Category Archives: ~Abhi Nahin Aana~

“WHEN we two parted

In silence and tears,

Half broken-hearted

To sever for years,

Pale grew thy cheek and cold,

Colder thy kiss;

Truly that hour foretold

Sorrow to this.

The dew of the morning

Sunk chill on my brow–

It felt like the warning

Of what I feel now.

Thy vows are all broken,

And light is thy fame:

I hear thy name spoken,

And share in its shame…”

(extract from Byron)

“I sit alone in the chill of night

In search of Love that held me tight.

Thinking of reasons, of excuses and seasons

That Tore You apart from My horizon.

My vision blurred with endless tears

Can you not see those twinkling pearls?

Come back Come Back to me my love

I beg and cry till I can no more…”

(Extract from one of my own poems)

Come Fall In Love Once Again…

I Bring You my 4th ff on our epic Maan and Geet on a very different Journey Altogether.

The story is simple… like any other… it has no special characters or tracks…just a normal one but with a little sophisticated characters.

Do support me in this new journey as always.


can’t believe this is finally coming to an end!!!Ouch

@idunno: gud to see u back here after a long time. and thanks for tht message as well. My holidays are on and i didn’t want everyone to wait for long.
and yes.. i don’t force readers because its their choice and their whim whether they want to read or not. i write regularly coz i love writing and for those
who wait eagerly for the updates! Its okay if i get less likes…I am satsifed with myself!

@shruthe di: yeps thats the crazy maan and geet of ANA for you. thank u so much for putting sense in my brain when i wanted to quit writing ANA.
otherwise i wouldn’t have enjoyed being this evil to you. lol. ok on a serious note, can i hug u?? *hugggsss* thank u.. for bearing me and all those banner
demands for every other update. (shit! this was lesser madness than Parineeta… if i write more, be prepared to jhelofy me)Big smile

@sdlife19: yes its GH who is giving up everything…her career, her million dollar property..everything just to be his. Like i always said, she is crazy about him..
she just doesn’t show it. now its high time she shows what she really is.

@muski di: ty di… yes it was a burden on her and she just wants to be normal right now. thank u so much for commenting.

thank u so much for the lovely comment. she is just fine… of course maan is there…she has to be fine.

@mani24: thanks a lot for such lovely comnts darling. they r always a treat to read.


Avantika sighed, “are you willing to marry him and take up this whole responsibility of this relationship on yourself?”

She gaped at avantika as if she had seen a ghost. She couldn’t believe what she was hearing. Was it for real?

Avantika smiled a bit and then put on a stern face, “this still doesn’t change my opinion on you.. but i want to give myself and Nisha a chance to trust you… and that is why i am giving you a chance… will you?”

She just couldn’t believe it. Happiness coursed through her..even after all her madness, she was willing to give her a chance… she painfully recalled the two times that she had walked out on him. But god was kind enough to give her another surrender herself eternally to him… and she would not spoil it this time. She would go to any extent to see him happy. She nodded through her tears and rushed inside, eager to tell him that they will be getting married.


She barged in only to see him sitting with nisha, worried about something. He stood up immediately seeing her. she blinked away her tears, unable to hold that much happiness in her fists.

“geet… kya hua tumhe?”, he wondered if she was hurt. But she just ran to him and hauled herself in his arms, “i love you…i love you..i love you a lot maan… i love you…”

Nisha, avantika and sasha watched them with a smile on their lips, as geet clung to maan like  a baby repeating her words. He cradled her head, “bolo na..kya baat hain?”

She wiped her tears, smiling and knelt in front of him with a wide smile on her lips, “i know i am crazy, mad, senseless and what not… may be selfish and hot headed. But even with all this flaws, I, Geet Handa, Propose Maan Singh Khurana to Marry… will you marry me maan?”

Oh god..this was probably the first time happening in history. Instead of maan…she was on her knees, asking him to marry her!! oh god…he didn’t even know how to react. Was it a dream? He stood there flabbergasted with her on her knees.

She made a baby face when he couldn’t recover from the moment of speechlessness, “maan.. kuch tho bolo.. my knees are hurting..”

Ohh god… it was as real as it could get. He had tears in his eyes as he lifted her up and hugged her tightly. He didn’t speak a word..he just held her and let his tears tell her how much happy he was.


