MG.. First Sight (SS) Part 9.. 5th Apr updated

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somebun tricked moi... 🤢 bad hi.fi 😲

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😲 not good at awlll hi.fi..!!!!! 😡

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Noor Fatima

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*ahem ahem* .. someone called Noor is back :P .. and thankyou all af u for the lovely comments and the res's 😆 they meant alot.. seriously guys u all are the best *hugsss* and i am really sorry for te delay.. here y'all go with the next part..

Part 6

Did I do something wrong? This was all that was revolving in my head all the way back home. I didn't know what to do. I didn't know what to say. It was all a confusion. And what did Geet meant by "I can't"? She can't or she doesn't wants to? If she can't then why. Why doesn't she want to accept me? And if she doesn't want to be with me then what should I do or what should I have in me to get Geet?

These were the things that were pounding in my head. I wanted to know how Geet was because the things which I saw in her eyes were just too much to bear. Her eyes had worry and confusion and a fear. I wanted to go to her and soothe her pain and take away the things I said to her if she didn't like me saying them. It was all a big turmoil.

Standing by the window, I was waiting to see her as she always used to come by the window at night. I wanted to see how she was doing. This was absolutely not how I had imagined it all to go. Everything was upside down.

I couldn't see Geet. I ran my hands in my hair in frustration. And that's when I saw Geet coming towards the window of her room and sat down. She was still in the same clothes which she was wearing at the party. Her face looked dull and eyes were puffy and red. Had she been crying all the time! The thought made me hate myself even more. This was the second time Geet had cried because of me.

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Why was this happening to me? I didn't deserve all this. I want someone to love me but at the same time thinking about HIM makes me feel a low-life.

I still can't forget the day I met him. It was like fate had already decided it. It was not me who was making the decisions that day. It was as if God was guiding me and I was following the orders without thinking. The warmth that he had in his eyes was just too overwhelming. I had never seen someone look at me with so much warmth in their eyes. Even though I was in no mood to do anything, his eyes melted me and then I had the best times of my life. My First Dance! It was like a fantasy. I had always dreamt in my childhood that I would have my own Cinderella story and a prince would come and dance with me, making it the most memorable time of my life. But then I didn't realize that Cinderella had to go through many hardships to get to her prince. And as I grew up, the fantasy just died away as I saw the colors of the world, the colors which ruined my family. Thinking about how my life turned upside down, brought more tears to my eyes.

I still remember that after the dance, I kept thinking about him. It was like He was everything I had imagined to be. Even though I hadn't seen his face or didn't know anything about him, still I kept on thinking about the guy. It was like I was re-living my childhood days when I had fantasies. Sometimes things are better if not known.

The day He came the first day in the house for coaching, I was shocked to see those eyes and the same warmth again. If it wasn't for his eyes, I wouldn't have known him, like ever. The way his eyes kept mine captivated during the whole session was really something different for me. I didn't let him see through my eyes that would give away everything. I was surprised and happy to see him but then the thing which kept me at bay was the fact that he was my student.

I knew that I could never have my first kiss. Nothing can change the past. No one can get me my first kiss back to me. I had always wanted my first kiss to be special and I wanted the kiss to be by the One who was special to me. And that day it happened. Maan had kissed me. The way he kept on looking at me made me feel special. Over the time, he had become my fascination and something I would be looking forward to. He had become a part of my life in a short time but the fact still remained that he was my student and I didn't wanted to cross the limits and wanted to keep a student-teacher relation but that day I couldn't control it. Everything happened all of a sudden. That day as Maan was leaving, I lost my balance as I was getting up and in order to stop me from falling, Maan tried to keep me steady but we both ended up lying on the sofa with Maan over me. The feelings and emotions I saw in his eyes was too much for me to handle. I was lost in his eyes. We both wanted the same thing. Fire was building up inside us and there was only one way which could extinguish it. Maan brought his lips near mine. I could feel his warm breath on me. The way he held my waist sent current in my spine. He placed his hand over my face. I couldn't handle all this and closed my eyes. Whether it was anticipation or Maan's warmth filled eyes that made me close my eyes, either way, I had given in. and then I felt those beautiful lips on mine. He was soft and gentle at first. I had already given in and was in no state to return. It was when Maan bit me on the lips had I returned back to reality. I knew he was hurt when I backed out. I could see it clearly in his eyes but I didn't wanted him to get involved in things which he would regret and that was what had brought tears in my eyes which Maan took as regret.

I stopped teaching him further, not because we had kissed but because I couldn't face him. I couldn't let him be a part if something he would have to regret later.

But today when I saw him after what seemed like ages, I felt as if I got my life back. It was today I realized that he was not a student, but a businessman. I had been thinking about how he had become a part of all my thoughts. I had never thought that this would ever happen after what I had gone through.

I never wanted to leave Maan but I had no other option. It wasn't easy for me but yet I wanted him away from me, my life and my regrets. I wanted him but I loved him too much to get him.

Next Part 7

Edited by NoorFatima - 12 years ago

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Adeena

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Posted: 12 years ago

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Another beautiphuul part from My HI.fI... did i need to tell this that i LOBE itt..!!!

poor My Maanuu... he is so conphooosed bout geet and fighting with his own thoughts.. Maanu, phikar not, Geetu is not sad cox of u .. there is some secret which moi Hi.Fi is hiding.. 😉

The thought made me hate myself even more. This was the second time Geet had cried because of me.

bechara maanu... :(

ahaa! time for Geer's POV... i lobe dat too..

aww, geetu loved her first danch and keeshiee... ☺️ Moi lobed dat too ;)

he was my student and I didn't wanted to cross the limits and wanted to keep a student-teacher relation but that day I couldn't control it.

hahaha, phikar not geetu, actually ur shtudent is bheryy hawt thats y u can't control it.. 😆

But today when I saw him after what seemed like ages, I felt as if I got my life back.

I never wanted to leave Maan but I had no other option. It wasn't easy for me but yet I wanted him away from me, my life and my regrets. I wanted him but I loved him too much to get him.

hmmm, i can smell some shcret thing bout itt 😉

DONE... 😆

Edited by ..Adeena.. - 12 years ago