She walked towards the basket and chose a good ball with a high bounce by dribbling a few of them. When she found the right one, she dribbled it towards the court and practiced her half-court and full-court shots, crossover dribble, between-the-legs move, finger-roll shot (all basketball terms) and so on. She was enjoying something heartly after so many days!
Now Maan was at his regular basketball practice session in the indoor court of the same sports club. He was a member there! Say it lucky or unlucky..he was there today. He looked at his watch…8:20 pm. His mates were already leaving. He decided to get back home before dadi calls him.
He was wearing his “branded” sports shoes, black track pants and his black vest…his muscular body dripping in sweat. His just pulled on is track tee-shirt and carried his bag and walked outside.
He looked at the sky….rain clouds already covering the beautiful night sky. He looked around, no one was there. He sighed and walked towards his car. Just when he was about to reach his car, he heard the dribbling of a ball.
Strange…he wondered…who could be doing that? his curiosity made him walked towards the other side of the building following the sound of bounce!
He walked towards towards the court only to find what his eyes would never believe! At first, he wasn’t able to see her face…all he knew that a girl was playing alone. He got even more curious with the perfection in her moves and walked closer. His eyes were fixed on a finger-roll shot that she was trying with the ball. She rotated the ball in the index finger of one of her hands and just when she was about to shoot it passing it through her right, a familiar voice just checked her.
Maan was too lost in her moves and shots. When he saw her passing the ball through her right, he just had a strange urge to stop her!
Maan: NO….you should try it from your left side. Chances of scoring is better!
Geet (while turning): what???
Maan had been standing there and watching her in awe when her face got covered by her long curly hair. He wondered who she was!
Maaneet (together): TUM???
Geet (shouting too): pehle ye bataiye…AAP yahan kya kar rahe hain?
Maan recalled her words of not knowing how to play basketball….she lied to him…grrr why the hell did she lie to him? Theres one thing that Maan Singh Khurana absolutely hates…LIES!
He walked closer and closer to him and she was busy comprehending what was he intending to do! Still, she stood with confidence. She would not get weak…she had promised herself.
He threw his bag aside and walked into the court. She stood there holding the ball in both her hands, directly looking into her eyes.
Maan: so, why did you lie about basketball?
Maan (sternly): why did you lie about basketball?
She snapped back – because I didn’t want to hurt your so called EGO by defeating you!
Maan (mean eyes): defeat and me??? Have you just seen yourself? In no ways you look like a player!
But geet was someone so different he had ever met. His looks never affected her only! And he was kind of thoughtful about that….and seriously, he hated that attitude of hers.
Maan walked a bit closer to her…their face mere inches away! But that never seemed to bother either of them!
Kawaii *thinks* if they just stop trying to find out reasons to hate each other, then probably this closeness would be able to do something to them! But…sigh….in dono ka kuch nahi ho sakta!
Both looked straight into each other’s eyes!
Maan: theek hai…iska faisla hum iss match ke baad kar lenge!
Maan gave her an evil smile and walked to get the ball.
Maan threw the ball in the air and both jumped to get hold of it.she was also wearing a sports shoe to her luck…which helped her in the match!
Maan caught the ball first and kept dribbling around towards the basket as geet tried to get possession of the ball. maan was very smooth with his moves and dodged her swiftly.
Geet again tried to snatched the ball while Maan dribbled it across his legs. She was just behind him. In the next moment, he held the ball in his hand and ran to score.
He was so sure of getting a basket…but all his excitement was short-lived. He found no geet behind him. He looked around but there was no geet. He then turned towards the basket only to see her jumping high and preventing the ball from falling into the basket!
Damn….she is too quick—he thought! He had underestimated her. Now geet held the ball and smiled. Now it was her turn!
Maan and geet stood agagin in the middle of the court for another long match. Both were panting!
Maan: umm..not bad Ms. Attitude!
Both looked up at the dark sky and at each other…probably co-relating their current meeting with that of their first meeting in the same wet conditions! But this time situation was different. Both wanted to make sure the other one tastes the dirt!and this rain could never deter their determination.
Maan just took off his shirt and threw it aside. He was now wearing his trademark vest. Even geet was feeling uncomfortable with her long scarf. So even she took it off and threw it aside!
Oh man, he just couldn’t stop looking at her now! Throwing away her scarf actually revealed much of her features. He slender long neck…water droplets crawled from her forehead to her nose, to the lips and slid down her beautiful milkey white neck and travelled further down till it disappeared into her clothes above her bosom!
Maan’s gaze could do nothing but travel with the droplet. Her already fitting shirt stuck to her skin making each and every curve of her bosy even more prominent!
His gaze intensified and travelled further down towards her much revealed belly button and the flesh around it that was visible due to her short shirt!
Geet couldn’t understand what he was gazing at so intently. Gosh, she is waiting for him to start the match and here he is…lost somewhere!
Kawaii *looking up* chi chi Babaji…kya bol raha hain Maan? When he has met her the 1st time when they were young, he thought she was cut!! And when they met…what does he think now…she is SEXY….chi chi babaji..its disgusting! Babaji..yeh Maan pagal ho gaya hain! Kawaii *faint*…*thud*
Geet was still wondering where he was lost! Rain caught speed but Maan’s gaze was still hovering around her! Geet was already irritated with his rude attitude….and now his ignorance…that was enough to make her angry…so very angry! She looked here and there trying to figure out what he is looking at. She even loked up and down but failed to realize! And finally her patience snapped!
Geet (shouting angrily):Aap aise kya dekh rahe hain?
Maan snapped out of his dreamworld…OMG did he get caught? He felt embarrassed and frustrated at his own thoughts! Oh God, he is supposed to hate her and not dream about her!!!!