They ordered dinner from outside and kept on speaking about the arrangements to be done. Geet and maan both wanted a simple wedding with only the family members. They had been tied together long back..marriage was just a formality. They had a long discussion yet they just couldn’t wait to be left alone.

The moment everyone left, he backed her up against the wall and kissed her right on her lips madly. She giggled feeling him so happy today.  All he needed was just her in his life and nothing else. She gasped when she felt him rip her shirt and cup her globes in his large hands.

“maan… what are you doing?”, she asked, laughing.

He broke the kiss and looked at her seriously, “what??”

“you were so much into following the doctor right? Ab kya hua?”, she asked naughtily.

He bit her lips, making her moan and looked at her wickedly, “who said i was going to make love to you?”

Her smile vanished as she looked at him confused. He laughed and carried her to their room, “i have other things to do as well..”

 She never knew his other things’ was so passionate. He kissed her like a mad person, touched her like never before, making her sigh..and then scream in pleasure. He was extremely gentle on her, giving her enough time to adjust and enjoy him. His tongue relished every bit of her skin, making her ticklish. She felt heavenly lying under him and seeing his eyes flicker in happiness.

The next day, he stood by the door of their farmhouse  frowning. Nisha took her away saying bride and groom needed to stay separate until their marriage. Geet giggled and walked away, showing him attitude while he snorted in anger until avantika called him home for the preparations.



She sat by the mirror, adoring her mehendi. It was the day of her marriage and she was all ready, waiting for her maan to come and take her. nisha placed the last piece of pin of her head, fixing the dupatta. She kissed her forehead, “you are truly looking like a princess today.”

Geet shied… that red hue on her cheeks were so prominent today. She watched herself in her bridal attire in the mirror and blushed. Maan will be so shocked to see her like this.. she placed her hand on the mirror, over her reflection and smiled…it was indeed a dream. She was living a dream now. Suddenly something struck and she turned to nisha, “chachi.. Ana kahan hain?”

Nisha sighed and cupped her face, “geet.. tell me honestly, is something wrong between you and ana? She came just yesterday and you two haven’t even spoken a bit… ?”

Geet smiled and nodded, ” yes chachi.. everything is fine. I just want to talk to her for once…”

Nisha sighed and let her go. She was worried about the sisters. She didn’t know what was happening.. but nevertheless she followed geet who went to her room first, got something and then headed to ana’s room. Geet knocked and entered her room. Ana was getting ready.


Ana was surprised to learn that maan and geet would be marrying. She was happy for she knew they were always meant to be together. She had that momentary feeling of love for someone who could never be hers. She didn’t know how to speak to geet, especially after she had been so rude to her. she knew geet had undergone a lot…and she wanted to see her happy. She turned towards her and both the sisters stood silently for a while, looking at each other.

Geet was so happy to see ana after so long. Even in all her troubles, she had never let ana feel that something wasn’t right. She never forgot to fill her fees, credit her account and do every needful.

“you are looking so beautiful ana…”, geet broke the silence. Stepping ahead, she made her sit in front of the dresser, and started combing her hair. Ana felt so choked with emotions right now. After all she did, geet still loved her.

“you are looking prettier di… its your day today..“, she managed to voice out.

Geet sighed and pulled her up to stand, “ana.. i have something for you…”

“what?”, ana asked excited for she knew geet always had the best of the choices.

Geet smiled and handed her some files, “here… they belong to you…”

“what are these?”, ana quickly opened the files and browed through them. She stood shocked at what she saw. She went numb…her eyes widened and she gaped at geet, astonishingly, “ sab kya…”

Geet smiled and cut her, “its yours Ana…everything is yours..”

Ana still couldn’t digest it, “but di.. i can’t manage… you own it.. you made it at the top i…i just can’t…”

“I was not the right person to handle this in the first place .. it was a wrong choice perhaps. You are the owner now.. and i know you will be a much better CEO than me..i can see it .. You will flourish.. and unlike me, you will go very far…”

Ana felt so guilty about her behaviour. She cried and hugged geet, “am so sorry di.. i was being too selfish… am so sorry please mujhe maaf kar do… am sorry..”

Geet smiled through her tears…this is what she will cherish in her life now… her love for maan, for her sister, her family! Nisha stood there by the door, watching the sisters. She couldn’t believe geet could be so mature. She handed all the property papers to Ana..not even a bit of it she claimed it as hers. May be she was right… she was not the right person.  She wiped her tears when sasha came running to inform that maan had already arrived.

