MG FF-Winter Sonata-Thread 4 - Page 71

my timings r so perfect...nahi?😉

luka chupi..bahut hui..saamne aaja na...

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Most of you are worried about Geet respecting too much and not loving Maan. Guys, she has suffered mental trauma. In less than 5 chapters, she will realize her feeling but again do not expect her to just fall into Maan's arms. It will happen very soon too and her love will be as deewana as Maan's. So just keep a little bit more patience. For now, I am setting ground for Maan-Meera relationship so here you go….

Also, I answered few comments –

Ash – pg 120

Rakhi, heytal, abinash, change12, sonu4ever, angelic_cute, krati5 – pg121

Tushtu-kiran, april12, gudmeet, jasraj123, drashti10, shruthe, hermoso (Anu) – pg122

Lakshmi, Nisha(susegad), mayashrisawant7 – pg123

Jenn – Missed you girl…welcome back

VERY IMPORTANT: Please add ritzypm as buddy to gets PMs for this FF

Chapter 28 – Teri Ore

utharate suraj ne, aakash par,

ek talism sa bichaya

badalo ne karvate li,

aur kaale chatha se khelne lage,

phir ahistha se-ek udaasinta ki tarah

ye kirane syayi malal hone lagi

zindagi pathjad si thi ,

berango se lipi puti thi ,

saanse virani thi ,

aankhe sookhi nadi ke daman pakde,

sapno ki raah dekthi ,

zindagi sirf ek zinda laash thi

zindagi sirf ek zinda laash thi

door gaon mein farishtha tha ,

shayad basanth ka ek roop hi tha,

apne hare bhare patton se

zindagi ko har diya

sapno ko aakar diya ,

apne shabdon se ek vajood diya ,

aaj lagtha hai , nahi mein ek insaan hun

zinda laash nahi , ek jeethi jagthi pran hun

us anravat behthi nadi ki dhara hun mein .

By Anu (Hermoso)

A week later

Daadima thanked Maan for sending ice-cream to all the girls.

"Aap nahi jaante kitna khush thi saari ladkiyan. Waise hum bhi surprised they ki you asked Mrs. Dixit"

"Kyon, can't I do it?"

"Humne aisa toh nahi kaha but haan aap involve hote kahan hain."

Maan stayed quiet for sometime but then agreed - "You are right Daadima. Maybe I was very busy in looking after business and got distracted to not give enough time to things which truly matter. I will really like to get more involved and if ok, will come with you to the hostel on some weekends."

Daadima was genuinely happy at Maan's words – "Sach mein…well in that case next Sunday (almost after two weeks) is perfect. Girls have been practicing for a small program and they are going to perform for all my kitty friends. We were hoping to showcase girl's talent and also generate some donations. But it will be a whole different thing if you come. Geet will be so happy as she has been managing it and motivating everyone for it. And haan…keep your wallet loose Mr. Khurana because I will not leave you without major contribution."

Maan smiled partly at his Daadima's words and partly at the thought of his jhalli Geet trying to manage a charity program.

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Link -http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pt-fldlyZoM

Dil Kho gaya, ho gaya kisika
Ab rasta mil gaya khushi ka

Aankhon mein hai khwab sa kisi ka
Ab rasta mil gaya khushi ka

Rishta naya rabba
Dil chu raha hai
Kheeche mujhe koi dor teri ore
Teri ore, Teri ore, Teri ore, Haaye Rabba
Teri ore, Teri ore, Teri ore

"Don't worry Daadima…you can fleece me as much as you want and I leave it up to your imagination and guts as to how much you ask from me. And yes, tell your manager Geet that along with your kitty friends, some business associates and senior people will be coming so she need to brush up and be prepared. I am going to extend this invite to few more…around 10-15 high profile people of the city so that Hostel makes the best out of it."

Daadima was beside herself – "Maan really"

"Yes, and ask her to design, print and give you 20 invitation cards by day after tomorrow so that I can invite them formally. Also, release some additional funds to cover for any extra arrangement costs. And haan…to avoid over excessive thanks mala from your manager Geet, can you please not tell her about my involvement."

Daadima laughed out loud at Maan's word and smiled broadly – "Haan…woh toh hum bhi maante hain…I think woh sabse zayda thanks kehti hai."

Sunday, Function Day

Geet ran helter and skelter as she finished the final arrangements. She had felt overwhelmed when Daadima had told her that the invite has been extended to some top officials and business associates of the city. She had even asked for formal invites followed by overseeing the changes to the programme arrangements. She had ordered for extra seating and a better stage. But at the same time, she had been very strict about not changing the programme or dinner arrangements afterwards. This was supposed to be the showcase of talents of girls of the hostel and it will remain so.

Geet had wondered if Maan sir will join them too but then he had not shown any signs in the office and not even broached the topic with her. At her end, she had been too hesitant to ask at the risk of sounding soliciting for the programme.

Maan on other hand, had just smiled secretly at her restlessness, nervousness, expectant eyes and finally at her hesitation.

"Bilkul pagal hai. Itni si baat bhi nahi kar sakti aur abhi agar office ki baat hoti…toh bolne ke baad bhi nahi chup hoti."

Khulti fizayen khulti ghatayein
Sar pe naya hai aasmaan
Charon dishayein Hans ke bulayein
Kyon sab hue hai meherbaan

haaann
Hummne to yehi rabba, Kasam se pata hai
Dil pe nahi koi zor, Koi zor

Teri ore, Teri ore, Teri ore, Haaye Rabba
Teri ore, Teri ore, Teri ore

Finally the day had arrived and Maan stepped at the venue decked by fresh flowers and lights. Inside was scented by incense sticks, giving a very simple yet a warm feel.

