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She freshened up and had her breakfast. She had decided that she would wear a saree in the party.
Maan thought of slipping from there as Maan realized that Dadima was hell bent on embarrassing him. He excused himself. When Adi saw Geet, he came to her. He too complimented Geet.
After some time romantic music started, and most of the people headed towards the dance floor. One of the business delegate, Rahul Singhania, was standing in a corner and eyeing Geet from a long time. When everyone was busy dancing, he saw Geet standing alone as Dadima was with her friend gossiping. He approached Geet with the pursuit of dancing with her. Maan though was standing far away from Geet, his watch was on her. When he saw Rahul approaching Geet, his anger raised and he went towards Geet with panther's speed. And before Rahul could say a word to Geet, he took Geet away, by putting his hand on her waist, to the dance floor. Geet was surprised by his action but couldn't say a word as she was scared if he would get more angry by her denial. When they reached the dance floor, suddenly the hall darkened and a spot light flashed on them with a romantic number.
The song started and along with the song their feelings gain momentum.
Aaa'aaa.aaa
Geet was hesitant and tried to move out of his grip, Maan's ego hurt due to Geet's action and he tightened the grip. Maan put her palm on his shoulder and then held her waist from one hand while with his other palm grabbed her other palm and started moving with the beats.
Do lafzo.. me ye baya na ho paye.
He twirled her hand around his neck while his hand wasn't ready to leave her waist. His eyes were boring into hers.
Tumse dil jo lagaya'
To Khuda mene paya
Kabhi socha na tha ye'
Milo door hoga saaya
Kyu Khuda tune mujhe ehsaas dikhaya
Jab hakikat me ise todna tha'.
Aaa'aaa..aaa'.
He held her close to his heart as if wanted her to listen to his heartbeats moving her hand with him. Though their lips were silent but their eyes and pounding of their hearts were speaking volumes.
Ek dooje se hue juda
Jab ek dooje ke liye bane
Teri meri baaton ka har lamha sabse anjaana
Do lafzo..me ye baya na ho paye.
He held her back and moved her back and forth in a revolving manner. She held his hand tightly submitting herself to him. She was drowned in his passion. Both were swinging along with the rhythm forgetting about the surroundings.
Do lafzo'me ye baya na ho paye.
He lift her in the air gripping her waist and revolved. She arched her back and threw her head backward drenched in his passion and intensity.
Aaa'aaa'.aaa'aaa
Aaa'aaa'aaa'aaa.
Geet: kuch nahi Adi bhaiya.
Maan (barked): Don't touch me. Kahi mujhe touch karne se tumhare haath gande na ho jaye as I am a filth, an unwanted filth. (with red blooded eyes) I am a bloody bas***d and this is my damn truth Miss Geet Handa.
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