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This was my first real attempt to break free from the convential Maan and Geet, thank you all for accepting the change. I had then revised this story to fit another couple in another part of the world, rejigged the story and added a few more parts. Guess what that got me, 2nd place at a Writers fair. Thus needed to be removed, however now that its all over and i have a certificate beside me lol. I can now reload the story. Hope you all can enjoy, please ignore any typos or grammatical error as I have uploaded the original copy.

He is the guy in distress
She is his protector
His running on oestrogen
And she's fighting high with testosterone

His her aim, her mission
While she's his aid, his bullet proof shield
His the beauty
And she's the brains
Life takes an unlikely turn when they meet only in an opposite world Named Opposite Love

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DATASHEET

Assigment No.: 49

Target: Maan Singh Khurrana

Age: 23 years

Occupation: Lives off his family's wealth

Degree: BSc Architecture and Engineering, MSc Management and Bussiness

Address: Khurrana Residence, Market Avenue, South Delhi, Delhi, DL56 2TH

Hobbies: Parties, Girls and No Work only Play

Target's Picture:

Notes: His Grandma, Savitri Devi Khuranna has been attacked 5 times in the last 4 months. She wants the best to protect the only family she has, her grandson. Ms. SD Khurrana is the CEO of the leading construction company in India, Khurrana Construction. She assumes the attacks to be linked with rival company Khanna Enterprise. Our intelligence is already tracking down the culprit but until then your job is to guard the body of M Khurrana.

Additional Notes: Target lives on his own most of the time since Ms. S Devi travels frequently. No real freinds, no daily rota, no girlfriends, zero knowlegde about his business or the attempts on Ms. S Devi

Role: Girlfriend

Mission: From today

Aid: Pinky Merchant and Pari Singhania

*********THIS INFORMATION WILL SELF-DESTRUCT IN 2 MINUTES************

Note: Guys just a notice before reading, its purely fictional entirely my imagination so please don't take offence of anything my characters say or do. It's just for a laugh, please read with an open mind and enjoy. Oh yeah, comment and like, I have finished this SS (five parts) so its up to you when you want the next update. When I feel statisfied with the likes and comments I will upload the next assignment. Those that know me from my previous work know that I'm easily impressed lol. I personally connect to this SS more, stupid, witty and crazy like moi lol hence would like appreciation or critisim. But seriously I'll look forward to reading your comments. Hope you enjoy reading it. Thanks in advance.

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1. Takeoff of Assignment 49
Location: Somewhere in rural Punjab
Time: 12:19
Date: Same day

'Kaboosh' the datasheet flared to life burning within seconds, the only thing that remained where its remnants.

'Argh Darji I will not play another girlfriend, remember what happened to the last one' Geet shouted walking into her grandfather's cabin. She hated pretending to be partners of dimwit, brainless airheads. The last one was still in coma, no she succeeded in protecting number (no.) 43 but he made the wrong move of trying to kiss her during her victory dance. So she pushed him off the 18th floor, only to dive after him the next second but smashed into the glass wall gate-crashing someone's wedding on the 5th floor. Yes, they both survived. She suffered minor injuries whereas target 43 went straight into coma. The memory still plagued her mind.

'Geet you are assigned a job, and here at Handa Security, we take our jobs very seriously' she mimicked while her grandpa, Major Sukhwinder Handa reiterated the same old phrase. Handa Security were a colossal agency known for providing businesses with specific safety measures be it CCTV camera, bouncers, security guards or even online surety. However an elite group of staff were highly trained body guards, FBI level which included Geet.
'His Grandma specifically asked for you Geet' her grandpa elaborated
'Because she knows your one of the best agents we have, even if I may say so myself' he boasted before she could ask why? Oh how good it felt to praise his one and only granddaughter for the job he did so well, after all he did train her personally. One day, he hoped she will take this legacy forward.
'But I'm not going to play that morons girlfriend Darji' she tried pulling the doggy eyes, AHH how nave was she to think he would be affected? He was after all Major Handa known for being heroic, crafty and robust.
'OK you can swap with one of the girls then' he finally admitted defeat, he may be all of that but his still a father, a father of an extremely brave, cunning and forceful daughter.

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Location: Armitage Hotel, Delhi
Time: 12:50

Tring, Tring, Tring

'Hello' a husky voice answered
'Maan are you still sleeping, I can't believe it. The sun has set high in the sky and your still in bed' his grandma reprimanded. Handling a business at this old age was hard enough without being attacked, plus having a grandson who wakes up in the middle of day isn't any better. How Savitri Devi wanted a responsible and caring grandson but instead she ended up with an inexcusable but qualified Maan. If only she had a trading business then she would have traded him in for a more efficient and gifted boy, but simple joys like that don't exist in complicated lives like her's.
'Dadi, please women stop your lectures. I've still got a hangover from yesterday' he whispered feeling the throbbing pain
'Anyways why did you call?' he questioned in a fuzzy tone
'just to check'
'check on what' he asked getting confused
'Nothing' dadi shot before disconnecting the phone. She was told the bodyguards with start their duty today then why haven't they started already. 'Maybe I should call Mother Goose' she mumbled before dialing Darji's number.

