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Hello All, My very first post in the forum. I am Yash.
I am writing a small scene on what I want when Maan and Geet meet now. The scene starts from Geet leaving the khurana house. Hope you all like it. 😊
Part 1: The meeting
Geet
was standing and crying thinking about all that happened..She could not
believe that all that she had was lost in these few hours. She did not
know where to go, what to do. She was standing helpless in the cold dark
night, shivering away in her lehenga.
Just then she heard a car
come close by and stop. She was scared. How foolish of her to have
wandered off into the night. If only she had been able to talk to Maan
before. She felt scared now. She started walking fast, to avoid meeting
whomsoever who had taken the liberty to get of the car.
This
place was deserted and she remembered the last time she had ventured out
late into the night. Memories brought back the images of Maan and how
he had saved her from those goons who had tried to act smart. The
footsteps grew closer. Her heartbeat was quickening, sweat was forming
upon her brow. She started running faster and faster not turning back to
see who was following her, deeper into the woods. The person was very
close, his footsteps rustling on the dried leaves on the floor of the
woods. She hid behind a tree to avoid the person, hoping he would miss
her and walk away. The footsteps seemed to suddenly stop. No noise,
except for the sound of the breeze and the creaking of the insects. She
could hear her own breath. As seconds ticked by, she felt this stranger
had left, unable to find her. She felt calmer, saner. As her heartbeat
returned to normal, she slowly came out of her hiding, just as a hand
pulled her back!!
She turned around to see who pulled her. Maan...she said. Aap?? He looked angry and irritated.
He
pulled her up against him and growled, "What the hell were you
thinking? What happened to you within a few hours that you decided to
walk out on me? Did you think about me even for one second? No you dont,
you never think, because thats just you. You always act before you even
start thinking. And forget me, what about yourself. Do you have any
idea what all could have gone wrong? if I hadnt found you, what would
have happened? Have you any idea? Do you know this is not Hoshiarpur
that you just walk away wherever you want"."
The look of
absolute disbelief and happiness on her face, was having the slow effect
of calming him down. He could see the tears build up in her eyes are
they were just about to spill out. Just as a tear started to stream down
her face, he couldnt take it anymore. "Geet please dont cry. Please I
cannot see you cry". The tears started to pour now. She couldnt control
it anymore. She just held on to him and let herself cry her heart out.
Her whole world which seemed to have crashed around her, seemed to have
suddenly picked itself up as she realized, no matter what He will never
leave her and go. He would never let her leave him. He would go to the
ends of the world looking for her if necessary, but she and he were
meant to be.
He couldnt understand what was happening. One minute
she was running away from him, the very next she saw him and was happy
and now she was crying her heart out. She was holding on to him as if
she never wanted to let him go. He would never be able to understand
this woman. But he figured something drastic had happened that made her
behave the way she did. She had seemed radiant in love this evening. She
was being her naughty self playing hide and seek with him. What had
gone wrong? He remembered, she seemed agitated when she came to talk to
him before he got ready. He had attributed it to general pre-engagement
jitters, considering her past. She had said she met Dev. Why was she so
upset meeting Dev? And when he had mentioned that Dev was his brother,
she was seemed shocked. There was something wrong here. Why didnt he see
it before. He cursed himself.
Geet was still holding on to him.
She felt exhausted, but she didnt want to let go. She had never before
realized how much Maan had become an integral part of her life. Her
heart had literally stopped when she had heard he never wanted to hear
from her and now when she saw him standing in front of her, she didnt
want anything more but to be with him. His arms around her made her feel
secure. She could hear his heart beat. They were beating with a natural
rhythm. She felt calmer now. The world around them had stopped. It was
just them with the sounds of hearts beating together that she heard.
Maan
tightened his arms around her. He wanted her to know that he was not
going anywhere. Her arms were around his shoulders. Her head snuggled
against his chest. She nuzzled against him. He could feel her breath
against his skin. Her cheek grazed against his skin as she enjoyed the
bliss in his arms. This game of comforting was threading dangerous
grounds now. She didnt realize but her innocent actions were beginning
to weave desire in his brain. He couldnt help but respond by bringing
her closer and closer till there was no distance left to cover.
