Mg FF- ABHI NAHIN AANA THREAD 1 - Page 64

He just watched her cutely running to the other side and speak to a lady... laugh at her talk..and drive away, waving him a bye. She was totally someone with a very different character altogether and he seemed to be falling for the bait already. He looked at his phone... sigh she didn't even give her number. But then she said she will call. He was totally thrilled. His phone buzzed with Myra flashing on it. he sighed feeling defeated and drove off to face her... face of a person who suddenly felt had no existence in his life.

She drove towards the restaurant where they were supposed to have dinner when nisha eyed her naughtily.

"who was that guy?"

Geet smiled, looking straight on the road, "umm... hot shot?"

Nisha's brows twitched into a question, "hot shot??"

"I am meeting him for the fourth time Chachi... and aapko pata hain we met in Paris too on my birthday and he took me out for dinner..."

Nisha listened to all intently wondering what to make out of this. He looked quite handsome but she was sure she had seen him somewhere. The way Geet hugged him and then their smile... umm... was there something cooking between them?

"kamaal hain 3 meetings mein hi usne tujhe the Great Geet handa ko dinner ke liye mana liya?", she tried to probe further, "aur tune mujhe ab tak bataya hi nahin parkati.."

[strange... he managed to pursue the great Geet handa for dinner in just three meetings? And you haven't even told me anything about it?]

Geet shrugged her shoulders as a matter of fact...like it was normal, "it was nothing special Chachi... he is just... a stranger, I cant even call him a friend... you know those cheapo types guys..."

"then how come you accepted his invitation so easily?"

"umm...he was good...actually seemed earnest and I had no reasons to say no either.."

Nisha looked at Geet carefully...how can this girl be so cold to something like this? She spoke as if nothing mattered to her... she spoke like it was nothing in front of her. she did seem happy when she saw him but what she was hearing now was totally surprising. After meeting him like that, she cant even call him a friend. She didn't know what to think of this. She had been quite worried about Geet, especially the way she leads her life... she does whatever she likes, not even caring the fact that it may affect someone else. She thought for a while and then spoke up, "whats his name?"

"who cares Chachi... we are probably not going to meet again or something."

"don't you think you are making judgements all by yourself? Anyways, how was dinner?"

"yeah...dinner was good, actually very good...he was able to keep up to my standards.. or else Chachi I would have actually thrown everything right on his face..."

"you are being rude darling..."

"no Chachi.. am telling the truth. He has got a nice taste and helped me in my project as well.. so its fine..."

Nisha went quite thoughtful with her words. She had tried to make Geet understand that she needed to care for other's feelings as well... but then she knew Geet understood nothing. She quietly had her food, thinking about the guy she had seen earlier this evening. Geet noticed nisha very quiet and ignored it altogether. She poured her champagne in her glass and sipped the drink. Dinner was all Chachi's favourite... dinner!!! She was reminded of that night with her hot shot... she felt so pampered that night. it had a completely different feel altogether to it. the way they danced or talked..she had never felt like this. She had been to countless number of dinners or parties but it never gave her that feeling she experienced that night.

Both of them quietly finished their dinner and went back to their car. They didn't even speak... lost in their own world. Nisha was worried about Geet whereas Geet was just lost somewhere in that night in Paris. They stopped in front of the handa mansion and nisha called the servants to help her take the things in. Geet waited for them to go. Once they were gone, she finally took a deep breath and came out of the car. She climbed one step of the grand mansion entrance and then didn't know why she looked back at the car. Flashes of his kiss ran in her mind like a projector film...and she stilled! She didn't know what was happening but then everything just happened on their own. Her first kiss... he had stolen her first kiss. She felt a little numb for a while until nisha called her inside. She snapped, shook her head and rushed in. She had totally forgotten about the kiss. She ran to her room and fell on her bed.