His dadi was a very peculiar women and that is why even after graduating from Master's Maan still hasn't joined their family business. Its been a year filled with fun, craziness and sheer leisure which would be brutally snatched if he worked with his dadi so he preferred to ignore her. 'Act like his from a different planet' was his motto, seeing his foolish side dadi never asked him to join knowing that he would make matters worse. So the relationship between the duos was quite simple really, he ignores and she doesn't pester. Perfect family scenario, only if there weren't any attackers. So now Dadi was forced to be involved in her grandson's life and Maan will have no other choice but to report to Grandma Dearie.

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Location: On the motorway, outskirts Pubjab
Time: 13:30

'Why can't we take the plane?' Pinky moaned like usual
'Because'
'we're in recession so we should keep within budget' Geet started only to be rudely interrupted by Pari who had an habit of finishing Geet's sentences which initially seemed nice but was becoming damn irritating now. The three were best friends, lived in the same area, had the same job and luckily where assigned the same target most of the time. It helps if your grandpa owns the company! Of course Geet was the coolest out the bunch, brown golden hair, fair milky skin, 5.8 inches tall, a perfect size 8, and aged 22. She had both deadly looks and intelligence. Pari also aged 22 was a few inches taller 5.11 but only because of those shabby boots, size 8, fair skin, black hair and a total goth, why else did she wear black all the time? Pinky, a little round thing, aged 23, fair, 5 feet tall, size 12 and moaning queen, also high on the emotional side. Yes, the description are a bit prejudiced but come on its Geet thoughts, so she's allowed to think better of herself.

'Hold the map correctly, will you?' Geet shouted at Pari from the driver's seat feeling frustrated, it was the 3rd wrong turn she took and this was her home town
'Why can't we have one of those cool satnav's' Pinky groaned feeling sad for herself, she was all lonely sitting in the back of the jeep.
'OUCH' Pari screamed when Geet pulled her hand trying to get a better view
'What happened?' both the girls probed parking the car in the hard lane.
'I burnt it'
'How?'
'Well I had to burn my datasheet 'BURN AFTER READING' it said so I set it alight' Pari complained blowing air on her index finger
'Why are you complaining? I had to eat mine GROBBLE IT UP' Pinky grumbled hating that she always ended up with the worst jobs.
'What did you get?' both asked with eager eyes
'Erm it just vanished' Geet answered in mere whisper hoping her friends haven't heard. Now it was rude to brag, but Geet was awesome so it was natural for her to get all the cool gadgets, plus her grandpa owed the business so obviously Geet would get the perks.
'See I told you she gets the best' Pinky pointed feeling sad
'No I have to play the girlfriend' Geet objected asking whether the girls wanted to change
'His quite hot, uff his got six packs' Pinky gushed overcoming her sadness, Pari also agreed although she felt different. She went on explaining how the superficial male looked all gold yet suprisingly alluring even to her which was shocking as Pari never showed interest, it goes against her Goth conduct apparently or whatever she practices.
'Not fair I got a black and white picture' Geet complained like a baby
'I have eyes to protect' they heard Darji saying into their ear piece. Well obviously his baby was too young to be subjected to half naked men, Geet was his only family and being a girl he needed to make sure Geet was sheltered from all things bad which of course included bare chested Maan and his dirtified pictures. It's a different story that she's in this business, with violence, blood and gore. Ironic isn't it?
'eww Darji you're not meant to do that' they complained feeling grossed out that their grandpa or like-figure just heard them talking about boys
'Geet I've decided Pari will be the girlfriend and you can be her sidekick' Darji quickly corrected not liking the idea of a hormonally challenged male near his darling daughter. What was he running here? A marriage bureau! After seeing the pictures, Darji straight out rejected Dadi's request of Geet being the girlfriend, the man couldn't simply dress himself and there's no way Geet was going to be apart of this but Dadi has her touch, after a lot of praising, requesting and finally threatening, Major Handa had no other option but to agree. Now, now it wasn't Dadi's fault, how can she help it if her grandson took all his pictures half naked, there was only one shot of him fully dressed which she faxed over as soon as possible knowing Handa's relentless. 'Boys these days have no shame, nangi pungi' Darji mocked.

'Never' Pari shouted bringing Darji out of his thoughts and with that all three girls started arguing since no one really wanted to play the girlfriend. Airheads could be a real pain, they obviously knew the side effects of dating one.
'Fine you can choose between yourself or let him choose' Darji finished eager to get off the line, being a grandfather to girls was definitely demanding and more than a war, at times.

