With a glass of wine in his hand, he stood in one corner of the room glancing around the crowd not seemingly looking for anyone or anything in particular. He never enjoyed these kind of parties but never refused any such offer either. His dadima was most enthusiastic about parties and socializing and he only tagged along to keep her company. Lately, he had become accustomed to chance meetings. His most cherished friendships and biggest business deals had been an outcome of such events where he met people 'by chance'.
As he was glancing through the room, he skimmed through her and he immediately brought his attention back to where she was standing. She was with a bunch of girls that seemed to look like the bride's friends. He was never really captivated or mesmerized my beauty per se. Although the whole bunch was a beautiful lot, there was something about her that caught his attention.
She was dressed in what it looked like a saree to him, indo western style. The blouse was a layered tube top, and her bottom wasn't flaring, but hugged on her enhancing the shape of her hips. The pallu was a mere band made out of crumpled cloth wound around her neck which acted more like a stole than a saree pallu. Her hair was silky chocolate brown and long enough to come down to the end of her blouse. He was standing far from where she was, so he couldn't see the fine details of her face or the design of the jewelry she wore. He looked around her and spotted an acquaintance who was standing much closer to her, whom he suddenly wanted to talk to after all these years but was hesitant. He didn't know he would be caught off guard watching her like this when she suddenly looked in his direction. Their eyes met for a brief moment which was enough for him to muster all courage to go and talk to the fellow whose name he couldn't remember. As soon as he started to walk in her direction, dadima patted him on his shoulder. She was standing with someone whom she wanted to introduce to him. He looked back in her direction to find her gone. He cursed his luck for missing such an opportunity. He couldn't even ask any of her friends lest they start teasing him and so he left the venue dejected soon after.
A week later
He was in an elevator of a huge shopping mall when she walked in and stood right before him. His heart started beating faster as he recognized who had just walked in in front of him. He had been thinking about her all week and was getting more anxious to know who she was with each passing day. And now that she was in front of him, he didn't know what to do. She however seemed to have recognized him as she didn't acknowledge his presence nor looked up to him when she entered. More people entered the elevator and she was pushed behind only to collide into him. She looked up to him now and said sorry in a low voice before turning back. His heart stopped beating. He was hypnotized! Finally he got to see the fine features of her face and what took him captive were her eyes. She had turned her face in profile and looked at him with those big light brown eyes. As she was pushed against him, he couldn't help but take in her fragrance which was an exotic mix of her sweet scent and her shampoo. So taken was he with what he had just seen and felt, that he just stood still. In no time the elevator door opened and she walked out dropping her scarf behind her. He picked it up and as soon as he was about to follow her, the doors closed. He walked down to her floor and searched in every store but she seemed to have left from there.
A week later
He entered his usual music store to pick up some CDs and that's when he saw her again. She was listening to some music at one of the stations. Her eyes were closed, her hand was on the headphone that covered half her face, her head moving slowly with the music and she was humming along in a voice never heard before. Every time he 'met' her, she seemed to look so different. It was as if every time she revealed another secret of hers. He hid himself behind one of the pillars and saw her pay for the CDs she carried in her hand. She was digging for something in her bag at the door of the store when he noticed a piece of paper fall off and she soon left from there. Without a moment's delay he ran and picked up the paper which read "Geet" what he thought was her name and her phone number. He didn't call that number.
2 weeks later
He came to the store to find her again at the same place. This time he did not hide himself but rather he went and stood at the station next to hers. She gave him a brief look and went back to her humming. Soon he saw her leave, doing the same thing again, dropping a chit on the floor behind her. This time, however, she did not walk out the store immediately but stood a little further as if looking for more CDs. She noticed a small boy pick up the chit and she ran to him saying it was hers. She glanced around but he was nowhere to be seen. She thought maybe same thing happened last time, maybe he never got the chit. She then turned to leave only to bump into him. He held her wrist looking at the chit and said "I believe this was dropped for me".
Geet: How can you be so sure, Mr. Khurana?
She said that with the sweetest smile with a twinkle in her eye.
Surprised and beguiled as he was, he couldn't help the conversation that followed.
Maan: Aha, so you know me. And what else do you know about me?
Geet: Hmm let's see. For starters, your favorite shopping mall, and your favorite music store and..
Maan: And even the days and times when I visit these places? He said smiling now.
Geet: Let's say I like to do my homework well. :-)
Jaane Kisne - Shiamak Davar
Kiski Khusboo Hai
Meri Saanson Mein
Mehki Mehki Si
Jaani Jaani Si
Dil Tha Abhi Seene Mein
Isko
Churaya
Jaane Kisne
Kiski Surat Hai
Meri Aakhon
Main
Halki Halki Si
Pyari Pyari Si
Dil Tha Abhi Seene
Main
Isko Churaya
Jaane Kisne
Woh Kaun Hai Jiske Aahon
Ko Takti Hai Nazar
Woh Kaun Hai Jisne Kiya Hai Mujhko Khud Se
Bekhaabar
Woh Kaun Hai Hai Mere Pal Pal Mein Shamil Hai
Woh
Kaun Hai Jo Meri Manzil Hai
Woh Kaun Hai Jise Mein Sunna Chahta
Hoon Dekhna Chahta Hoon.
Mere Kaano Main
Goonjti Hai Jo
Meethi
Meethi Si Kiski Boli Hai
Dil Tha Abhi Seene Main
Isko Churaya
Jaane Kisne
Kiski Khusboo Hai
Meri Saanson Mein
Mehki
Mehki Si
Jaani Jaani Si
Dil Tha Abhi Seene Mein
Isko
Churaya
Ban Ke Saaya Mere Sang Rehta Hai Kaun
Maine Ye Na
Jana Kabhi
Aisa Na Tha Haal Mera
Haal Ye Mera Hua Hai Abhi
Woh
Khwab Hai Ya Haqeeqat Hai
Woh Jo Bhi Hai Meri Zaroorat
Hai
Zaroorat Hai
Kiski Khushbo Hai
Mehki Mehki
Si
Jaani Jaani Si
Dil Tha Abhi Seene Mein
Isko Churaya
Pyari
Pyari Si
Dil Tha Abhi Seeney Main
Isko Churaya Jaane Kisne
Jaane Kisne
Part 2: Tere Sang
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