She
sighed...hmmmm. "Geet" his voice was strained. "Are you ok?" "Mmmmm"
she murmured as she dropped her arms slowly from his shoulder to wrap
them around him. She felt so content. If only this moment would last
forever.
God, this was torture. Why did she do that? If only
she knew what she was doing to him. He was losing control. He could feel
every inch of her crushed against him.
Maan he told himself,
behave yourself. You cannot be thinking along those lines. She just
needs to be comforted. You need to find out whats wrong with her, why
she walked away from the engagement. Focus on the situation at hand.
She
could feel his heartbeat quickening. His breath no longer seemed
steady. It was coming out in quick short gasps. What was happening? she
thought. Did she do something wrong? Did Maan feel uncomfortable? Was
she holding him too tight, maybe for too long? Maybe she should let go.
She did feel much better now, relaxed. But she didnt want to let go.
She
didnt want to, but she started to relax her hold, slowly gliding her
arms around him, pulling out. He felt her letting go of him slowly. But
even this action was laced with sensuality. Much against his will he had
to relax his hold. She moved out of his hold slightly to look up at him
through her tear streaked face. She looked so beautiful and vulnerable,
he thought. How can someone who had been crying their heart out look so
lovely. God I love her so much. How could I have even let her out of my
sight. I should never have agreed on this whole public engagement
affair. What we had that night when she told me her heart's desire is
more than enough for the two of us for the rest of our lives. I should
have spoken to dadi and explained to her about this whole thing being
unnecessary.
He seemed to be lost in thought, but he was looking
at her like he had just discovered his lost treasure. What was he
thinking. There was a slight frown on his brow, but his lips seem to be
smiling." I wish I could read his mind" thought Geet. Maybe she should
break this silence. She lowered her eyes wondering what to say now. Why
wont he say something. "Maan aap" she started. "Geet tum" he began. As
usual they had begun to speak together like always. She smiled and
looked up at him. He too was smiling now.
"Aap keh rahe the?" Geet said. "Nahi tum bolo" Maan prodded.
"Woh
mein....woh..." she didnt know what to say. How should she begin. All
of a sudden she seemed to be at a loss for words. "Haan Geet,
bolo...bolo na" prodded Maan gently as he tilted her face up with his
finger under her chin. Geet looked up into his eyes and completely lost
track of what she even planned to say. His pupils had dilated, his voice
had turned to a slow soft growl. His fingers grazing against her chin
was making the hair on her skin stand up. She shivered. She was losing
herself to his eyes and his voice. "Geet" he murmured as he drew her
closer by wrapping his other arm around her waist to pull her closer.
His palm touched her bare back and rested on her waist. They were cold,
but she loved the feel of them against herself. She let herself be drawn
into this vortex of senses. She felt the need to hold him again. She
brought her arm up against him and placed her palms on his shoulder. His
face was inching closer and closer. The moon was throwing shafts of
light on his face intermittently. Her heart beat quickened. She found it
difficult to breathe normally. She parted her lips in anticipation as
his face drew close till their lips were just about to touch. Her eyes
closed involuntarily and she waited.
She was holding on to him to
him tightly, her eyes were closed and her lips had parted in
invitation. Maan smiled. Though it was not his intention, he had made
her feel the same sense of desire that she had in him a few minutes ago.
How do we do this to each other? How do we lose track of everything
else around ourselves and remember only each other? How is that just a
touch, a glance, a graze of the fingers evokes these sensations within
us?
He wanted nothing more than to just touch those lips of hers
with his. He had been waiting for this forever. Earlier in manali, when
the opportunity had presented he had felt that she needed to be
convinced that this relationship of theirs was for a lifetime, before he
made the move. Yet again today, despite his deeper urgings he felt that
he needed to deal with the problem at hand and find out her reason of
disappearance. He had spent a long time convincing her that he was going
to stand by her for the rest of her life and be there for her always.
It had taken him long to convince her that her past didnt matter to him.
If today he gave into his desire, he would be neglecting his promise of
sharing her pain and hurt and he knew he could not do this.
"Geet" Maan murmured. She opened her eyes, they seemed to be surprised, laced
with a tinge of disappointment. "Tum aaj mujhe akele chod kar yaha kyun
aayi?"