“girls.. please stop crying now. Geet..chal beta… maan is already here..”

Geet blushed and looked down as ana teased her..and sasha did too. It was a small affair but meant a whole lot of happiness for everyone. Sasha and ana teased her all the way down to the mandap. She was all red and pink and maan’s gaze just stuck to her like a magnet. She sat beside him and dared to lift her head to meet his gaze. He just seemed numb to everything else but her.

Time seemed to slow down for both of them as they took phere. They were crazy about each other and now, they had all the more right to be mad. Their love reflected in the way they looked at each other, held each other’s hands or walked round the fire. Their hearts had been tied together from the very beginning itself… this was just a worldly formality for them.

The moment the ceremony got over, he lifted her in his arms and walked off, fulfilling his promise that he had made to her–to take her away from everything… to a place where there made their own world with their love and their family.



She finished with the appointment with her doctor and sighed in relief. This was the last check up..finally! maan had taken her back to London the very next day they got married and got her schedule for her entire check up. Dr Richard monitored her health and wanted time to monitor every aspect of her cognitive skills and mental stress. Maan was keeping busy with his work while she was stuck with the doctors. It was going to be two months to their wedding and this man had hell lot of self control. He wouldn’t go against the doctor’s advice. She had tried to lure him to bed but he was always very careful with her. they did have their scintillating moments but he would always hold back saying he needed her to be alright first. She had fought with him..and actually enjoyed fighting with her husband. She had changed from an arrogant impulsive young girl to a very mature woman but she didn’t mind irritating him or waiting for him till late nights in their room, doing nothing but space out. But since her rounds to the hospital was finally done, she made up her mind to finally break that f*cking self control of his. She was Geet Khurana afterall.. and she still had that stubbornness within her.

Maan came back early that night. He had been held up with some take over and he hadn’t been able to give time to his wifey. She didn’t complain but then didn’t keep quiet as well. He finally decided to spend some time with her. she used to sleep off on the couch, waiting for him but she wasn’t there today.

“geet…where are you?”, he called out, not finding her around. He checked the time.. 10 at night it was so definitely she’d be home by now. He rushed to their bedroom and looked around. It was completely dark and somehow didn’t give him a feel of her being here. He looked into the washroom, “jaan..where are you?”

He was a bit startled when he heard the door being closed in the dark and then locked. It was a bit difficult to see in the dark but he was worried, “jaan…is it you?”


he heard the dim lights on the room go bright and a music hit his ears. He wondered what she was upto because by now he was sure something was up in her mind. He looked around and waited patiently. The music was slow… sounded sensual already but it felt familiar.

The familiar sound of her heels caught his attention amidst the music..and he turned back to see her walk out the walk-in closet, ever so sexily, like a vixen, with that wicked smile on her lips. He stood shocked, seeing her in this new avatar in front of him…and boy, she looked hot!! Smokin’ hot!

Baby, can’t you see?

I’m callin’

A guy like you should wear a warnin’

It’s dangerous, I’m fallin’

There’s no escape, I can’t wait

I need a hit, baby gimme it

You’re dangerous, I’m lovin’ it

sexier version of the same song.. don’t miss this guys.Wink


The song… he could remember very well. How could he not.. when it was the same song she had danced on, in the disc, where they met for the first time. But the difference was, this was a different version of the song, the slower one. He couldn’t concentrate more on the music because his eyes were glued to her sexy self. She wore black tight fir shorts, just ending a few inches below her panties, his white shirt, that loosely hung down her slender body, her favourite black stilettos and my my..that top hat with the jazz cane she held in her hands.

Too high, can’t come down

Losing my head, spinning round and round

Do you feel me now?

She walked slowly, sexily towards him, tapping the cane on the floor, in rhythm with the music and the tic toc of her heels. Her hair was tied in a bun, leaving a few strands of hair, dangling down her face…that smoky look of her eyes and that deep red lipstick… she indeed was dressed to kill today.

imagine something like this..

Taste of your lips, I’m on a ride

You’re toxic, I’m slippin’ under

With the taste of your poison paradise

I’m addicted to you

Don’t you know that you’re toxic?

And I love what you do

Don’t you know that you’re toxic?

He gulped hard, seeing her sway her hips so sensually to the music. She came closer and locked her arms around him, putting the cane on his shoulders and holding either end with her hands, mouthing the song.

