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hiii nishu...

Originally posted by: goldenmoon

hiii nishu...

kise dhund rahi hai????

mera mat puchh nishu

Aaj Ki Raat
Shaam hai, jaam hai aur hai nasha
Tann bhi hai, mann bhi hai, pighla hua
Chhaaee hai rangeeniyan
Phir bhi hai betaabiyan
Kyon dhadakta hai dil
Kyon ye kehta hai dil
Deewanon ko ab tak nahin hai ye pata
Aaj ki raat, hona hai kya
Paana hai kya, khona hai kya
Do ghadi mein hi yahan jaane kya hoga
Jo humesha tha mera, phir mera hoga
Kaun kieske dil mein hai faisla hoga
Faisla hai yahi..jeet hogi meri
Deewanon ko ab tak nahin hai ye pata
Aaj ki raat, hona hai kya
Paana hai kya, khona hai kya
Aao main tumse kahoon baat chupke se
Rang badelegi pal mein raat chupke se
Tumko le jaaoonga phir saath chupke se
Jaaoge tum kahan
Dheko mein hoon yahan
Deewanon ko ab tak nahin hai ye pata
Aaj ki raat, hona hai kya
Paana hai kya, khona hai kya

Maan was very confused especially with what was going on in his life these days.

He couldn't trust himself around anyone these days. He tried to stay away from all , from Vicky, from Daadi, from her memories. He dreaded to even think what would have happened had his Ms.Shadow not hurt him?
'Did he just call her his?' He frowned.
'Oh hell!' He cursed himself.
'For god's sake, I was drunk every night!' He punished himself yet trying to reason himself his abnormal behaviour his irrational actions.

He was guilty for trying to force himself on her but then it wasn't in his control either. Not after what he had heard few days back. He wanted peace... The solace that he seeked in his Ms.Shadow's presence.

He did feel the familiarity of the surrounding, of the person he met but him being drunk just over powered his sense to think rationally.
And when he woke up he just immersed himself in his office work while trying to forget the cause of his distress of these days.
And the events of last night, made him realize what he had gone and done.
It was unbelievable to him how even in drunken state he could think on the lines of lust. He hated himself disgusted himself.
But then it didnt feel wrong! Why! Why he didnt feel guilt while touching her in the most harsh way in the most rough way possible? Why! He just couldnt reason himself.

The harsh words that he spoke every time when he encountered her! It just made him hate himself!

'May be that was just an excuse for those sinful thoughts about her!' He reasoned himself.

Even now when he realized about her, it made him pant hard and his hardness poking through his pants.
'Oh God!' He groaned in frustration.
His reverie was broken by the shrill ring of his mobile.
It showed "D. Khan".
He dreaded the call. He just hoped it was not any bad news. His hands trembling a bit, he picked up the call.

"Why am I so worried for her?" He was restless.
'She is after all my enemy. My arch enemy. He reminded himself. From the same family who are murderers.
Yet am so worried for her! Why???' He was clueless. Since few minutes back when he got the news about her from Khan he was restless. His heart was abnormally aching. He was feeling uneasy. He was worried. Worried for her safety. For her health.

It was unbearable for him. So he resorted to something which he wasnt willing to. Alcohol.

And since then he was behaving wierd. Whether being attracted or harsh to Ms.Shadow or worried for the Handa. Or getting drunk in the mid of the night and getting blind-folded and going to this uncertain house. He was simply clueless.

And then he could hear the faint words. Just when the night dawned. Every night.
"Promise me son! Promise me Maan you will protect her everyday every minute every second!"
"Yes dad I would." He promised.
He finally stuck up to the reason that it was the promise.
"That bloody promise!" He cursed under his breath.
He have to keep the promise. The promise that he made to his dad. His dad who loved the traitor family so dearly.
He finally resolved as a lone tear escaped his eyes.

Vicky finally mustered enough courage. Courage to meet her finally. After what Maan did to her, how he insulted her, their love, her dying dad... Vicky and Daadi just couldnt meet her eyes.
Sighing, Vicky knocked at the door only to find it locked! 'Where could she go! At this hour of the day?' He wondered.
He thought for few moments.
'May be in office!' He realized and drove off.

She stood there. On the verge of breaking down. Tears glistening in her eyes. She fell on her knees on the ground. The last memory of her Papa was about to be snatched. 'What did she have now? To be snatched? Why was God so cruel to her!' She cried.
He stood there listening her sobs controlling himself from gathering her up in his arms. Cocooning his love away from this cruel. Then did he get a reality check. He saw a few days back newspaper lying near the tree he stood.
"Handa grabs the deal right under the nose of Khurana!" He gritted his teeth yet again.
"She is my enemy!" He constantly reminded himself.

Just as she raised her eyes up, she could see a faint figure running towards her. She wiped her tears clearing her vision.
'I knew you would come for me! Atleast you would!' She was happy. Atleast there was someone for her in this whole world. Who cares for her.
"Vicky Bhai!" She whispered.
Vicky ran gathering Geet in his arms. She cried.
Geet hugged Vicky and cried in his arms.
"I am all alone Bhai! Please save me. I cant bear this. Please save Papa's dream. They are all bent on buying it!!" She sobbed all worried.
"Don't worry Bachcha I am here,With you , Forever, Like always but just a bit late" Vicky wiped his own tears seeing his baby doll cry.
"Do you know Geet who is buying it?" Vicky asked as he patted her back.
Geet nodded her head negatively.

"Its Maan Bro!!! I am Sorry dear. I am helpless. He is too adamant. But I have a plan Bachchaa" Vicky smirked at his own plan of bringing them back together as she sobbed on his shoulder and cried her heart out.

Maan seethed as he saw the scene from his car. Something burned within him though he had tried hard to bury his feelings for her.

"Typical seducing B***h!!!" He thought as he drove off.

"Fine then! You have to work for me as my secretary for two years if you want to stop HC from getting auctioned!"
"I will!"
Kiss in the lift 😛

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As some of you had doubts about whether this is the old part or not, so am clarifying henceforth none of my old FFs will have the old parts mainly because I have forgotten the storyline with which I had initially started😆

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Did I forgot telling you hell yaa I am in love with this Fiction it is sooo damn awesome...Loved the whole update...aoww Maan being Maan he did tried becuming the Maan Singh Khurana yeh his rough ishq supressed his anger at certain points,,,hope Vicky's plan works out for bringing Maan n Geet together again...just hope !! Lovely update...would be waiting for next darling pie :*

PS-did Maan knew it was Vicky with Geet? Is he doubting Vicky and Geet? And accusing Geet for seducing Vicky? O.o cheep it would be if that's true -_-

😡I have been waiting over a year and you give me a old update, a update I have already read it a year ago Marsie😡

Ohkiz...so...to tell the truth even I had forgotten the story so i wsnt confused :p i linked it wid ur teaser :p :p LoLz