I am writing a small scene on what I want when Maan and Geet meet now. The scene starts from Geet leaving the khurana house. Hope you all like it. 😊
Part 1: The meeting
Geet
was standing and crying thinking about all that happened..She could not
believe that all that she had was lost in these few hours. She did not
know where to go, what to do. She was standing helpless in the cold dark
night, shivering away in her lehenga.
Just then she heard a car
come close by and stop. She was scared. How foolish of her to have
wandered off into the night. If only she had been able to talk to Maan
before. She felt scared now. She started walking fast, to avoid meeting
whomsoever who had taken the liberty to get of the car.
This
place was deserted and she remembered the last time she had ventured out
late into the night. Memories brought back the images of Maan and how
he had saved her from those goons who had tried to act smart. The
footsteps grew closer. Her heartbeat was quickening, sweat was forming
upon her brow. She started running faster and faster not turning back to
see who was following her, deeper into the woods. The person was very
close, his footsteps rustling on the dried leaves on the floor of the
woods. She hid behind a tree to avoid the person, hoping he would miss
her and walk away. The footsteps seemed to suddenly stop. No noise,
except for the sound of the breeze and the creaking of the insects. She
could hear her own breath. As seconds ticked by, she felt this stranger
had left, unable to find her. She felt calmer, saner. As her heartbeat
returned to normal, she slowly came out of her hiding, just as a hand
pulled her back!!
She turned around to see who pulled her. Maan...she said. Aap?? He looked angry and irritated.
He
pulled her up against him and growled, "What the hell were you
thinking? What happened to you within a few hours that you decided to
walk out on me? Did you think about me even for one second? No you dont,
you never think, because thats just you. You always act before you even
start thinking. And forget me, what about yourself. Do you have any
idea what all could have gone wrong? if I hadnt found you, what would
have happened? Have you any idea? Do you know this is not Hoshiarpur
that you just walk away wherever you want"."
The look of
absolute disbelief and happiness on her face, was having the slow effect
of calming him down. He could see the tears build up in her eyes are
they were just about to spill out. Just as a tear started to stream down
her face, he couldnt take it anymore. "Geet please dont cry. Please I
cannot see you cry". The tears started to pour now. She couldnt control
it anymore. She just held on to him and let herself cry her heart out.
Her whole world which seemed to have crashed around her, seemed to have
suddenly picked itself up as she realized, no matter what He will never
leave her and go. He would never let her leave him. He would go to the
ends of the world looking for her if necessary, but she and he were
meant to be.
He couldnt understand what was happening. One minute
she was running away from him, the very next she saw him and was happy
and now she was crying her heart out. She was holding on to him as if
she never wanted to let him go. He would never be able to understand
this woman. But he figured something drastic had happened that made her
behave the way she did. She had seemed radiant in love this evening. She
was being her naughty self playing hide and seek with him. What had
gone wrong? He remembered, she seemed agitated when she came to talk to
him before he got ready. He had attributed it to general pre-engagement
jitters, considering her past. She had said she met Dev. Why was she so
upset meeting Dev? And when he had mentioned that Dev was his brother,
she was seemed shocked. There was something wrong here. Why didnt he see
it before. He cursed himself.
Geet was still holding on to him.
She felt exhausted, but she didnt want to let go. She had never before
realized how much Maan had become an integral part of her life. Her
heart had literally stopped when she had heard he never wanted to hear
from her and now when she saw him standing in front of her, she didnt
want anything more but to be with him. His arms around her made her feel
secure. She could hear his heart beat. They were beating with a natural
rhythm. She felt calmer now. The world around them had stopped. It was
just them with the sounds of hearts beating together that she heard.
Maan
tightened his arms around her. He wanted her to know that he was not
going anywhere. Her arms were around his shoulders. Her head snuggled
against his chest. She nuzzled against him. He could feel her breath
against his skin. Her cheek grazed against his skin as she enjoyed the
bliss in his arms. This game of comforting was threading dangerous
grounds now. She didnt realize but her innocent actions were beginning
to weave desire in his brain. He couldnt help but respond by bringing
her closer and closer till there was no distance left to cover.
