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Originally posted by: Madhuri53

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Thank you all so much for such a wonderful feedback to last part. It was heart warming to see such positivity for an update which is very close to my heart. I also thank the new readers who have joined this thread.

And now a very big apology for my disappearing act. Though I did post some notes but I know I am very late. There is no other excuse other than my work and how busy I was or rather still am. But finally writing bug has bitten me again and I was in such a mood that I had to just update.

I will try to be regular and put up one update every week. Believe me even I don't want to frustrate you all and complete the story as soon as possible.

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Chapter 67 - Tere Mere Sapna

Finally that day was here...the day for which two hearts had been destined for. Like the bright light of two souls tied together by same thread of love, Khurana Mansion shone through like a jewel against the dark night. Every inch of it was covered in lights and the dome glowed above giving an illusion of a big diamond studied against the canvass of vast sky.

Fountains ran water, flowers bloomed in the gardens, nature bestowed a clear sky with it's own star studded chunar draping over the place where two people were going to get name to the feelings which was thumping in their hearts.

Insides not only glittered but also buzzed with festivity surrounding it as guests chatted along and relaxed around busying themselves in various activities. Whole area was tastefully decorated with candles, diyas, lights, flowers and ornaments. Apart from eating and drinking, lot of small sections had been carved where people could play games like snooker, racing cars etc along with selling things made by various Khurana charities. In one corner dancing was going around to a DJ where many youngsters were shaking their leg together.

Tasha looked around wonderingly "Sasha, I mean mam, every Diwali Savitri madam throws this party and it is so extravagant but this time, it looks just even grander. Apart from employees from KC head quarter, there are so many big personalities who have been invited."

Sasha looked on dreamily wondering when and how can she catch MK's eyes "They are all SD madam's relatives and close friends. After all it is Khurana's standard. But where is MK in all this."

Sasha looked around finding HODs and lot of senior people along with some more familiar face but in terms of immediate family only SD, Pammi, Dev and Naintara were present. She wondered where MK was and why he had not joined the party yet.

In one of the rooms above, Meera put a black kajal spot behind Geet's ears as the final step after beauticians finished her makeup. Pinky who had been finally told what today was all about, gave an appreciative look as she put in another chip in her mouth. She had actually taken the news very well and was helping Meera and Daadima now with full gusto.

"Mujhe toh abhi tak vishwaas nahi ho raha tha ki our Geet is getting engaged to Maan sir but looking at you now, I know why? You look like a fairy Geet"

Geet blushed at Pinky's comment and looked herself in the mirror. She looked all pink starting from her cheeks down to the toes. A contrasting Green and Peacock blue chunni was set around her making her indeed look no less than a fairy. A small thought boomed in her head "Unhein kaisi lagungi mein..."

Just then her eyes met another pair of smouldering chocolate ones which were looking at her as if bewitched. Heat rose through her entire body at his unblinking gaze as he looked on at her from the door.

Meera and Pinky giggled at Maan's lost status and left them, going downstairs to enjoy the party.

Maan looked at her lovingly and held both her hands. She was so cold and slightly shivering with nervousness.

"You look out of this world today Geet...ek khubsurat khwaab ki tarah...my dream."

Blushing, she looked down but he didn't miss her anxiousness and little edginess.

"Relax Geet...I want you to enjoy this day because it is a very special day for us. It may just be a ceremony for this world but for me today I am going to claim you as my life partner...a truth which is already a fact.

You are already mine Jaan...hain na"

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Link - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=27ASuBNWBQQ

tere mere sapane, ab ek rang hain
woh jahaa bhee le jaaye raahe, hum sang hain

Geet continued to stare down absorbing his soothing words when he lifted her face by putting a finger under her chin

"I want to hear it from your mouth Geet. I love you Mishty. Our dreams, wishes, needs all are same. We are already married in heart...bola na"

She was so overwhelmed by the raw emotions in his eyes as she nodded her head. Hugging him by his waist she whispered in his ears "I am yours...I love you Maan"

Maan gave her a tight squeeze and they just stood silently soaking in the moment and the happiness it brought them. There was so much to feel and so much to express but sometimes words fails what one actually wants to say. In all the words of every language, there was none which could describe what they felt in that one moment. He dressed in a sherwani and she decked up almost as a bride. Together in each other's arms promising the dream of a lifetime together.

Heart was never going to satiate but then he wanted so much more. Inhaling scent of the orchid which adorned her hair, he parted to obseve her face...closely...very closely. Geet closed her eyes as he held her face in his hands, his fingers cupping her rosy cheeks. His warm breath caressed her face gently as he leisurly noted every pore, every curve, every indentation. That half moon forehead, those almond shaped eye lashes which covered her eyes, just that perfect nose which crinkled a little when she giggled...

