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LOVE IN THE AIR

Character Sketch

Savitri Devi Singh Khurana

A dynamic woman who is the only soul responsible for the existence of Khurana Constructions, the largest construction firm of India. It is slowly becoming an ace construction firm all over the globe. She is a sweet, caring, loving and a doting grandmother towards her one and only grandson. Though she is aged but believes in being modern with her thoughts. She can be very adamant when it comes to her grandson's happiness and welfare.

Maan Singh Khurana

Maan Singh Khurana is the dynamic, terrific and bombastic rising business tycoon of India. He is the sole heir and owner of Khurana Constructions. He is a ruthless business man, who cares least about what the world thinks about him. A terror for the outside world, a wrath for his enemies but a boon for his loved ones. He is madly in love with Geet. Can go to any extent to protect and behold his loved ones.

Geet Handa

A bubbly, chirpy and practical girl who has a very clear perception of what she wants from life. Her life revolves around her dreams and her only family. She wants to fulfill her dreams at any cost for her parents, whom she lost at a very young age.

Yash Malhotra

A cute and loving person. He is cool and treats her like a princess cocooning her from the harsh world. Very possessive when it comes to Geet.

Aditya and Archana Malhotra

They are Yash's parents. A very loving and open hearted couple who will do anything for the happiness of their children. Very close to the Handa family. They love Geet more than anything and treat her as their own daughter after the demise of her parents.

Further Characters will be introduced as required.

Khurana Mansion, Delhi

It was a usual morning in KM, where Daadi was happily waiting for her one and only grandson to join her for breakfast. It was her daily routine to wait for Maan, who would occasionally try his best to skip breakfast but would end up getting deadly glares from his Drama Queen Dadima. Though for the world Maan was THE MSK, but he would end up losing in front of Daadi, who always had ways to blackmail her grandson for giving in to her wishes. Thus she got the tag of the Drama queen.

"Maan Bete...Where are you. Come down for breakfast quickly." Daadi called out.

"Coming Daadi." He replied striding down the stairs.

After taking blessings from Daadi and his usual seat, Maan fished out his cell phone waiting for updates about his project. Daadi caught him lost in his phone and shot a deadly glare towards him, which Maan noticed yet chose to ignore.

"Maan you have started with your phone again. How many times am I supposed to tell you that you need to be away from it at breakfast '' She complained for the umpteenth time.

"Daadi...I am really sorry but I am expecting an important call from Adi regarding the project in London. So I have to ignore your wishes today. Please Daadi" He innocently defended himself.

"Is that so.? Fine then.! I know you don't care about me anymore.! That's the reason these days you choose to ignore your Daadi's wishes." She started on with her usual drama.

She kept going on and on. Maan was listening to his Daadi and her dramatic accusations in amusement with a smile lingering on his lips. The Daadi- Grandson amusing conversation kept going on and on till Maan finally had to give up. He rolled his eyes at the brilliant acting skills his Daadi possessed.

"Daadi.! Stop.! Here... I am not using my phone anymore.! Now please let's have our breakfast before another one of your drama sessions begins." He taunted with a slight smirk on his face to which Daadi responded by twisting her lips.

"Ya.Ya. Why not.! When did I stop you from having breakfast.? You are the one romancing your mobile." She mentally laughed, knowing the topic where she was heading will tease her over-smart grandson to limits of insanity.

As soon as the word romance reached his ears, he was aware where the conversation is heading to. His brain involuntarily started coming up with ideas to escape the inevitable topic, Daadi always ends up on. He looked up from his breakfast giving her an oh-god-not-again look. Daadi was mentally dancing looking at her grandson's plight. Daadi was as smart as her grandson; she would end up revenging him in her own teasing manners.

"Daadi please.! Can we not have the same conversation again.? I am not interested in marriage right now.! And I am saying this the last time. Stop with your blackmail because I am not going to give in this matter. I very well am aware of your tricks, but mind you I am not entertaining your drama in this matter. That's my final decision.! "He said in a serious voice with a stern face, meaning every word he uttered.

Daadi tried protesting to his outburst, but the discussion was hindered by the shrill ring of Maan's phone. Initially he considered avoiding the call sensing the graveness of the situation, but looking at the caller, he finally decided to attend it. Without wasting any more time, he attended the call to get the news which irked him off more. His expressions changed from stern to rage. With seething anger, he clenched his fist. Looking at his anger Daadi understood its best to keep mum to avoid his wrath. She was startled when a bang on the table brought her back from her revives.

"WHAT.?!! Adi what the hell are you saying.? "He roared on the phone startling both Daadi and Adi.