He looked at her, trying hard to hold back..only he knew how hard it was and she was testing his patience here, “geet…what…”

But she  placed her finger on his lips, silencing him, “shhh…” and took a step back, dropping the cane. He gulped hard, feeling every bit of his body crave for her as she unbuttoned the shirt slowly, letting him have a view of her creamy skin, with that black lacy bra, not doing anything to hide her assets.

It’s gettin’ late to give you up

I took a sip from my devil’s cup

Slowly, it’s taking over me


Too high, can’t come down

Losing my head, spinning round and round

Do you feel me now?


The room felt heated with her hot avatar as she unbuttoned her short and pushed it down, stepping away from it. There she stood..the whit e goddess, scantily dressed, with those black stilettos and that black top hat. His eyes bore into her… undressing her mentally. Her lips curled into a sexy smile as she threw herself at him, swaying to the music, rubbing herself on every bit of his body. He felt breathless… she was in a mood to test his self control.

“geet… please…stop..”

She stopped and looked at him, deep into his eyes and shook her head naughtily for a no. He closed his eyes…knowing she was adamant to make him lose his sanity. His tiredness was gone and he was so damn aching to feel her right under him.

Taste of your lips, I’m on a ride

You’re toxic, I’m slippin’ under

With the taste of your poison paradise

I’m addicted to you

Don’t you know that you’re toxic?

And I love what you do

Don’t you know that you’re toxic?

Yeah, I love what you do

Don’t you know that you’re toxic?


He fisted his fingers tightly by his sides as she moved in rhythm, unbuttoning his shirt. He had been a little strict with her, especially after taking her for regular check ups. She was even given anti-depressants and hell lot of medicines. He knew how hard it was to keep his body in check when she was around but today… her almost transparent underwear and that vixen avatar did nothing bout arouse him to hell. She trailed her fingers up and down his torso, making him moan. She wrapped one of her legs round his waist and clung to him. She placed a kiss on his heart, giving her intentions. F*ck! F*ck! F*cK! His wife was such a seductress. He wrapped one hand round her bare waist while held her by her chin with the other. He lifted her head to make him face her and smudged away her lipstick harshly, with his thumb, almost making her moan and smirk at the same time. She took off the hat and placed it on his head, making him sigh.

Taste of your lips I’m on a ride

You’re toxic, I’m slippin’ under

With the taste of your poison paradise

I’m addicted to you

Don’t you know that you’re toxic?

Yeah, I love what you do

Don’t you know that you’re toxic?

He looked at her one last time, warning her to back off but she bit her lips deliberately to provoke him. He sighed and pulled her hairs, making her flinch but she was not scared. She smiled knowing he had lost it. She didn’t even have to work a bit hard. He held her hair tight in his fists and crushed his lips on to hers, elating her.

Intoxicate me now

With your lovin’ now

I think I’m ready now

I think I’m ready now

Intoxicate me now

With your lovin’ now

I think I’m ready now

Intoxicate me now

He pushed her on to the bed, ripping off her bra and panties, he had already thrown that hat somewhere, only leaving those sexy stilettos on her. he broke the kiss and the next moment, she cried in ecstasy as he took her entire curve into his mouth, suckling on it. His fingers worked their way down below, making her high. She pulled his head and sealed his lips with hers, in a wild liplock.

They broke apart after a long breathless kiss, none of them wanting to let go but they needed air to survive. He looked into her eyes, “are you sure about this? I am worried jaan…”

She twisted her lips, “shut the f*ck up and love me damn it…”, and pulled him down for yet another scintillating kiss.


He had never seen her this happy ever. She had a smile on her lips all through their passion and she seemed to enjoy every bit of his attention on her. she did try to catch up with him and she matched him in every step of life. She gave up her everything just to be with him.. she gave up her shining career just because she wanted to be with him. He tried his best to convince her to join back but every time, she refused out rightly saying she wasn’t the right person for that.

He never understood why she was giving up so easily when she was so capable, so ambitious, and knew every trick and knack to reach the top until the day she held her little princess in her arms, looking like she had finally found peace. It was almost a year and a half to their marriage and he had never seen her this happy ever in her life.

Yes, he was happy to know they were going to have a baby…he had lost his first one and this time, he was on 7th heaven but the happiness he saw on her face was like his ultimate reward. Her happiness was beyond any boundary. He wanted to just run in and hug both his lives but he just couldn’t dare to go in because the smile he saw on her face was priceless.

