun padi? She'd have anyways understood you…jaise humesha se samajhti aayi hain!

Maan: baat to sahi hai Dadima…but ye ladki mujhe maar daalegi!

Dadima smiled, "ab isme hum kuch kar bhi tho nahi sakte na beta…! Geet ko bhi tho bura laga hoga ke aapne unse jhooth bola…!

Dadima had a point. From the very beginning, geet, however naughty she was, never left him alone… apni choti se choti baatein use batati… then why can't he? He immediately took out his car keys and walked out.

Dadima: Maan..where are you going?

Maan: sleepover at Geet's place Dadima..bye.

Dadima was happy… geet had always taken care of Maan…she was the one who brought him out of despair and loneliness after his parents' death…Maan had his responsibilities towards her too. But she had her own selfish side too—she loved geet dearly like her own child. She couldn't see her sad.

Maan reached Handa house and walked straight into Geet's room. He slowly opened the door and found it completely dark. He wondered why her room was unlikely dark and quiet! Just then he heard her guitar tune... and a faint humming from her balcony. He followed the sound and found her balcony door wide open…the moon was the only source of light in that darkness…and she sat by the steps that separated her bedroom from her balcony. He went and sat quietly beside her, without disturbing her.

She was in her PJs and held her Spanish guitar, plucking its strings…humming a tune and then writing something in a note pad she had beside her in that darkness.

She knew he was sitting beside her but concentrated on her work. Maan sat there for sometime…looking at her. music was something she loved and he dare not disturb her when she sat with her guitar!

He noticed her getting restless…she was scratching something she wrote on the notepad and then again trying to set rhythm with her guitar. Finally she gave up and threw away the pen she was chewing!

Maan: kya hua? Kya kar rahi hai tabse?

She kept the guitar aside and leaned back, putting her hands back on the floor, for support!

Geet: kuch nahi yaar…bas trying to compose a song… aur dekh to I can't form anything after two lines. I have been working on this for almost 2 months now!

Maan held the notepad and looked at the lines, "ye achanak compose karne kyun baith gayi?"

Geet: bas aise hi… I do it when I am alone..i love it..

She looked at the moon and sighed…a gentle breeze soothing their senses, "it just feels awesum to see your imagination becoming a reality..and I feel so happy to manifest my thoughts in form of my songs…"

Maan looked at her face…she looked so calm and composed.. a serenity that he felt.. he looked back at the sky wondering if this was the same girl who does badmashi all the time!

Both sat there quietly, looking at the sky…the chirping of the crickets making the surrounding musical! She took a deep breath in and broke the silence, "tu Anisha di ko bahut pasand karta hai, hain na?"

He immediately looked at her … how did she know? She still looked at the sky, lost somewhere. He smiled and looked back to the endless sky….very well knowing that he can't hide anything from her, even if he wanted to!

"so you already guessed it han?"

She didn't look at him.

"it was easy Maan..warna tu mujhse kabhi nahi chupata…!"

He was reminded of the reason he was there. He felt bad for hiding it from her. and she trusts him so much… they why can't he? She was the one who used to beat up every guy in school who dared bully him and take up the entire blame on herself.

He turned to look at her, "i..i am sorry geet…"

She looked at him curiously, "oyee sorry kis liye?"

Maan: I shouldn't have hidden it from you..tujhe bura lagan a…jab meine jhooth bola..

She laughed, "mujhe kyun bura lagega yaar? You knew very well ke agar mujhe pata chal jata tho mein tujhe bahut pareshaan karti…so chill!"

He wondered how does she manage to take all the blame on her..even if she wasn't wrong!!! She never felt bad.. rather took it all on herself. She was truly the bestest of the best friend.

Maan: tu naraz tho nahi hai na?

She held her guitar in her lap, "bilkul nhai…aur please zyada senti mat ho…wara pit jayega.."

He couldn't stop laughing. She was his same old gundi after all.

Geet: acha… meri ye nahu dhun sunega? Bas 2 lines ke baad am not able to write further..!

Maan: chal suna..am all ears!!

She smiled and plucked the strings…the music echoed in the silent night and he must say..he just loved the tune. It was soft and gentle.. and her voice just reached his ears,

"kehte hai khuda ne

Iss jahan mein sabhi ke liye….

