PART 15
So here they were Pari, Mk, Sam, Azaan, Rahul, Niti & Geet. Their eyes had that silent battle ever since she entered the car. Like usual Geet maintained a low profile.
Rahul – Oh Geet sweet heart we really missed u she just lowered her gaze not missing those dark eyes that were piercing her through the rear view mirror.
Rahul – Oh Geet sweet heart we really missed u she just lowered her gaze not missing those dark eyes that were piercing her through the rear view mirror.
Sam sat next to Maan in the front. Rahul Niti & Asaan sat in the middle row while Geet & pari settled at the back. Initial few hrs was abt their argument of the songs to be played. Geet was lost looking out of the window. She kind of began to enjoy with them after learning their individual character. She knew Rahul was just flirtatious but was going steady with Niti. They indeed made a cute pair. She smiled every time they had those cute nokh-jhok & then usual making up.. she awed the way Niti waked him every now & then.
Azaan was little confusing. He was a good chef she knew that also he was close to MK & Sam. For Sam it was all abt Mk. Pari & her relation was sweet. Pari never questioned her for anything & just accepted her openly. Geet choice of cloths, her food options nothing ever mattered. Those couple of weeks they spend together brought them close. Pari spoke so much to her abt everything. Pari constantly kept in touch with Geet. Also told her all abt her love life, her fight convincing her parents for marrying an American. All the while Geet was there for her. They used to meet up at least once a month. Pari used to make it a point.
Umm.. Mk.. she looked at him briefly before settling back in her thoughts.. but his eyes caught her right then. She looked away like she was passing a glance but the glint in his eyes, the question in his eyes, the depth in his eyes.. she preferred not think abt it, not to ponder over. She was so cautiously avoiding him that she didn’t want to even think she didn’t actually know him by his first name. It was much easier not to think why he came to her place that day, not to think why he hated her so much at the first place, not to feel the brief contact of his lips on her virgin ones.. not to think if it meant anything more than a silencing act.. not to think why his eyes felt so close to her, why she always behaved uncontrolled infront of him.. vulnerable.. it was easy to leave those questions.. untouched!!! unanswered.. easier that way!
He adjusted the rear view mirror to get the sliding view of her face. The scarf she always wore around her neck that covered the most part of her hair, was now giving way. Letting the hair lose to dance with the breeze. Don’t know how he remembered its grown longer than wat he had seen earlier. He had to really think hard to remember when he actually saw them.. umm.. a smile teased his lips remembering the sight welcomed him every morning with the fresh fragrance. How could he forget the water droplets made him insanely thirsty. May be long hair would suit her better than.. boy cut or this blunt cut.. his thoughts were disturbed with Sam declaring a break at the next service area.
He pulled the car into the parking area. All of them came out & stretched themselves. Geet had dossed off resting her head on the window. Every one desperately needed a caffeine break. Some opted for coffee & some for coke. & he liked his black coffee.. kadvi like him.. thats wat Sam made a joke off.
He lazily walked back with his coffee while others took little longer, only to see her still a alseep. He slowly slipped into the back seat not able to resist .. his eyes were glued to the peaceful look on her face like hiding a storm with in. His hands itching to touch those curls. He didn’t know wat he was doing.. but before he could cares she almost jumped out her skin.. making him spill the pipping hot coffee on her. The burn she felt took some time sync into her tamed numb sense. Her eyes filled more instantly than herself, she blinked couple of times to plan her next course of action. Dammit u r burning alive he screamed dragging her outside looking for something cool to pour on her skin. She stepped away from him breaking his grip on her wrist.
Taking a deep breath. She carefully leaned away from her shirt that was drenched inside with the hot liquid. She pulled out a spare dress from her suitcase that was in the back of the car & walked to the wash room.
He madly ran his fingers through his hair. F!!! he kicked the wheel of the vehicle. What does she think of herself.. he couldn’t fathom the pain her eyes held unlike her blank expression. He had to know she was ok.. he had to know now.. he just rushed toward the wash room carrying the first aid kit from the car’s dash board.
Rahul, Azaan & others saw him rushing towards the washroom. Rahul teased – oyen wo ladies wash room all of them laughed walking towards the car .. mocking how desperate he would have been sam added how he was going to be beaten up now by the ladies.
