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Thank you Nisha for such a lovely poem...I feel so special that I was missed so much. Thanks dear..muaah...

yaad aapki ne hame bataaya,

ke kitne kaareb hai , aap hamaare.

hum ne socha tha , kat jaayega yeh waqt ,

bina raato ko ,

if ko baar baar regfresgh kare hamaare.

par

jab , intezzar ka daur aaya

toh, din hi nahi, raato main bhi khud ko , taare ginte hue paaya.

ke bas ek aur ,

haan aaj ka ik din aur ,

aur phir hamaara bhi update read karne ka daur aaya.

yahi kah kar hi hamne roz dil ko samjhaya

aur aakhir,

lo hamaara inteezar karne ka daur khatm hua, aap aane ko hai,

hame phir aapni lekhni ka deewama banaane ko ho yeh soch kar hi

aaj toh ,

dil taare ginane se mukar aaya.

ab taaro main woh baat kaha ,

usse to bahtar hai.

hum phir shuru padni apni kahani kare ,

toh kya hua,

hum pad chuke hai usse kai baar ,

chalo ab yaad usse muh jubani kare'learn by heart'

thanks to infact all my readers who have writeen so many messages and missed me so much...even i missed u guys too...sorry I am still keeping very busy so not able to respond to you all properly. But love you all...

Also, finally we are at the end of a long eventful day...I used to think serials mein hi one day is broken into 5-6 episodes and here i broke a day in so many chapters chapters...sorry if anyone got bored but it was an eventful day after all...so her is the last instalment before we move ahead...

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Chapter 56 - Shokiyon mein ghola jaye

Maan walked back inside sitting next to his Daadima hugging her from one side. Daadima caressed his face gently "I am so happy to see you like this...humesha yuhi khush rahiye"

Maan kissed her shoulder "Love you Daadima...thank you so much"

"Chal badmaash...daadima ko thanks thodayi kehte hain...hum toh bas khush hain ki ab koi hai jis pe hum bhi depend kar sakte hain...jo humesha is ghar ke saath hai...hum toh abhi se us din ke sapne dekhne lage hain jab woh aapki dulhan ban ke yahan aa jayengi."

(Don't be naughty...who thanks their grandma...I am just happy that i too have someone whom we can also depend upon...who is always with this house...i have already started dreaming about the day when she will enter here as your bride.)

Maan spent some more time with his Daadima. After a long time he felt light in his heart to sit with her and chat freely. Daadima also pampered him with his favourite foods and showering love on him. After so long they had also managed to express their love for each other instead of only pain which joined them together.

Later in the night, Maan walked back to his room. He was still waiting for her phone call but knew that she will only call once she was alone. He smiled at his own desperation as he opened the door.

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Link - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lZ4hoCYKKM4

Shokhiyon Men Gholaa Jaye, Phoolon Ka Shabab
Usamen Phir Milaayii Jaye, Thodi Si Sharaab,
Hogaa Yuun Nashaa Jo Taiyaar, Vo Pyaar Hai
Shokhiyon Men Gholaa Jaye, Phoolon Ka Shabaab

Her aroma was the first thing that hit him and he looked around feeling her presence in the room. All his tiredness and restlessness started ebbing away as he breathed her in. He walked towards the washroom to change when his eyes saw the bangles lying carelessly on his dressing table. It may have been just couple of hours but already this room felt like theirs...it felt as if she was there and sharing it with him.

He caressed the bangles and picking it up kissed them slightly

"Geet bilkul diwana bana diya hai tumen mujhe."

Keeping her bangles and jhumkas in the drawer safely, he walked inside the washroom. He noticed the towel hanging which she had used while freshening up. He picked it inhaling her smell. He lovingly touched her dress which was on the peg next to it. Feeling the soft cloth as if it was her, he just lost himself in her essence which now adorned his living space.

Hansata Hua Bachapan Vo, Bahaka Hua Mausam Hai
Chhedo To Ik Shola Hai, Chulo To Bas Shabanam Hai

Gaon Mei, Mele Mei, Rah Mei, Akele Mei
Aata Jo Yad Baar Baar Vo, Pyar Hai

Shokhiyon Men Ghola Jaaye, Phoolon Ka Shabaab
Usamen Phir Milaayi Jaaye, Thodi Si Sharaab

Are, Hoga Yun Nashaa Jo Taiyar, Vo Pyar Hai
Shokhiyon Men Ghola Jaaye, Phoolon Ka Shabab

With a deep sigh he moved his forehead from the door where it rested along with her dress.

Washing his face, he then wiped it with the same towel she had used. He came outside with towel still around his shoulder, folding her dress. He kept it along with his shirts leaving only her soft georgette duppatta in his hand. As he removed the towel, he wrapped her chunni around his neck and then sank into the bed waiting for her call.

Lost in her thoughts, his eyes were closed and covered by corner of her chunni when his phone rang.

"Hello madam, mil gayi fursat...kab se wait kar raha hoon aapke phone ki."

His words just affirmed once again that now someone was waiting for her too. This new feeling of being cared and loved aromatically brought immense happiness to her heart.

"Woh bas abhi room mein aayi hoon...aap thik hain? Khana kha liya na and did you take your medicine?"

"Ji malika...jaise aap ka hukum tha..."

Geet smiled at his words and then remembered her conversation with Meera in the car. She bit her lip nervously and decided to speak about it first.

"Ji...woh sorry..."

"Sorry?"

"Yes, actually I left my dress and few things in your room. I know how you like everything to be neat and I am so stupid I just forgot everything there."

