MG FF My Perfect! Suitor Thread 6 - Page 15

Forty One

"Babaji...Maan toh meri taraf dekh hi nahi rahe hain!!!" she whined inwardly.

Mohinder, Vikrant & Maan were discussing business prospects sitting in the hall of Handa bungalow & Mohinder was left wholly impressed by Maan. Geet purposely walked around or sat on the couch adjacent to Maan to get his attention but didn't succeed in the least as he was totally engrossed in business talks! It was only when he finally noticed Mishty leaving the room, he realized she was being ignored!.

As misfortune would have it, Maan bumped into Daarji & as usual Daarji cast his suspicious eyes on him.

"This corridor leads to Geet's room. What are you doing over here???"

"I am going to Geet's room." he replied calmly.

"For what reasons??!!" Daarji eyed him sternly.

"Have some personal work."

"As in????!!!" Daarji asked curtly.

Before Maan could give a witty reply, luckily his sharp eyes noticed Geet trotting up the staircase situated behind Daarji. The stairs led to the terrace. She did not see Maan.

"Actually I wanted some fresh sea breeze & Geet room has a large window which faces the sea. So..." he trailed off as if he was an epitome of innocence.

"If you want fresh air why don't you go to the terrace instead of my poti's room?!!!!"

Obviously Daarji assumed Geet to be in her room. Maan smirked inwardly.

"As you say, I will go to the terrace to get some fresh air."

This was how Maan always tricked Daarji in some way or the other to meet Mishty.

Geet stood by the parapet of the terrace overlooking the beautiful sea. The cool breeze played with her loose strands. Suddenly she felt strong hands circling her waist. Maan nuzzled his nose on her shoulders making her squirm.

"Mujhe laga...mujhe laga ki...aap mujhe bhool gaye..."she crooned as his fingers sensually moved over her tummy, tickling her.

He pinned her to a wall. The cool breeze continued to sway. Resting his hand on the wall over her head, he leaned closer...His ardent eyes stared at her as he swiftly sided the curls from her face.

"Ma-an... koi...dekh lega..." she said, dazed.

"Your Daarji sent me here."

Before she could react, she found her lips locked passionately with his...This time it was a slow & sensual kiss. His lips reeled over hers smoothly feeling their softness & also tasting her gloss. He deepened the kiss & her hands moved across his back as reflex. His tongue darted inside her mouth to cater to his aroused self while she moaned with his every movement...

He left her lips to trail kisses across her jaw line making her breaths shiver. His lips travelled south to bite her neck which made her shriek. She clutched him tightly as he placed wet kisses across her shoulders...

Their cozy moments were disturbed when Geet's phone rang. She looked flustered after attending the call.

"Maan...results are displayed in the college notice board...I need to rush...!"

"I am coming with you." He said after putting a full-stop to his desires.

The college notice board had students pouring in to check their results. Geet made her way through the crowd keeping her fingers crossed. But when she saw her results, it left her shattered...She had not fared good. To be precise, it was below average. Somewhere she was expecting this. Annie, as usual, had topped this term as well.

"Congratulations to you! Lets celebrate!" Geet genuinely wished her.

"Success ki aadat ho gayi hai, frequent celebrations have become boring."Annie replied nonchalantly, "As of now, going for a movie with Mom."

Before leaving, she spoke again,

"I want you in Top 10 with me so that we can carry on with our friendship."

Geet was broken when she came & sat in the car besides Maan. He knew what the matter was & so drove silently while she sat still with a pale face. Tears were almost on the verge of pouring out from her hazels. Two terms went by, but her grades failed to improve.

"For a change, lets celebrate failure. We are going on a long drive."

Geet remained silent.

It was sunset. After the long drive, Maan took her to a beach. Not much people were there that day, so there was privacy. The cool & soothing breeze blew past them & they could hear the pleasing sound of the splashing waves. Geet felt a bit relaxed but still problems lurked around. They sat on the rocks. Maan stared at her while her eyes were downcast. She had not spoken a word all this while.

"Do I really have to announce that you can speak your mind out to me?"

"Top 10 students from our batch will have a brilliant opportunity to study in St Mark, Singapore for the last term of this course which obviously would boost their career in finance & also their future... And I am no where close to the league... One last term remains before the selection of the 10 students... If I want to be a part, I have to be extra-ordinary in the next term... which is a far-fetched reality... Daarji & Papa have expectations from me... & here I am letting them down... Pata nahi kya hoga..."

Guilt was written all over her face along with low self esteem & confusion. Maan was unperturbed.

"The fact is how I will survive those four months when you will be in Singapore for your last term."

Geet was startled hearing him. Here she was cribbing about her failure & he spoke as if she has topped. And he was not consoling her, he meant his words. She felt uplifted.

As expected, her family was disappointed by her academic performance. Daarji was very angry but did not say anything to her. Mohinder was upset with her. Geet couldn't bear the silence in the dining table.

When Geet walked into her room, self-doubts yet again crept in her. She had always been average in studies. She didn't know how she got into St Mark on the first place, perhaps she was destined to meet Maan that way. Also she was not confident enough to face the crowd. It was Maan's pranks which helped her to give presentations. And most recent, she wouldn't even come to know that she loved Maan hadn't he played that prank! Such a confused soul she was! She didn't even know whether she was good at anything or not, perhaps she was good for nothing... In short, Geet felt very low of herself.

"Main apni favorite nahi hoon...I just know to crib & nothing else!!!!!!"

~*~

The next day when Geet & Annie were on their way to college, they happened to witness a film shooting. They stopped to see it. Geet loved films & always had a buried desire to see a shoot & that day she was seeing one. And mind it! She just loved the entire thing. How the director was calling the shots & how the cameras were rolling. It didn't interest Annie much & soon she got bored. There were 20 retakes taken for a particular scene & Annie got irritated with the repeats! But Geet wasn't & was wholly engrossed.

"Lets leave! Watching the entire film in one go is far better than this!"

"You go. I will come later." She replied bluntly. Annie left.

The shoot went on for the entire day & Geet watched it entirely without a tinge of boredom. She never felt such a strong inclination into doing anything.

Few days passed. Maan had obviously noticed Mishty's strange behavior. He asked her but she excused herself. Geet was adamant for watching films with him. He didn't like films much did as she told him to.

Now Geet was very well aware that St Mark even offered a film direction course & she was seriously thinking of taking it up. For the first time, she atleast felt she could be good at something.

That night she was pacing to & fro in her room, confused!

"Babaji...yeh sab kya ho raha hai???... Geet...yeh tu kya soch rahi hai???... Are you mad????... Do you really want to do film direction???... You will be thrown out of the house if you say it... Daarji is already upset with you & if you tell him this, phir toh pata hai kya hoga...And have you thought of Maan's reaction???. He dislikes showbiz. That's why even Annie hid the modeling fact!"

"Babaji...ab main kya karu, no one will agree with me on this, not even Maan...woh toh gussa karenge..."

Here Maan was trying to speak to Geet but she was not picking up her phone since it was on silent mode & inside her bag!

"What has suddenly come on Mishty????!!!"

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