"I am really sorry sir.! But this was totally unexpected.! The problem cannot be fixed today, so I will be arranging another way to London. "Adi tried calming Maan. Adi was the most trusted employee of KC.

"You better find some other way Adi. You very well know KC can't afford to lose this project. I want to go to London at any cost by hook or by crook." He said with anger seething. Saying this he snapped the phone shut and walked away from the table before his Daadi could say anything.

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After a few hours

AT THE AIRPORT

Maan was waiting in the airport. He was eagerly waiting for the announcement of his flight. Along with waiting he was cribbing continuously as he was forced to travel in domestic airlines despite him owning his own private jet. Since the time he received the call from Adi informing him of faults in his private jet, his anger had no bounds. The London project had him worried, to top that he was running late on reaching London. For now all he wanted was to reach London on time, saving the blasting off sessions to the post project works. He was lost in his own revives when finally the announcement for him was made to his relief. The crew escorted him first towards the aircraft since he was The MSK.! Though he failed to travel in business class, thanks to the last minute plans, still he was treated as a VIP and was given all the priorities. It was a while since he settled in his seat, he was watching the hustle bustle of the passengers trying to find their seats and settle down. He was lost in his own thoughts when a small yet charming call jerked him out of his thoughts.!

"Excuse me.! " She called to him.

As soon as Maan looked up to place the origin of the voice, he was stunned. He sat rooted in his seat looking at the breathtaking beauty standing in front of him. He was instantly lost in her dove shaped hazel eyes, her plump pink lips adorned with a slight share of lip gloss were driving him to a valley of bliss. Her curls were dancing on her cheeks slightly touching her cheeks which made her look no less than an angel descended from heaven. The small innocent smile which lingered on her lips made her look like an epitome of innocence and angelic beauty.! Her captivating beauty and innocence was something which didn't allow him to look away from those deep hazels which captured various emotions. Suddenly, he had a strong urge to grab her cocoon her in his arms. He was so lost in his world of fantasy that he failed to notice her waiting for him to give her access to her seat.! After repeated calls and not getting any response, she managed to touch him sending waves of currents through his entire body.! Her mere touch was enough to take him to heaven. Finally breaking out of his trance he smiled at her.

" Yes.? " He asked her expectantly.

"My seat is right next to yours.! " She smiled at him.

He felt elated realizing that his angel will be seated right next to him. If not for the aircraft he felt like dancing his heart out. A brilliant grin marked his face clearly showing his happiness. Somehow he managed to control his super excited heart, not wanting to make a fool out of himself; he smiled and got up from his seat allowing her to take the one adjacent to him.

"Thank You "She smiled at him.

As soon as Maan took back his seat, he felt his entire world is right next to him. With her by his side, he felt some unknown peace filling his body. The London project which had him worried till now, there was no existence of it in his mind. All the while his mind kept thinking was of girl sitting next to him. Though his mind refused to leave her thoughts, he somehow managed to look away from her, not wanting to make himself look like a desperate pervert. He closed eyes, drifting into the moments he came face to face with the angelic beauty.!

Soon the flight was ready for takeoff; the crew was assisting the passengers. The flight was slowly gaining momentum and that is when he heard her speak again in her musical and charming voice.

"Babaji'Please help me.! You know these aircrafts scare the hell out of me.! Though I have travelled in them before'but every time they manage to freak me out. The takeoff, landing and the turbulence'Ohh god.! I wish ma or pa were here with me to comfort me.! Or for that matter even that sadu would do.! I told him to come with me but that moron...All he cares about is himself.! Duffer.! Babaji'PLEASE.! "She cribbed to her Babaji pouting cutely.

All this while she failed to notice the pair of dark eyes which were watching her amusingly.! Maan was so happy seeing his angel cribbing about travelling in air. He couldn't take his eyes off her cute lips, busy cribbing, those hazel dove shape eyes, changing shape with her each complaint.! He couldn't help but chuckle at her cuteness.! His chuckle didn't go unnoticed by her'

"Why are you smiling.?! " She turned to him with a confused expression.

"I am smiling at your cute antics. You look cute.! "He confessed. Her mouth automatically went into an oval shape'her eyes narrowed.! Maan left out another chuckle.

"Yeh Dekho Babaji.! I am scared as hell here and he finds it amusing.? "She again cribbed to her Babaji.! Maan again laughed at her cute pouts and expressions. Instantly she turned to him giving him a serious glare.!

"Okay.! Okay.! Sorry.! I won't laugh now.! You can carry on with your complaining session.! "Saying this he turned sideways hiding a smile.!