Maan was totally irritated at the end. He had gone to Myra's place and found it empty. He called her a few times more and headed to find her. he entered a dimly lit room and found it decorated with beautiful candles flickering lazily setting a romantic feel. He just wished whatever it was, it just got over as fast as possible. The place was beautifully decorated and in the middle lay a table with a very expensive champagne and a chocolate cake with his name written on it. he wondered what was wrong. He looked here and there and found her coming towards him, wearing a beautiful pink evening gown. He put up his mask and checked her from top to bottom. That bloody bi*** did look decent for the first time in her life. it was long off shoulder gown that covered her properly, perhaps for the first time. She smiled and inched closer. She cupped his face and placed a sweet kiss on his cheek. he just stood there, cold, emotionless, like a statue.

"why did you call me here Myra?", he asked rather coldly, wanting to get over this as quickly as possible.

She smiled and placed her head on his chest, softly caressing his arms, "Mr. Khurana you really know how to get to business directly..."

"come straight to the point Myra..", he answered ruthlessly, not even holding her back. She felt a little awkward but then composed herself. She straightened herself and cupped his face again, this time lovingly, "I didn't know if this was ever going to happen... but now that it has happened, I am glad that it did!"

He rolled his eyes, wondering what was going on. She slipped her hands down, lacing her fingers with his, "I thought I might just enjoy your company but then... i.. ahh I really don't know how to express it..."

He looked at her.., and was surprised to see her blushing. He wondered if she was the one who had stood shamelessly naked in front of him just a few nights ago.. and here she was blushing. Truth was hard to digest! He watched her play with her fingers and then take a sharp breath and again after gaining the color back on her face, she tried again, "I wanted to tell you..ehh...erm.. I..I love you maan!!"

She finished off in one breath and shut her eyes tightly, feeling extremely conscious, anxious about his reaction. He stood there as cold as before... did she just tell that she loved him? she felt his hands as lifeless as it could ever be. She was suddenly feeling so scared. Before she could even do anything, she felt herself being pushed away.

"don't you think you are exaggerating things? I don't think whatever we shared was more than just s*x!"

He watched her reactions... her expressions turning horrified and shocked, "I felt it maan.. I really do love you..."

"stop getting deceived Myra... I don't love you...and you are not the one whom I shall fall for. So stop your dirty tricks and stay out of my way."

He tried to walk away when she had held his hands, begged and cried and he mercilessly broke her heart, into millions of pieces.

"you are nothing but a wh***... stop trying to reach up to Maan Singh Khurana for he is too high for you to even reach up to..."

He sat on his rocking chair in his room, lost in his thoughts. He was definitely a little disturbed... "love.." what was it? he never felt 'love' with the women he had ever been with... and then this girl Geet...she suddenly comes out of nowhere and then makes him feel something different. He tried to stop himself but he couldn't... he didn't even think it was love for Geet... no, he knew it was definitely not love, but yet she stayed in his thoughts 24/7. He smiled, almost forgetting a heart broken Myra he had left behind and checked his phone. He wanted to see her again, talk o her and spend time with her... he was disappointed to see no calls from any unknown number. He sighed and went to sleep.

But sleep was far away from her eyes. Was a kiss even that big of an issue to have left her sleepless? She checked the time... 1:30am and she was wide awake. She was totally unable to even close her eyes for a minute for her mind would play the rewind button of that blissful moment!!!

"blissful..my foot. Just you wait hot shot... I had completely forgotten about it today. Just you wait..."

She thought for a while and went to her practice room and closed the doors and windows, lest anyone was disturbed. She switched on one of her favourite music and stood straight, taking in a deep breath. She was ambitious... she twirled around. She did what she wished to... she swayed with the music and stretched her arms up in the air. She was someone soaring high in the sky... she leapt forward and stretched her legs. She was the Geet handa... she turned around with the music...sweating..and a mere kiss was going to cost her hot shot a lot. She was a good dancer...in fact she was a trained dancer and she never realized when she stopped... thinking of so many things... Arjun...chachi...hot shot... everything. She probably stopped around 3 when she felt tired. She crashed on the bed without even freshening up and dozed off.