Kisi na hi kisi ko

Hai banaya har kisi ke liye…"

She stopped, making a bay face, " isse aage I can't make it…"

Maan clapped, "wow… geet it's a beautiful piece yaar…really sweet… tu iss eek hi breath mein gaane wali hai kya?"

Geet; yeah..i wanted to make it a bit different.. but I am stuck at this point!

Maan: the words are really beautiful…aur abhi apne poor dimag ko zyada pareshaan mat kar… keep it aside..when you get a better line..tab likh lena..!

She was still not convinced. He tried to distract her and finally asked her about her shopping. It worked. She jumped in excitement and ran to her room, switching on the lights, showing everything she had brought. He slumped on her bed and heard whatever she said. She finally showed him her latest electric guitar she had purchased. It was branded and looked super cool,

Maan: this must have been costly geet… mamma ne kuch nahi bola?

She kept her guitar very carefully on the bed1

"ohh teri… mein tho bhool hai gayi…"

She ran to her cupboard, got his card and gave it to him, 'mumma kuch nahi bolegi kyunki meine tere card se khareedi.. I didn't ask her for money!"

Maan felt like he'd have a heart attack right there! No wonder his pyaara sa card felt so light when he held it. He sighed sadly… he can't even say anything to her warna ulta jawab degi! He tunred away and buried his face in the pillow and tried to sleep with the "ghum ke baadal" mandraying over his heart!

When didn't say anything she thought, "lagta hai bahut bada sadma laga hai!! Kanjoos!"

She kept her new guitar properly and slept off beside him, pushing him away! She witched off the lights.

Geet: ek baat kahun Maan,,,

He didn't reply, still not over with the shock!

Geet: Anisha di bahut achi hain…

Maan smiled instantly. He turned to look at her. she was already asleep. Ge caressed her head a bit and slept off.

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It was almost the session end and preparation for the annual function was in full swing. Anisha and geet had become good friends…they met up in the cafeteria whenever they got a free class and had fun. Anisha was super duper impressed by geet.

When geet geet had asked roops about the reason behind slapping prem, she had replied, " mein kya karti yaar..that donkey was forcing himself on that poor girl…and before she couldn't have died of his horrible kiss, I saved her!!! you should be thankful to me geet… human lives are precious!"

Geet gave up and left the two on their own. She fared well in hwe 1^st semester and had joined the college rock band. She had a wonderful voice so she was one of the lead singers.

Geet ran to the cafeteria after her rehearsals to grab something to eat. Ger tummy was rumbling. She gulped down a samosa as a whole. Someone tapped her shoulder. She looked around to see Anisha smiling at her,.

Geet; hi di…

Anisha came and sat beside her!

Anisha: aap kaisi hain geet? And how are your rehearsals going? And zara dheere khaiye..

Geet: nahi kha sakti… mujhe abhi stage rehearsals ke liye jana hai.. waise aap yahan? Classes tho suspend hain na?

Anisha; umm…hain to..par humare extra classes chal rahe hain…

Geet got up after finishing her food hurriedly, "acha di.. I need to rush now.. and yes..i am performing in the annual function and you are coming okay..bye!!"

Anisha: ummm..hum try karenge…

Geet ran away shouting, "try nahi…aapko aana padega… warna Maan se kahungi aapko lekar aaye…"

The annual function rocked with the performances. Maan and Anisha stood together, enjoying. It was Geet's turn. The lights dimmed and her band members were already on stage…with drums and the keyboard and all their instruments. There was a lot of screaming and shouting. She stood in the middle of the stage, with her new guitar hung around her shoulders, wearing shorts and a skin fit top with a cool jacket. Her hair was tied up in a pony and she wore lovely gladiator shoes.

"…Gira deewarein, laga lalkaarein
Ishq di masti de vich sowe te jaage
Dhunki dhunki dhunki laage……"

The crowd was impressed. She danced and the crowd danced with her..! Her voice was just wonderful..! Maan was waving his hands up in the air. Anisha clapped..she was super duper happy to see performing so well. As the song neared its end, Maan deliberately held one of her hands and raised it up, waving it along with his.

Her eyes widened in surprise and the looked at Maan. He had a naughty smile on his face and didn't look at her. he continued with his work. Her heart beat faster and faster…. She felt she'd faint in anxiety. His touch was creating goose bumps all over like…it was magical …she blushed realizing his dominance over her!!!

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