In all this Maan didn't realize that the flight was almost going to take off from the runway. He instantly looked at her, and saw her with her eyes tight shut. Her face was pale. He felt like smacking himself for making fun of her, when the poor girl was petrified. Suddenly he felt something piercing is heart, he was not able to watch her in that condition. Instantly a reflex went through his nerves, his hands automatically went to clutch her hands tight. Though he wanted to crush her in his arms, controlling himself he held her hand tight.! He felt her stiffening, but to his relief she didn't jerk his hand away.

As soon as he touched her, there were waves of satisfaction coursing through his entire body. He felt happy after touching her. Watching her relax, involuntarily brought a smile on his face.! It made his heart flutter thinking that his touch relaxed her a little. He felt contended while comforting her. Soon the flight gained altitude and he failed to realize he was still holding her hand tightly. He was in his own dreamland when her chiming voice broke his trance.

" Ummm..You can leave my hand now. I am okay.! " She tried gaining his attention. He left her hand immediately, embarrassed at his act. He looked at her apologetically'

" Uh-Ummm'I am sorry for that.! I was in my own thoughts" He tried to be as honest as possible.

" Hey..It's okay.! Don't be sorry.! In fact thanks a lot for that...I felt much better.! " She tried easing out the awkwardness.

" By the way I am Geet..Geet Handa.! " She introduced herself with a smile, extending her hand towards him.

" Nice to meet you Miss.Geet..I am Maan'Maan Singh Khurana.! " He took her hand, locking it in a firm handshake with a smile on his M shaped lips. Though he was trying to act all normal, but his heart was doing summer-saults listening to her.!

"Perfect name for her'Just like her musical and charming voice.! Geet'What a name.! So my angel's name is Geet.! My angel...My Geet.! "He exclaimed in his mind.

As soon as he said his name, her jaw fell and her lips formed their usual favorite O shape. He smiled at her cute reaction. He had the sudden urge to kiss those pouting lips, crushing her to himself that instant.

" You are Maan'I mean'The Maan Singh Khurana..The business tycoon.? "She asked with shocked expressions, almost shrieking.!

"Yes I am the very same.! " He winked.

" Then what are you doing here.? " She blurted out in curiosity. Then looking at his confused expressions she corrected herself.

" I mean..You are THE MSK..How come you are travelling like this.? " She asked out of curiosity. Hearing this Maan let out another chuckle, amused by her question.

"Why.? Am I not allowed to travel in a flight.? " He asked pouting.

" NO.!!!! That's not what I meant.! I wanted to ask..You must be having your own jet right.? So how come you are travelling like this.? " She asked with a smile lingering on her lips for her weird questions.

" You are right.! I was supposed to travel by my private jet...But due to some technical issues with it, I am fortunately travelling this way.! "He replied with a naughty glint in his eyes.

"I can't believe I am actually sitting with you...I mean THE MSK. ..MSK.! "She admitted with a dazed expression...

"WOW.! I met THE MSK.! NO NO NO.!!!! Not just met..I am sitting right next to you.!!!! My friends are gonna be so "J".!!!!! "She beamed with happiness. She continued with her usual so happy Babaji chanting making her look ever so cute. In her trance she didn't notice Maan gaping at her with a huge smile on his face.

Maan was all the while busy admiring her features. He was completely lost in his angel...Everything about her would cause his heart to beat faster, causing it to almost jump out of its cage. Though she had stopped talking to him, he was still admiring her with a tiny blush on his cheeks.!

"What the hell is happening to me.?? Am I not in my senses or what.? I am drooling over her...for god knows how long.? Seriously Maan...Buck up man.! Since when did you start acting like a love sick puppy.? 20 mins.!! It's just been 20 mins...and you are already uncontrollable.! "He mentally smacked himself for loosing himself this way.

"What is she doing to me.? How could she break my non 'girls policy in just a few seconds.? And why the hell am I blushing like a newly wedded husband waiting for my wife to pounce on me.? WHAT.!!!!! Maan.! You have lost it'Where are you going with this.? STOP RIGHT THERE.! If Daadi gets even a slightest cue of this...She will make your life living hell.! Get a hold on yourself Maan.! "He cursed himself for behaving so weirdly.

To avoid any further embarrassment, to put a stop to the drooling session and to save himself from the mental smacking sessions...Maan plugged in his ear phones, closed his eyes shut... and drifted from the 40000 altitude to even a higher altitude'His heaven of his Mishty ( As usual..None of his senses are in his control).

Precap: Love in the Air'Mishty driving Maan crazy.! 😳

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