Maan chuckled at the memory of her laughter as his eyes sloped down wards on her pink butter cheeks. The small mole...a very slight black dot near her left ear...calling out to him. Controlling his raging heart his eyes roamed to her chin and then up to her quivering lips. He wanted to taste her...infuse into her...somehow become part of her. But her closed eyes...ufff...they were stopping him. Her shyness was his undoing and right now that same shyness was flaming his ego. She had to look at him...love him with her eyes just the way he did.

"Geet ankhein kholo..."

She heard his voice. It was so different even for him. It had right but then submission too...how could she ignore him.

Her lashes fluttered and her love drugged hazels loved him...just the way his were looking down on her. He was so close...so near. She could see every hair of his stubble. Her hand moved on it's own accord to touch the brazenness of his cheeks...

Maan inhaled deeply as her finger tips glided on his cheek. None realised when her thumb gazed his M shaped upper lip. Her eyes widened just a little bit as his darkened a little more. Fire erupted inside as they both moved to the same goal...

Downstairs, SD finally took the centre stage grabbing everyone's attention.

"Thank you all for making this year another memorable one by gracing us with your presence on this Diwali function. Every year, this day symbolises the year of good health, prosperity and happiness which we have spent together and marks the beginning of another one to come by.

Also, I thank every employee of Khurana Construction who give their all and hope that their lives are filled with same joy which is filled in this house today. I also welcome all my friends and family members who have stood with me and has made this year memorable.

But in addition to this I have another very important announcement to make. All of you know that my eldest son, Maan is truly my pride. In spite of taking on the responsibility of business and this house in a very early age, he has never wavered from his morals, duties or respect for the elders of this house. He has taken the business and Khurana name to new heights with his hard work and labour. But with this responsibility has come the compromise on his personal life. My son did not get a chance to live his youth like his peers. He never had the freedom or the time.

For a long time hence, I wanted someone to hold his hand and fill this gap in his life. It has been my wish that he ties sacred knot of marriage. Off course till now he has given no heed to my wish but I am the happiest grandmother to state that now, finally he has decided to bring my bahu home.

In fact I won't be lying that in hindsight I am very happy that he discarded my wishes earlier as today he as chosen a girl whose love will echo in this house forever. She is a delicate flower whose beauty and fragrance has filled our hearts already with so much peace and happiness. Her simplicity, sincerity and honesty shines through her and I am lucky for her to have accepted to shower her love and affection on Maan and this house.

I know you all are surprised and can't wait anymore to meet the girl who has captured heart of not only Maan but the entire Khurana house. Please welcome Maan Singh Khurana with his fianc Geet who will be engaged formally today on this special occasion."

People around were completely shocked at the unexpected announcement and they looked in awe as a spotlight moved to the staircase where Maan stood, hand in hand with Geet.

Mostly all looked in awe at the the beautiful pair as they descended down. It looked like a magical moment and indeed most of the staff who knew Geet from office looked on amazingly at what seemed like a fairy tail coming true.

But then there were always few like Pammi and Sasha who burned in greed and jealousy seeing a mere nobody ruining all their plans.

Maan caressed Geet's hand gently with his thumb as they walked down the royal stairs. Geet looked at him as he blinked his eyes in reassurance. He knew that facing so many people can be quite daunting and he wanted to do everything possible to make her feel relaxed and less conscious.

Few people started clapping and soon the whole room burst out in applause as the couple reached on stage and took blessings of Daadima.

Meera came out with the rings on Daadima's signal. Maan asked for Anu who sat next to him as he took the ring first and put it on Geet's finger.

Meera was holding Geet's hand and even she felt the shiver as the ring was slipped in. Geet was completely overwhelmed as she realised how different this ceremony was from the one she has had once before too in her life. For just a moment her mind want back to the moment where she had her entire family next to her but all she felt was a little bit shyness as Teji had slipped the ring. She couldn't even compare that with this feeling of immense love she felt now. Today she was surrounded by those who cared and loved her even without any blood ties and were truly her own. And at the centre of it all was her Maan...her messiah...her prince charming who had come and completely engulfed her in his world of love.

mere tere dil kaa, tay thaa yek din milnaa
jaise bahaar aane par, tay hain fool kaa khilanaa
o mere jeewan saathee.. ..

Instinctively she held his fingers as they brushed past her hand after placing the ring. Maan looked at her as she looked on unabashedly with so much love in her eyes. Only when people clapped her gaze wavered and she looked down all red from embarrassment at her open expression of feelings.

Maan chuckled reading her eyes perfectly well and winked at her forwarding his hand...

"You can hold it Geet but only after you give me my ring."