Ana, Nisha and Avantika hugged her and blessed the baby. Sasha had gone back to her home, after geet’s marriage but geet still kept contact with her. Ana held the delicate doll in her arms as she slept. After thinking for a few minutes, she turned to geet, “di.. lets name her Naina..”

Nisha smiled and looked at the baby, “yeah..she has got beautiful eyes..”

Avantika held the baby, “meri bacchi tho bilkul geet pe gayi hain…”

Maan stepped in finally, as geet’s eyes met his, “nopes… wo tho mere maan pe gayi hain!”



Thank you everyone for loving this ff so much

Will put up the epilogue tomorrow.




Posted by on 17/06/2014 in ~Abhi Nahin Aana~





They broke apart after a breathless moment and he kissed the tip of her nose, “you know what… you  are crazy…”

She hugged him tightly, “yes i probably am… deewani hun tumhari… kuch bhi kar jaungi but i won’t let any harm even touch you…”

He blinked away his tears and held her in his arms, “tum pagal ho geet…i love you… “

“i love you maan..and i want you to take me away from everything here..i want to live a normal life… take me away…”

The next morning was the most beautiful mornings in their lives. She woke up in his embrace and a smile automatically crept on her lips. He was still asleep, holding her close in his arms. She felt her head hurt a bit and she relaxed quickly. she just watched him sleep for the first time. She had in fact never seen him sleeping. He looked so much at peace. She caressed his face feeling so light today…she didn’t have to get herself ready for another day full of anxiety and hurt and business. She would step down and give up everything just to be with her maan. He never spoke but she knew how much he wished to be with her all the time, keep her locked in his embrace and never let go. She had nothing to be happy about in her past. She wanted to make her present beautiful. She recalled their cute moments in London and smiled. She leaned closer and pressed a soft kiss on his lips. He didn’t flinch. She smiled realizing he was in a deep sleep perhaps.


He woke up like almost after an hour and didn’t find her around. For a moment he panicked and rushed out to look around. He checked the washroom and ran towards the stairs calling out to her, “geet… where are you?”

“geettt…”, he called louder and then sighed hearing noises from the hall.

“am here…”, her voice echoed in the house, “in the hall…”

He sighed…she was fine, she was here! He shook his head and went to freshen up. He quickly changed into a fresh pair of tracks and a tee and rushed down to check on her. he stopped on his way, unable to hold his smile. His jaan stood b the kitchen counter, trying to make pancakes!!!


She was wearing her shorts and a white top and a long apron over that, covering her front. He walked stealthily and hugged her from the back, making her jump. He laughed and pressed a kiss on the nape of her neck, “its me jaan…”

She eased immediately and sighed, “you scared me…”, and slapped his hand that rested on her waist.

“and what are you doing here?”, he asked watching that pancake on the pan, looking everything but a circle.

She sighed and turned around in his embrace, wrapping her hands around his neck, “am making breakfast for us.. but ye pancakes tho round hi nahi ho raha…”

She made a baby face, complaining as if the pancake itself was refusing to shape round from her hands. He sighed and pulled her closer by her waist until their foreheads touched, “you are cooking?”

She nodded softly, “umm.. trying to learn…”

He pecked her lips softly, “i love this improvement sweety..”


he turned her around again making her face the pan. He held her hand  while the other hand rested comfortably on her waist, tickling her a bit, and helped her hold her ladle and spread the batter on the pan, just like he always did. She was so overwhelmed with his love that she just couldn’t stop blinking her eyes to evade the tears that formed.

He laughed at the shapes she had made making her angry and when she made faces, he gulped them down, only to realize they were half cooked.

“jaan..i don’t think my stomach can take anymore uncooked pancakes..”, he spoke honestly. She didn’t reply. She just got up, gathered all those that she had prepared and binned them. He watched her curiously as she sat by him quietly and ate whatever he prepared. Her phone buzzed breaking their cute moment. He noticed she looked a bit irritated seeing the name flashing on the screen. Without much thought, she just disconnected the call and got back to him.

“who was it?“, he asked gulping down his water.

She shrugged and continued eating, “no…it was no one..”

They spent the entire day together, cuddled up to each other, talking, laughing and relaxing. She didn’t even want to get out of his arms and he didn’t even let her go. She was feeling alive after days.. ages perhaps. Her head was aching by afternoon and she didn’t understand why it was so. He helped her with medicines but the ache was too bad. She couldn’t take it anymore and decided to sleep.