One week passed like that and she completely forgot everything around. Mohinder had offered her to work for him after her college hours and she loved it. Mohinder knew she'd go far...so better train her from now itself. Geet didn't mind that...in fact she was too happy to work for him. he discussed his projects with her... he discussed his plans, deals...and she listened to all of them carefully. Nisha saw a more focused Geet now... focused on her studies, her career... her work. She wondered if Geet had really forgotten about that guy. She had seen him somewhere...but she was not able to recall his face.

That night she was damn tired. Arjun had visited her college to meet jazz and tried to get along but then she avoided it completely by leaving the place. She had better works to do rather than entertain this cheapo. She had finished her work a bit earlier and her dad was never lenient on her. she lazily browsed through her phone randomly and then stopped upon his name and contact. Her hot shot... she had her number. Ohh how could she even forget. She smiled and looked at the time...11pm? no worries. She called him immediately.

Who would better know the condition of his heart rather than he himself? He knew how desperately he had been waiting for her one call that would grace him. he had overcome sleepless nights and taking all random calls just wishing it to be her. he didn't know why he was behaving like a despo but he did not feel ashamed to accept that. he yawned and look out of his file at the unknown number that distracted him. he thought of not taking the call... just because of her, he had been speaking to every unknown number...even those who happened to be those clients for whom speaking to mr msk was next to impossible. His associates kept contact with them. But then she said she'd call... but one week later? He sighed and took the call.

"hello?"

"hey hot shot... not asleep yet?"

His heart skipped beats hearing her voice... drowsily sexy, like a vixen. He looked at the phone..at the number flashing on it..so that was her number!! His stress was almost gone. He kept the file aside and smiled, like something soothing his heart. he relaxed on the couch, somewhere deep down feeling extremely happy to hear her voice after so long.

"hello? You there hot shot?"

"umm yeah I am... so how come you remembered me after so long?"

She laughed...ahh his heart fluttered with that rhythm of her laughter, "its just been a week and you sound desperate!"

"you could say I was...anyways so Geet ma'am how have you been?"

She felt pampered, "nothing...just a little busy this whole week. Seriously need a break now. You say...you are not yet asleep?"

"hmm...just working on a presentation baby... even I need a break..."

"hmmm... ", she didn't know what to ask him next but then she asked him directly, "so hows it going with that bi***?"

He smiled and pressed the 'send' button of his mail, "nothing serious. Good news for you is that we broke up..."

"seriously? You did that? I mean did she dump you or you did?"

He was amused to hear such excitement in her tone, "you seem so happy about it...what are you thinking Geet?"

She rolled on her bed, "of course I am happy dekha nahi kitna attitude dikha rahi thi. She deserved it... "

[of course I am happy. Didn't you see she was showing so much attitude. She deserved it...]

He thought for a while and spoke up, "kal shaam... coffee pe chalogi?"

[tomorrow evening? Will you come for a coffee?]

"you're too fast hot shot...but I have got some commitments tomorrow.. dad ke saath!", she spoke cautiously, somewhere not wanting to deny the offer.

"yaar kal mujhe bhi kaam hain.. phir bhi... one hour..6 to 7 please?"

[tomorrow even I have got some work... but one hour..6 to 7 please?]

Geet thought for a while... the next day she was to attend a party with her dad. She was told that Mr Khurana was also attending it and that she would meet him as well. she was angry on her dad for he had sent those papers without letting her know. Mohinder explained her his stand but she'd hear none. So he finally asked her to come to the party..she could get to know a lot of people too. Come to think of it.. party was around 8, she could enjoy her evening with her hot shot.

"you are so desperate... seriously!"

"sirf tumhare liye geet..."

[only for you]

"tum sach mein kaafi desperate ho. Fine tomorrow then..."

[you are seriously desperate. Fine tomorrow then...]

"I shall pick you up... address do..."

He heard her calculate something and then spoke up, "I have college till 5. Pick me up at 5:30 from college itself...IIM Delhi.."

He smiled at her smartness, "will be right on time.."

"I know that hot shot... good night..."

"good night baby..."

He smiled and saved her number. He was probably going crazy. He knew it was stupid... he was always right on business but then he wanted to take it slow with her..may be because he knew there was no playing games with her.