She
sighed...hmmmm. "Geet" his voice was strained. "Are you ok?" "Mmmmm"
she murmured as she dropped her arms slowly from his shoulder to wrap
them around him. She felt so content. If only this moment would last
forever.
God, this was torture. Why did she do that? If only
she knew what she was doing to him. He was losing control. He could feel
every inch of her crushed against him.
Maan he told himself,
behave yourself. You cannot be thinking along those lines. She just
needs to be comforted. You need to find out whats wrong with her, why
she walked away from the engagement. Focus on the situation at hand.
She
could feel his heartbeat quickening. His breath no longer seemed
steady. It was coming out in quick short gasps. What was happening? she
thought. Did she do something wrong? Did Maan feel uncomfortable? Was
she holding him too tight, maybe for too long? Maybe she should let go.
She did feel much better now, relaxed. But she didnt want to let go.
She
didnt want to, but she started to relax her hold, slowly gliding her
arms around him, pulling out. He felt her letting go of him slowly. But
even this action was laced with sensuality. Much against his will he had
to relax his hold. She moved out of his hold slightly to look up at him
through her tear streaked face. She looked so beautiful and vulnerable,
he thought. How can someone who had been crying their heart out look so
lovely. God I love her so much. How could I have even let her out of my
sight. I should never have agreed on this whole public engagement
affair. What we had that night when she told me her heart's desire is
more than enough for the two of us for the rest of our lives. I should
have spoken to dadi and explained to her about this whole thing being
unnecessary.
He seemed to be lost in thought, but he was looking
at her like he had just discovered his lost treasure. What was he
thinking. There was a slight frown on his brow, but his lips seem to be
smiling." I wish I could read his mind" thought Geet. Maybe she should
break this silence. She lowered her eyes wondering what to say now. Why
wont he say something. "Maan aap" she started. "Geet tum" he began. As
usual they had begun to speak together like always. She smiled and
looked up at him. He too was smiling now.
"Aap keh rahe the?" Geet said. "Nahi tum bolo" Maan prodded.
"Woh
mein....woh..." she didnt know what to say. How should she begin. All
of a sudden she seemed to be at a loss for words. "Haan Geet,
bolo...bolo na" prodded Maan gently as he tilted her face up with his
finger under her chin. Geet looked up into his eyes and completely lost
track of what she even planned to say. His pupils had dilated, his voice
had turned to a slow soft growl. His fingers grazing against her chin
was making the hair on her skin stand up. She shivered. She was losing
herself to his eyes and his voice. "Geet" he murmured as he drew her
closer by wrapping his other arm around her waist to pull her closer.
His palm touched her bare back and rested on her waist. They were cold,
but she loved the feel of them against herself. She let herself be drawn
into this vortex of senses. She felt the need to hold him again. She
brought her arm up against him and placed her palms on his shoulder. His
face was inching closer and closer. The moon was throwing shafts of
light on his face intermittently. Her heart beat quickened. She found it
difficult to breathe normally. She parted her lips in anticipation as
his face drew close till their lips were just about to touch. Her eyes
closed involuntarily and she waited.
She was holding on to him to
him tightly, her eyes were closed and her lips had parted in
invitation. Maan smiled. Though it was not his intention, he had made
her feel the same sense of desire that she had in him a few minutes ago.
How do we do this to each other? How do we lose track of everything
else around ourselves and remember only each other? How is that just a
touch, a glance, a graze of the fingers evokes these sensations within
us?
He wanted nothing more than to just touch those lips of hers
with his. He had been waiting for this forever. Earlier in manali, when
the opportunity had presented he had felt that she needed to be
convinced that this relationship of theirs was for a lifetime, before he
made the move. Yet again today, despite his deeper urgings he felt that
he needed to deal with the problem at hand and find out her reason of
disappearance. He had spent a long time convincing her that he was going
to stand by her for the rest of her life and be there for her always.
It had taken him long to convince her that her past didnt matter to him.
If today he gave into his desire, he would be neglecting his promise of
sharing her pain and hurt and he knew he could not do this.
"Geet" Maan murmured. She opened her eyes, they seemed to be surprised, laced
with a tinge of disappointment. "Tum aaj mujhe akele chod kar yaha kyun
aayi?"
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