It went on for a few days.. them being together. He worked from home and she just couldn’t help being in his arms. He took her to Dr Seema and got her medicines. The dr strictly asked them to refrain from coitus until she was okay. He looked at her worried but she was grinning like a fool..she had already broken the rule in her madness. These days maan remained careful and she just blindly followed him like a small kid. They just didn’t need anyone right now. They had created their own little world in that farmhouse.

Maan was sitting with his laptop when his eyes fell on her desperately try to get rid of the continuous calls she had been getting all these days. She never received any one of them.

“geet..kya baat hain? Who is calling?”, he asked finally.

She looked at him with her twinkling eyes.. some emotion in them he just couldn’t understand…like she was scared. He pulled her closer and made her sit on his lap, “jaan.. who is bothering you?”

He was worried seeing her scared and restless about something. She looked here and there thinking something when he raised her face holding her chin by his fingers, “bolo na.. “

“Its nothing important… really!”

She sighed and smacked her lips on his instead. Her tongue darted out desperately to taste his fiery delicacy. He opened his mouth to let him in. She deepened the kiss, letting her entire weight fall on him. His arms snaked around her waist, pulling her close. It was really tough to stay away from each other. Her phone rang again and she broke apart irritated. He narrowed his brows at her. she quickly disconnected the phone and switched it off, placing it away and went back to his lips.

He had seen her quiet restless. He broke the kiss and cupped her face, “who was it?”

She shook her head and placed her head on his chest. He held her close b one hand and brought her phone lying beside and switched it on. He was shocked to see so many calls from office and sasha.. some important clients. It hit him hard…he had forgotten that she had an entire industry on her name…she was the sole heiress to the handa properties. He sighed.. she had been trying to get away from what was rightfully hers.

He held her closer, “geet… they are important…”

She kissed his heart and cupped his face, “not as much as you… it took me a long time to make a correct decision and this time i know what i want..”

He hugged her…she was indeed into extremes. She said no…and she meant it. He knew he just cant see her letting go what she had earned. He had to do something about it.


The next morning, he decided to go to office but he was worried about her. she helped him get ready, held his coat while he slipped it on. Ohh she had always dreamed of something like this.. it sounded stupid and so cliche but that was what she wanted now.

He kissed her hard once done and placed his forehead over hers, “will you be fine jaan?”

She smiled and wrapped her hands around his neck, “more than you can imagine…”

But he was still unsure, “if you want..i will call the maid for you or ask sasha to be here…”

She realized he was insecure. She cursed herself… damn, she brought it all upon herself. she couldn’t have seen her life so devoid of confidence. She cupped his face and looked straight into his eyes, “maan.. i will be fine. Promise. You don’t have to be scared.. i will never do something that would hurt you…”

“alright.. but if anything happens.. you will call me right away… ok?”

She nodded cutely and saw him off. She sighed and looked back at their house. Oh it was just a dream come true for her. her house… it was hers… her little world with maan!


She giggled to herself and went on to do stuffs. It was so weird seeing Geet handa go so homely and so girly but that is what she has secretly wished for all this time. She was putting the dishes when the doorbell rang. She hummed a tune and went ahead to open it.

Sasha stood there..with a wide smile adoring her face, “did you by any chance miss me geet?”

Geet was so happy to see sasha..she had been her sister, parent, guide, her secretary, everything all these years. She had unknowingly found a friend in sasha! She went ahead and hugged her, breaking free from all the complications of being Geet Handa… she wasn’t GH anymore.

Nisha joined them, “gudiya… its not fair.. even i am here..”

Geet was so so so delighted to see her chachi in front of her. gosh.. she had missed her. she went ahead and hugged her tightly, “am so sorry chachi… am sorry…”

Nisha wiped her tears and kissed her forehead, “its okay princess… i am so glad to see you happy…”

They went in and admired the house. It had a warmth and cosiness. The ladies went into chatting and they were indeed surprised to see this tremendous change in geet. She was more of a warm person right now. Geet thought of ordering lunch from outside when nisha stopped her, “why don’t i cook for all of us?”

They had a very relaxing day as nisha and sasha got back to teasing geet about how she changed after advent of maan in her life. And surprising it was that she blushed. Nisha was so happy to see her so normal.