The next morning, avantika was surprised to see maan so happy and relaxed. He kissed her cheeks and sat for breakfast, "morning ma..."

"aaj kaafi khush lag rahe ho maan! Kya baat hain?"

[you are looking so happy today maan. Whats the matter?]

"kuch nahi... aaj ek meeting pe jaana hain shaam ko.."

[nothing ..today I have got a meeting in the evening]

"aur uske liye itni kushi? Naam kya hain unka?", avantika teased.

[and so happy for a meeting? Whats her name?]

"its not about anyone ma...", he bit into an apple.

"are you serious about her? maan I am telling you I don't want to see you with such cheap women..."

He rolled his eyes and walked away, "bye maa..."

Geet went to college and completely got immersed in her studies. After Mohinder had started making her work, she suddenly became much more focussed in her studies and career. But there was one desperate soul who couldn't even sit still for a minute. He seemed quite restless the whole day.. he saw his people looking at him suspiciously but then he just couldn't stop himself. Kab ghadi mein 5 baje aur kab wo mile ussey... he was finding it oddly amusing. He had never felt like this before but the feel was so nice. He checked his phone as it struck 5. Ahh traffic in delhi was a trouble. He made an excuse and left for his destination.

She came out speaking to a few of her friends, carrying her small bag when her eyes fell on her hot shot, waiting in the car, right in front of her college gate. It was then she remembered she was to go for a coffee with him. she smiled, somewhere deep down, feeling little (actually more but madam doesn't seem to realise). She saw the time and waved at him. he was totally delighted to see her... he watched her as she walked gracefully towards him, standing out in the crowd, but then she had a very less number of friends as he had always seen her. they were just a handful of them. He never expected her to be too friendly either...may be because of her attitude, he seemed to guess many things about her quite correctly. He came out of the car and gave her a sweet little hug. Her eyes widened a bit but as he left, she gave him a quizzical glare, "don't you think you are too much hot shot?"

Her finger pointed towards her back, where the college people stood there, watching them open mouthed. He could care less, "they are just jealous Geet... ignore them."

As she sat inside, she made her comment, "jealous? Of you or me?"

He smiled at her wits and sped up, not looking away from the road, "tumse ho ya mujhse...kya fark padta hain..."

[of you or me...how does it matter?]

"kaafi smart ho hot shot..."

[quite smart you are hot shot]

He probably guessed that she didn't know his name yet. He let that on her and continued driving, "thanks...i will take that as a compliment sweetheart.."

He stopped in front of a posh coffee shop and led her inside. She was awed by his taste...his choice of places... even in Paris! He pulled the chair for her and she felt like a princess... in fact he did treat her like a princess. He left the entire order on her. she gladly and wisely accepted his offer and gave their orders.

"so what is it that you have been studying lately hmm??"
she sipped her expresso and gave a dry comment, "executive MBA hot shot...

learning of economic planning."

He stirred his piping hot drink and smiled, "thats a good subject you know..."

"can we talk something else apart from studies? Am bored... so hows that Meera girl?"

He thought for a while, "you seem so interested in her. are you happy that we broke up?"

"yes of course I am hot shot... I mean look at that sl** you definitely seemed tortured... gosh hot shot you were tortured."

He just smiled at her talks and rolled his eyes, "manners matters baby we are at a public place..."

She looked around to see a few people gaping at her with her language and then back at him, confidently, "they seem more interested in me!", she winked. She was indeed witty, maan concluded and one more thing.. she was one proud young woman. They talked here and there and he just loved listening to her. she had a very good hold on her subject too. He absolutely loved it. she was distracted by a call and then looked at him, "sorry hot shot.. have to rush. Got a party to attend tonight..."

"come on...lemme drop you then.."

"nahh.. its okay. I have left my car in college, so could you drop me there?"

He paid the bill and dropped her in front of her college. She ran inside to the parking waving him a quick bye. He checked the time... already 10 minutes past 7. He sighed... he had to get to some stupid party!!

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