Maan laughed out loudly "Seriously Mishty...tum bhi na...as Daadi said this is our room and I have kept your things properly...wasie bhi aaj laga jaise koi jee raha hai is kamre mein. I don't know how I would have managed without you if not for your essence which you have left behind. Now I will sleep with your duppata in on my face...to just feel as if you are here with me."

Geet blushed at his words

"Aapne sach mein"

"Hmmm...tumhara yeh dupaata hi toh hai ab mera sahara jab tak tum aa nahi jaati...bhul jao ab is dress ko...ab yeh meri hai."

Geet was rendered speechless as she didn't know how to respond to that. Goosebumps broke out on her skin with the mere thought of him sleeping with her dupatta covering his face. She curled her toes and her breathing turned hard as his words evoked some passionate, some desperate and some love filled emotions inside her. The feeling of someone loving you so much that he not only dreamed but found you in your things...feeling of someone sleeping with a part of you in your absence...it made her blush...it made her desperate herself...it made her passionate...it made her fall in love even deeper.

Rang Men Pighale Sona, Ang Se Yun Ras Jhalake
Jaise Baje Dhun Koi, Raat Men Halake Halake

Dhup Men, Chaon Men, Jhumati Havaon Mei
Har Dam Kare Jo Intazar Vo, Pyar Hai

Shokhiyon Men Gholaa Jaye, Phoolon Ka Shabab
Usamen Phir Milayi Jaye, Thodi Si Sharaab

Hoga Yun Nasha Jo Taiyaar
Vo Pyaar

Maan could feel the heat around her and it made him even more deewana. For so long they heard each other...she playing with her curls...he playing with the corner of her chunni, both felt so close to each other...so intimate that physical boundaries were not required to feel each other anymore.

Maan enjoyed thinking about her flushed face and indeed she was just getting redder and redder with each passing second. He chuckled at his own thought and spoke out aloud

"Bas bhi karo Jaan...tamatar se bhi zayda lal ho chuki ho..."

Geet just turned and hid her face in the pillow along with the phone

"Agar mein aapse kahungi toh aap ek baar phir se kahenge?"

"Kya?"

"Jaan"

"Jaan"

Though first she felt emotional but soon she giggled at his throaty "Jaan". An old song flitted through her mind and she felt naughty to tease him but still did

"Meri Jaan...mujhe jaan na kaho meri Jaan...meri Jaan...meri Jaan"

Maan could only sigh at his sweet melodious voice as it mixed with her mischievous laughter "Oh Jaan"

"Jaan na kaho anjaan mujhe...Jaan kahan rehti hai sada...anjane...kya jaane...jaan ke jayein bhi kahan...meri Jaan"

Her smile tinkled in his ears as he smiled at her cheekiness...

"Oh Jaan...meri Mishty...rahein na rahein hum mehka karenge banke saba baghe wafa mein ...

"Maan sir!!!!"

Her love filled simple and shy words stopped him as his eyes smiled with mischief

"Yes madam"

Geet pouted making a face

"Aap mujhe madam kyon keh rahe ho"

"Ab tum sir bulaogi toh yehi sazaa dunga tumhein"

"Lekin...chado...aap na...mein kaise aise aapka naam le sakti hoon"

"Kyon...apne boss ke saath affair kar rahi ho...mujhe to laga tha apne hone wale pati se baat chal rahi hai"

"Haaw...aap na...aap na..jaiye"

Maan burst out in laughter as she made all kind of faces knowing he was making fun of her

"Ab kahan jaunga Jaan...I love Mishty...aur ab toh mere dono haathon mein Mishty hai...ek taraf seceratery aur ek taraf hone wali biwi

Geet's mouth opened in a big"O" hearing his shameless words

"Dusht...Daanav"

Maan chuckled "Jaise bhi hain...tumhaare hain Mishty...already missing you so much...tumhara ehsaas hai paas toh jee rahe hain...kal ki subah ka intezaar kar rahe hain...sapno mein toh humesha satati ho lekin ab is tadap ko aankohn ke samne rakhne ki bhi tadap ho rahi hai"

Yad Agar Vo Aaye, Kaise Kate Tanhai
Suune Shahar Men Jaise, Bajane Lage Shahanai

Yaad Agar Vo Aaye, Kaise Kate Tanahai
Suune Shahar Men Jaise, Bajane Lage Shahanai

Aana Ho, Jaana Ho, Kaisa Bhi Zamana Ho
Utare Kabhi Naa Jo Khumar Vo, Pyaar Hai

Shokhiyon Men Gholaa Jaaye, Phoolon Ka Shabab
Usamen Phir Milaayii Jaaye, Thodi Sisharaab

Hogaa Yuun Nashaa Jo Taiyaar
Vo Pyaar Hai

Geet just melted with his poetic words...

"Jab aaj ka din shuru hua tha toh kabhi soch bhi nahi sakti thi ki yeh meri zindagi ka sabse khubsurat din hoga...socha nahi tha ki aane wali raat intezaar ki hogi lekin phir bhi sabse meethi hogi...aapne yeh kya kar diya Maan sir..."

They silently heard each other's hearts talks and finally Geet showed who the boss is when she forced Maan to keep the phone down and sleep

"Agar aap nahi manenge toh mein naaraz ho jaungi...aaj ke din bhi mujhe pareshaan karenge aap...aap ko aaram ki zaroorat hai...bas ab so jaiye...please"

Maan sighed knowing he will himself just bow his head down and knowingly accept his defeat in front of this girl...because it was no less then a victory

That night both drifted into sleep thinking about each other, dreaming about each other and woke up next day waiting for each other...

Precap - Tum Tak

Oh my!