It was evening and none of them realized. The doorbell rang and geet just ran out, surprising nisha and sasha. They exchanged looks and burst out laughing, seeing geet behave like this.

She knew it was him… don’t know how, but she just knew. She opened the door and pressed her lips on to his, making him smile.

“do we have someone home jaan?”, he asked, walking in, looking around.

She clung to his arms and led her to the room where nisha and sasha waited for her, “yes.. we do and i have something to tell you all..”

Maan was surprised to see nisha and sasha. Nisha hugged him and blessed them. Geet held maan closely by his arms and looked straight at the ladies, “i have something to tell you all…”

Everyone looked at her wondering what was in her mind now. Nisha looked encouragingly at geet, kind of guessing what she might do next.


Geet looked straight at nisha, “i want to step down chachi…i don’t want to be The Geet Handa anymore..i have had enough..”

Maan was shocked to see geet taking such a huge decision, “jaan… what are you saying? You can’t leave what is rightfully yours…”

He was very much against geet giving up everything… her career, her properties and most importantly her father’s dream.

“you can’t jaan… it was your father’s dream…you can’t give up your career right?”

She looked at him lovingly, “no maan… that was not daddy’s dream. He wanted me to step down if i couldn’t take it more.. “

Nisha had never felt this emotional. She had held herself from breaking down during mohinder’s demise just for the girls and now, things seemed to fall exactly the way mohinder had wished for.

“geet is right… bhaisahab’s dream was to see his daughters happy and today, he will finally rest in peace… i am so happy for both of you…”

She cried and hugged geet, remembering the past. Maan was so stunned seeing geet this emotional. She never showed..she just made the world believe that she could take on the world but she was like a delicate flower from within.


After everyone had calmed down, nisha took geet’s hand and placed in on maan’s, “i have a surprise for both of you…”

Maan and geet looked at each other and then at nisha until nisha gestured towards the door.

There stood Avantika Khurana with something on her face that none could understand. Her expressions were totally unreadable and her gaze on geet actually scared her. maan was surprised too. He went and hugged his mother, “mom… aap yahan?”

She kissed his forehead, “you think you wont tell me so i wouldn’t know anything?”

Maan couldn’t understand but geet seemed scared. His eyes met hers and she did look so scared. He didn’t know where all this was leading to..he hadn’t expected his mother to be here all of a sudden and the last thing he wanted was his mom and geet having troubles between them.

Before anyone could say anything Avantika went straight to geet and announced, “I want to speak to geet…alone…!”

More than maan, geet was scared. She had laid herself bare… she was scared right now. Would she accuse her? or take her away from maan?

Maan was about to say something when nisha stopped him, “let them go maan.. all they need is a little bit of talking… just relax..”


Geet was not very sure as to what kind of thing they would be talking about. She was here, with maan’s mom in the lawn and she had no idea what was to happen now… but she was scared. She had never liked geet from the beginning.. well actually it was all her fault.

They walked silently for a while in the lawn not knowing what to say. The rustling of the leaves were the only sound until Avantika spoke up, “you do realize that you have hurt maan…don’t you?”

Geet dipped her head in shame. How much ever she denies, it will always come back to her. she had wronged him and she has to bear the brunt of it.

Avantika stopped on her tracks and looked at geet, “I know you both lost your first baby… and i can really understand that pain…”

Geet felt the corner of her eyes burn… maan never spoke about the baby anymore, just because he didn’t want her to cry and feel guilty. She wiped her tears which didn’t go unnoticed by avantika.

“geet… look at me..”, she commanded and geet couldn’t refuse.

Avantika saw tears of remorse in her eyes and thought about what nisha had told her over the phone. She knew geet tried to commit suicide and the state of mind she was in.

“as much as i have come to know, my son wasn’t happy with you in the past…”

Geet felt something hard hit her chest as avantika’s words pierced her but the lady remained unaffected. It was the truth..there was no running away.

“i.. i am so sorry…”, she choked on her words.

“.. and its also true that he wouldn’t be happy without you in future as well…”

Geet’s lashes dropped in shame. She had to bear this…because she was the one who did everything stupid.

Avantika sighed, “are you willing to marry him and take up this whole responsibility of this relationship on yourself?”


next: Last Part..and it was Toxic, Yet Again!Wink


Posted by on 16/06/2014 in ~Abhi Nahin Aana~