Part 1
P.S.: Thank you so much for the titles, i khichdified all the titles and finally the title is DIL DOSTI DARD (DDD) Its like Double Dhust Danav 😆😆
Geet is a Khurana but not married to maan 😛
@Zaara2212: Frankly me too thought of same 😆😆 but it will be too much funny 😉
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Kabhi kabhi yeh samaj main nahi ata life itna complicated kyun hota hain. When I think that I am happy something or other come into my life to make it sad. Shayad babaji meri kismet badi fursat se likha hoga, with a lot of problems. I don't have any other option to face all those. But inn sab se beech mein bhi main khush hu.
Ahhh I didn't feel like writing more about me, so I closed my diary putting it on the side table. I switched off the lights lied on the bed closing my eyes. Ahh tomorrow I have to attend my friends marriage, she is a south Indian, for them most probably marriages takes place in morning and time is around 10:30 am. Sigh!! I closed my eyes soon sleep over took me and I am happily sleeping on my cozy bed.
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I opened my eyes not feeling sleepy, i came here to attend a marriage. Its my maa's friends sons marriage. She is not able to come because of my brother, so she asked me to go. But I am least interested. I told her I don't wanna go. But yaar maa ne hadh kar di. For a damn one week she cooked (from breakfast to dinner) all the items which I hate. Kamala ki maa hain yaar, and I don't like bahar ka khana. I had no option other than to agree with her, and today I am here in Canada. Ahh well, even that pagal also studying here. I didn't tell her that I am coming, phew !!!
I am patting my stomach, well I am hungry. Maa told me to inform to pagal that I am coming here so that she can cook for me, but you know its better to fast rather than eating her food. Its not that she is a bad cook, but she cook spicy food and junk food, which I don't feel like eating. But I tell you seriously she is a wonderful cook. After all she is my pagal *grinning*.
Yaar enough now I am not able to control myself, finally after damn one year I called her. I am so hungry yaar. As usual she wont pick the call in one ring. I called her again and again. Ok I cant blame her too, its mid-night here and in india it might be morning. So because of time lag I am not able to sleep. Thank you babaji, finally she answered the call.
"hello" I heard her sleepy voice. "I am hungry" I told her directly. "Go to hotel and eat something" she told and cut the call. "Wow what an idea" I thought. I called her again. "Ufff how much you sleep, pick up the call" I thought frustratingly. "Kya hain?" came a angry voice over the phone. "I told I am hungry" I told. I know by now she might be fuming. "Come you gadha" she told and cut the call. Wow I thought, she never call me by my name, even I too. We are so used to these names pagal and gadha. Well I took my car keys locked the hotel room and marched outside.
Soon I am in my car driving to Khurana Guest House, bro told me before why unnecessarily you are staying in hotel, you can stay even in guest house too geet will be there. Well I don't have a habit of listening of anyone until I come to know the dis-advantages. Now I am thinking I should have listened to bro.
I parked my car and rang the bell. The door flung open and I can see 2 accusing and angry eyes on me. "Tumko sharam nahi ati iss waqt ek ladki ko disturb karne ke liye" she spatted angrily. But I didn't listen to her, I pushed her aside and made my way towards kitchen. But I thought is she calling herself as a girl? I wondered. Once I am kitchen I can see the food is warmed up, I thanked her in my mind. I started eating, I must say both pasta and parathas are yummy. I already told you she is a wonderful cook. Well I think she knows I will come here for sure, that's the reason even my food is also ready. "So sweet of her" I thought.
Once I finished my dinner, I cleaned up the table nahi tho pagal will get really pagal at me. When I came to hall I saw her flipping tv channels. I wondered what is wrong with her, she must be asleep now. I went and sat beside her. She didn't talk anything, ohh she is definitely angry on me I can guess it. Because of my ego I didn't talk with her for one year. I tried to apologize her several time and even practiced too, but nothing helped. You know when we were kids, it was easy to say sorry, but when we grew big it becomes difficult I don't know why.
"I am sorry geet" I muttered softly. I thought she will accept my apology but no she stood up at once and told "I am feeling sleepy maan, your room is all set. You can rest there" told geet and went to her room.
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I lied down on the bed, I am so damn happy for meeting him after one year. And I never expected he will apologize me. I want to talk with him so many things, I want to tell him how is the uni here, about my friends, about my studies and many. But I am not able to, "Why you came here maan?" I want to ask him. But he will be hurt, least he knows that I don't want to go to India ever. I want my gadha, my maan should be happy. A layer of tears formed in my eyes, I don't want him to see my tears, but he is the one who understood me very well. By now he might have come to know something is bothering me. But how can I say its he who is bothering me.
I cursed myself and heart so many times. Main kaise maan ko pyaar karke baiti I thought so many times. Yes I love maan, more than myself. But for him I am just his best friend, he don't love me he loves someone else. After knowing that my heart cried, this is the sole reason I agreed for higher studies but today he is here, in the same house. How am I suppose to face him. Damn it!!! why my life is complicated??? More tears rolled down my eyes.
I heard the door open, I wiped my tears and closed my eyes. But whom I am cheating, he knows me better than myself. "Now stop you drama and get up" I heard him. but I didn't budge. The next moment I saw myself in his amrs, he scooped me in his arms. I gave him angry glare, but he is not even looking at me. dammit he is taking me to the terrace in this cold. He knows very well that I catch cold very soon even then. He placed me gently on the swing, but he didn't sit. Omg. I am shivering in cold. But when I heard him my heart skipped a beat.
"She left me" told maan. For a second I didn't understand anything. But it stuck, his girl friend. Well I never saw her but also I am feeling bad for maan. I got up and placed my hand on his shoulder. He turned back, I saw tears in his eyes. "Damn she is thinking that she don't deserve me, what the hell she is thinking of herself, how can she leave me geet?" he questioned me. well, I don't have any answer. He hugged me tight, he is crying like a baby. Seeing him like that my heart pained.
At once its me who always use to cry for everything, but he is very strong. Now seeing him like this I am thinking talk to that girl. We are in the hug for some time and I asked him to come down. I made him sleep in his room, I am not feeling like leaving him and go. So I slept on the couch, as it was already 3 am in the morning. When I closed my eyes, my thoughts went to my past. First time when I met maan
Precap: Past' childhood'
Hii friends, from now the past starts and remember where we stopped the story in the present, because once the past is completed the story again starts from here. Hii *waving hands*, how r u?? Here is part 1, hope you all liked it.
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