People who were standing close enough to hear him hooted and whistled as Geet got all scarlet with shyness.

Geet took the gold band she had bought for Maan and placed it on his finger. This time he held her hand firmly and gently took to his lips and kissed the back of it, exactly on top of the ring he had just placed few minutes back.

People laughed and clapped around them but it was as if the entire world had melted away and they were alone standing in the hall. But, Maan's thoughts were broken as Meera took his hand and showed him the inscription shining at the bottom side of the band

"MishtyMaan"

tere dukh ab mere, mere sukh ab tere
tere ye do nainaa, chaand aaur suraj mere
o mere jeewan saathee.. ..

Meera moved away whispering that it was Geet's idea while Geet just waited for the verdict. Somehow knowing what he thought of it was important to her and she felt blissful as she saw the look of unadulterated happiness and love in his eyes.

"It means so much Mishty...thank you...mein hoon hi tumhaara Maan...Mishty Maan"

Maan didn't know how to express but he was deeply touched. His shy Geet was deflowering into such an expressive lover...her every gesture just brimmed with her feelings. She actually personalised their engagement band and the thought of how much love and effort she has put in it warmed his heart. She was opening up and he loved this Geet who expressed herself to him so lovingly.

Soon people started coming up to congratulate them and later Daadima took Geet with her to make her meet some friends and family while Maan went to meet his business associates.

Geet felt really happy the way Daadima introduced her to her circle. She was so proud of her and it clearly showed in the way she spoke

"Inse miliye yeh hai humari hone waali bahu..."

"Do you know Mrs. Kashyap, she is just nineteen and already she delivered a very important project in KC. Client had specifically asked for her..."

"You should see her dancing. I am running so many charities but without any experience also she conceptualised and organised such a wonderful event and if you had seen her dancing...and you should have seen Maan's face that day...it was clear he was seeing an angel..."

Geet was clearly flushed with all the praises Daadima was heaping on her while Pammi was busy in forwarding her own agenda.

"You know Mrs. Khan, my mother in law is a very big hearted person. That is why she accepted a widower as her would be daughter in law."

"I wonder why Geet's family also went against her after her husband's death. I am so worried for my son but then love is blind"

"Haanji, Geet was living in the hostel and works as Maan's secretary...now who knows what happened in office that Maan wants to marry a middle class girl. I personally feel your daughter is prefect for Maan Mrs Bhatti"

Soon enough people started talking. Maan's engagement was a big surprise for everyone and hence all wanted to talk about the new pair. Negative talks always spread like fire and they caught on even more vigorously as people started waging their tongues with so many questions floating around the girl who was unknown and not from their social standing.

Jealousy can be a powerful emotion. People like Sasha were burning in it already when many in the society joined them seeing someone else get what they wished they could have - be it status, money or love.

Geet was returning from washroom with Pinky, when she heard group of people talk amongst themselves -

"Bhai Khuaran's ki toh yehi reet hai...pehle Raj was married to a pauper and then now Maan. They marry their heirs to poor girls and then behave with them as they want. Raj married Pammi when Krishna got cancer and they just let her rot. Ab jiske na aage koi na koi peeche woh kya kahegi...same now this Geet."

Geet's felt a pang in her heart as she heard such bad words about Daadima and Maan. She wanted to just slap that woman but being intrinsically naive, she hurried to Daadima to talk to her

"Savitri, how can you agree Maan to marry a widower. Is she blackmailing Maan or Maan has some issue which you are hiding from this world"

"Rekha, stop it. Na mera Maan mein koi kami hai na Geet mein...tum Geet ko nahi jaanti...jaanti toh aisi baat kabhi nahi karti...she is a very good girl"

Tears welled in her eyes. These people were pointing fingers at Daadima and now at her Maan because of her. She was prepared...she knew they will say bad things about her but Maan...how could people think such bad things about those who had lived their whole life with their heads held high...

She ran towards one of the silent corners of the mansion as vile words kept on ringing in her head

"Maan has some issue... Bhai Khuaran's ki toh yeh reet hai"

Pammi smirked as she saw Geet hiding herself alone in a room. Heartlessly, she let her cry for some time before taking a glass of water to her

"Yeh kya Geet...tum yahan akele kyon ro rahi ho...let me call Maan"

Geet panicked and the mere thought of Maan seeing her like this was unbearable...he wanted this to be the happiest day of their life and how could she let him down...but those words just kept on booming in her head...

"Nahi Aunty please...unehin mat bulayega"

Pammi chuckled inside as she saw Geet not able to meet her eyes. She offered her water and then caressed her back with fake concern

"I can understand Geet. It is a different thing to visualise future and different to live it. I also heard the bad words people were saying. But how can I judge them when when even I also felt the same first when I found out about you. But after knowing you, i relaised how wrong I was.