He stood at one corner looking at the excitement. Daadima was busy along with Mrs. Dixit in talking and welcoming her friends and the dignitaries. He had managed to invite some businessmen along with DU registrar, DU dean and DCP, Delhi Police.

He slipped out and moved backstage. Girls were running here and there, getting ready and rehearsing their roles. Amidst all hungama, he saw her.

Dressed in white with a deep pink dupatta, she looked like a fairy. Her dupatta was tied at her side as she laughed and did makeup of some other girl. Just then his eyes went to another beautiful girl sitting next to her and eating an apple. She was very young and visibly pregnant.

"Meera"

Maan did not know why but his heart filled with emotion seeing her. She was very delicate and her pregnancy at such young age made her look so vulnerable. She was laughing along with Geet as the girl getting makeup moved to give way to the other.

"I know Meera that our bond maybe due to your Di, but from today I take upon your responsibility. If nothing else, I always wanted a little sister. Looks like Geet's Babaji has decided to fulfill even my unsaid wishes."

Maan went back to the hall and joined Daadima in making guests comfortable. After all he was not a guest but as much a host as Geet and Daadima.

After getting the girls ready, Geet moved to the main hall. She moved towards Daadima when she heard him. He was thanking someone for coming and asking them to enjoy the program. For a moment Geet was lost in him.

Her brain did not want her think like this but then heart could not stop from gushing over the handsome man dressed in black suit, who stood along her, once again, without asking and without any expectations. He was just there, always with her.

"Yeh kya soch rahi hai Geet…Daadima ne bataya hoga unko and after all it is his hostel so….par still…he doesn't say anything, just does. Truth is that today all these important and big shots of society are here because of him…and he has once again palced so much trust in you. Without saying anything, he didn't even bother to check the programme but gave you all the responsibility. He didn't care about his reputation or society. He just cares for the hostel and the girls."

Geet flushed at that thought and walked towards them. Maan heard tinkling of her payal and saw her approaching them with lowered eyes. Her cheeks were little pink matching her dupatta and she looked so beautiful, that Maan just wanted to take her in his arms and proclaim as his in front of the entire world. With great difficulty he controlled himself and concentrated on the guests

Ek heer thi aur, tha ek ranjha
Kehte hai mere gaaoun mein

Saccha ho dil to, Sau mushkilein ho
Jhukta naseeba pau mein

ho ho
Acchal tera rabba, Falak ban gaya hai
Aab iska nahi koi ore koi chor

Teri ore, Teri ore, Teri ore, Haaye Rabba
Teri ore, Teri ore, Teri ore

"I extend a hearty welcome to all the guests and thank all of you for participating in this celebration. It is indeed a celebration of life, dreams, expression and talent of all the girls who stay in this small but warm home called Krishna Hostel. Today, I want you all to be part of it and enjoy happiness and zeal of life which these girls radiate even while going through their personal pain. Fighting the bleakness, a warm winter sonata.

So sit back and enjoy this song, this celebration and effort of these girls."

Maan sat down amongst thunderous clap as he signaled Mrs. Dixit to start the program.

First program was a humorous and light skit highlighting problems of having more children then what a family could afford. This was followed by a group song, an instrumental orchestra, a debate on merits of higher education versus job experience and a classical Odissi dance by a 9 yr old girl. Maan was truly amazed and proud of all the different events and he was bowled by the preparation and freshness of the performances. But somewhere his heart yearned to see his Mishty on stage. He wasn't sure if she would participate or just coordinate as he saw her few times backstage.

Even though he was prepared mentally to have low expectations, he was little disappointed when Mrs. Dixit announced the last program – A group dance. He so wanted her to be there on stage and not behind.

Dil Kho gaya, ho gaya kisika
Ab rasta mil gaya khushi ka

Aankhon mein hai khwab sa kisi ka
Ab rasta mil gaya khushi ka

Rishta naya rabba, Dil chu raha hai
Kheeche mujhe koi dor teri ore

Teri ore, Teri ore, Teri ore, Haaye Rabba
Teri ore, Teri ore, Teri ore

Precap – O re Piya

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yiiipiieee me first me first...but more than this am happy about the update...
mindblowing dii..just tooo beautiful...u have actually outdone urself in this... just tooo gud...well even thats an understatement now...

like geet realised...he never says anything..just does!! a man of few words but of actions!!! and even their tiny mini luka chupi.. convo everything just makes the feel all the more beautiful. am actually speechless after this update...and maan's feeling for meera...bina kuch jaane..bina mile use apna maan liya..just too touching for me!!!!

and what am in awe of is his trust over geet..and her on him...its like they know the other person will never turn away from him/her in circumstances..and tihs is what i define as 'blind trust'.. like u say na..aankh moond kar kisi pe bharosa karna..aur apne aap me utna bharosa hona ke that person will not break ur trust...just too gud.👏🤗⭐️

and anu di ka poem..was very beautiful..esply this line made me so emotional and so truly written as well...

zindagi pathjad si thi ,

berango se lipi puti thi ,

saanse virani thi ,

aankhe sookhi nadi ke daman pakde,

sapno ki raah dekthi ,😭

Awsome update
Loved it
Now maan is there for meera
Maan fully gone
In love wid geet

wow it was nice, winter sonata update..😃
(though delhi is getting hotter day by day)

di again a small update..