It was not that usual crowded ladies room. He restlessly looked for her .. the sight he saw made him more restless. Geet was in her blue jeans & inners slowly cleaning her burned skin. She looked at his reflection at the mirror, his eyes were like drawing pain from her. She looked away holding the jacket to hide her sanity.
I was wearing the jacket. Jada kuch nahi huwa she said going behind a door of the toilet feeling odd. He just followed she gulped her saliva clutching her self closer. She knows there was no point fighting him. It never worked with him. He slowly turned her to face him. I can see that he stated sarcastically yet oozing pain in his words. He took the cold tissue from her hand, her lashes fluttered in shame not in shininess. Her breathing became raised not wanting to be touched by anyone. He gave an agonized glare, a restlessness in his eyes as if he was the one burning in pain. When his hands reached closer a tear escaped her eyes pushing him away with all her might. He got worried & pinned her at once and did his best to clean the burns that crossed upper part of the body. The burned skin became reddish as he applied the medicine. With a few gentle spells he covered most of the burns. Soon his thoughts wandered wat she would look in the throes of passion, the whips of love. It was first time ever he longed for someone like that. Yet it was not Geets femininity that appealed to him so much as it was her raw inner naivety, strength, innocence that he didn’t want to believe sustained in this mean world. And followed his gaze to the desirable, shamelessly gaping. The effect was so indescribable. Something new as he realized, nothing in him reject the thought. It did not bother him that he was with an opposite sex creature beyond his comfort zone.
I was wearing the jacket. Jada kuch nahi huwa she said going behind a door of the toilet feeling odd. He just followed she gulped her saliva clutching her self closer. She knows there was no point fighting him. It never worked with him. He slowly turned her to face him. I can see that he stated sarcastically yet oozing pain in his words. He took the cold tissue from her hand, her lashes fluttered in shame not in shininess. Her breathing became raised not wanting to be touched by anyone. He gave an agonized glare, a restlessness in his eyes as if he was the one burning in pain. When his hands reached closer a tear escaped her eyes pushing him away with all her might. He got worried & pinned her at once and did his best to clean the burns that crossed upper part of the body. The burned skin became reddish as he applied the medicine. With a few gentle spells he covered most of the burns. Soon his thoughts wandered wat she would look in the throes of passion, the whips of love. It was first time ever he longed for someone like that. Yet it was not Geets femininity that appealed to him so much as it was her raw inner naivety, strength, innocence that he didn’t want to believe sustained in this mean world. And followed his gaze to the desirable, shamelessly gaping. The effect was so indescribable. Something new as he realized, nothing in him reject the thought. It did not bother him that he was with an opposite sex creature beyond his comfort zone.
The moment she realized his grip loosened around her wrist that was tucked above her head she slapped him at once. Dur rahiyen aap mujhse she spoke in much agonized tone.
Thanks for the lovely comments
lots of love
muskan
Awesum update di…..
fantastic update
can’t how they fall for each other
awsm
Again Geet has slapped Maan.
Oh god wen will they start feeling for each other.
Continue soon.
AWESOME UPDATE ANOTHER SLAP BOY MAAN HAS HIS GIRLFRIEND SAM BUT HE CAN’T KEEP HIS HANDS OF GEET AND YOU ARE KILLING US WITH THE SUSPENSE IS MK HER HUSBAND PLEASE TELL US
Amazing update…..a
Second slap.fr maan from geet….
Juat curious to know is he the same maan who married geet n if he isthe very same why he facked his own death….
Superb update….
ufff… kia jadoo kia nasha….
Maan is following what??? his heart or his mind…. or its just a moment that attract him most di…
Y Geet face this.. his empowering over her sanity, feminity… naah…
its more than what… its also confusing like to Maan…
again its just a drive to pari wedding place, cant wait what hapen then when their moments get more getting closer… awesum update di…
other than slapping or kissing/ touching…
thnx di for this update …. but I also want kashmakash, DA & DJ….
excellent hanging by a thread waiting for next maybe another maaneet kiss
awesome update di.
u know ur update calm the wild lava in me lol
please next part soon di n waiting for kashmakash