I am part of this family and I know that you and Maan love each other a lot. But society is not part of the family Geet. The more people will come to know, the more they will talk.

Tum kis kis ko samjhaogi

Some will raise finger at you or your character and some will tarnish Maan's name.

Yeh baat yunhi toh khatam nahi hogi.

I am so worried about Maan's future. Soon his clients will know about this and if not all, few will question his character. They will wonder if you had physical relationship because of which Maan was forced to take such a step. They may not want to work with KC and this will have impact on business.

Khair, you don't worry. True love is not worried about money right. Business mein upar neeche toh hota rehta hai. Bas Maaji ki tabiyat thik rehni chaiye. Her all friends and associates are angry at her and questioning her wisdom. Ab Maaji ka dil bahut bada hai but not everyone can be like her na...such harsh words, I don't know how she will bear torture of seeing her husband's good name being tarnished in this age."

Geet sobbed loudly hearing Pammi's words. She could see all those things happening in front of her eyes as Pammi went on and on about how this relationship will impact Maan and Daadima

"Ro mat Geet. Nothing will be achieved by crying"

"Toh mein kya karoon aunty...mein kya karoon"

"Kehna toh nahi chaiye Geet but if there is anyone who can do anything about it then it's only you."

Geet looked wide eyed at the evil woman not able to comprehend her words

"Ji?"

"Yes Geet. No one knows you...who are you? You are so insignificant that if you went away from Maan's life, people will blame you and not Maan and Daadima. They will empathise with them and Khurana's honour will be saved. Life is a long journey Geet. Sooner or later Maan will move ahead and all these problems will go away. His business for which he has worked day and night and more importantly his Daadima's honour and health...sab kuch ab tumhaare haathon mein hai beta"

Geet was mortified even by the suggestion thrown by Pammi - "Aap mujhe yeh rishta todne ke liye keh rahi ahin?"

"No Geet, I am not asking you to do anything except to think. If you truly love Maan then you will yourself figure out what is best for him. Just do what you think is better for his future. I am sure your love will make you take the right decision. Yes, if you want any help in implementing your decision, then you can come to me. Don't think I am any stranger beta. I am also like your mother."

Meanwhile Maan was looking around for his Mishty. He had just finished his talk with one of the client when he realised Geet was nowhere to be seen.

"Pinky is back, so where is Geet?"

He was already missing her but was helpless as Daadima had escorted her. But now he wanted her next to him...

When he couldn't locate her after few minutes, he felt restless and started looking for her earnestly. Finding restroom empty, he walked back to the hall...

"Kahan ho tum jaan"

Sudden an unexplained anxiety gripped his heart and he immediately took his phone and dialled her number.

Geet jumped with a start as her phone stared ringing while Maan started following the faint voice of her ringtone.

He was surprised as he saw Pammi leaving from the room from where sound was coming. At his questioning looks she just looked apologetically

"She was a little upset so I was looking after her..."

She grinned evilly as she turned

"Mujhe kuch karne ki zaroorat kya hai Maan...ab jo bhi karna hai tumhaari Geet karegi..."

Maan rushed to Geet asking her what happened. She tried to avert but her upset demeanour was clearly visible to Maan and she knew he was not going to relent.

"Nahi kuch nahi...bas woh...kuch log baatein kar rahe the"

"Geet, I had told you na...people have right to think whatever they want, what is important is what we feel is right...hmmm. Tum mat dhyaan do...jo humare hain woh humein samjhenge...aur jo nahi samjh sakte unke bare mein kya sochna..."

laakh manaa le duniyaa, saath naa ye chhootegaa
aa ke mere haathon me, haath naa ye chhootegaa
O Mere Jiivan Saathii...

She wiped her tears seeing line of worry on his forehead.

Today was such an important day for them and she was spoiling it for him as well. Smiling she nodded and went out with him back the party hall; still thinking deeply about Pammi's words.

Maan could see that she was slightly lost but vowed to bring back that smile which reaches her eyes. He signalled to Adi, who announced a couple's dance with Maan leading the way.

Wrapped in his arms, he swayed her gently to the soft music. She was upset but there was nothing more he could say to let her know that what she meant to him...

"Geet...I love you Mishty...

Thank you so much for making me the happiest person in this world"

He crooned his feelings in her ears and his simple words thundered inside her soul. There was no facade just pure love shining in his eyes...in his every gesture. How could she let him down...how could she. She willed her heart and forgetting the whole world even if it was temporarily, she danced to his tune, smiling and with same feeling as his, echoing in her eyes.

Precap - Rang Jo Lagyo