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Location: Armitage Hotel, Delhi
Time: 13:45

Tring, Tring, Tring

'Wow dadi who taught you to FaceTime?' Maan was astonished, Dadi finally turned funky
'Adi did, such a wonderful boy' he hated that dude, 'be more like him' his Dadi often scolded. 'What spec-a-line?' It was quite clever of Maan since Adi wore specs and was as thin as a stick, no muscles, no life and definitely no sense of fashion. Maan hated that guy for all the attention he gets from dadi, 'dadi ka pet'.
'Where are you now?' questioned a distressed Dadi to a half-clad Maan who stood in front of the mirror inspecting himself. 'See I have bulging muscles, macho man' he thought scanning his biceps.
'At a hotel Dadi' his dadi could be a pain at times since his already running late, plus his still reeling over a banging head and not to forget Dadi's interrupting his self-analysing session. He went back to sleep after the first call only to wake up realising that he had a date in 2 hours. So there he was shaving, bathing and making himself look pretty, like the pretty boy he is. Correction more like a hot, hot, smoking hot man the world know him as.
'Hotel' she screamed. There was danger lurking everywhere and this foolish grandson of her's was, well she wasn't sure what he was doing curving around the mirror viewing himself from all angles.
'I've got a date dadi with Sasha and Tasha, their TWINS dadi. Can you believe it, twins? It's always been a dream of mine' He elaborated to an annoyed Dadi, who spent the last hour trying to find the location of agents she paid a hefty amount for. Plus work, assassinators and a clown grandson wasn't exactly the icing on the cake.
'Maan's rating 1, quite hot stuff' Maan spoke to no one in particular imagining himself in the middle of beautiful identical twin, how cool was that? He should take selfies and pronounce to the world that he treaded the path that no man ever has or will. Oh My God! One man dating two sisters, that too TWINS. This was news, sensational news.
'Yeah, yeah. Maan listen there's a package coming for you at the house, ring me when it does' she had enough so decided that Maan will call himself once he knows what's in store.
'oh you're so hot Maan, oh your sooo cool Maan' he crooned like a girl
'That I am ladies, that I am' he answered in a deep baritone flexing his muscle and playing with his eyebrows.
'You do know I'm still online, right son' a bemused Dadi asked. God when will this boy learn and with that she cut the call laughing at herself, he couldn't possibly from her descendants. Maybe the baby's were exchanged in the hospital itself, oh who was she kidding? His like his stupid dadaji. Yes that man was utterly annoying like Maan but she still loved him like she loves Maan now and hence the bodyguards.
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Note: This was a very long update (2000 words) so hope it makes up for the short update last time. Also comments should be at least 20 words considering my 2000 words, please, pretty please lol

Until next time bye (should be soon, if I like the number of likes and comments)

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2. Kickoff Assignment 49

Location: Khurrana Residence, Delhi

Time: 20:25

Date: Same day

'Stupid date, stupid twins. That's it I'm never going to date another set of twins ever' He seethed more at himself. The date was atrocious, his got a headache without even being intoxicated. Sasha was a mindless bimbo complementing him with Tasha repeating everything she says, like a parot. He was sandwiched between two irritating nincompoops who broke into a fight at the end of the date, both wanting a peice of him. He was pulled from one side to another, in the end the girls ended up with one sleeve each and Maan with a throbbing headache. Poor Maan his dream turned into a nighmare.

'What about triplets?'

'Mmm not thought of that, oh Maan you should totally date triplets next' he answered happily without paying much attention to the girl's voice in the background. Thinking the question was raised by him, he ran into the house only to be pulled out of his dwellings by the sound of silent footsteps.

'Who's there?' he questioned noticing now how the mansion was plunged into darkness.

'I know maaa tial arrrtss' he stuttered wavering his hands in the air when he saw dark figures coming his way. A kick here and a punch there, the trained burglar had ploughed him to the ground within a second and was sitting on his back.

'Raju, Raju' he shouted until someone slapped his head

'Look kill Raju, his old enough to die' a fightened Maan tried to negotiate

'Malik what are you saying I'm only 36' Raju spluttered feeling much like a sacrificed lamb

'So I'm the boss plus your like ancient so why not die now then later' Maan argued trying to save himself

'Lights on' Geet shouted coming inside to find Pinky sitting on Maan and Pari headlocking another individual.

'Hi I'm Geet, that's Pari and the one on top of you is Pinky. We're the guards your grandma, Ms S Devi hired' Geet introduced before instructing Raju to show her around so she could do a thorough security check of the mansion. Even after 10 minutes Pinky still sat of top of Maan, lazily checking her mail. Poor boy had his bones minced with pressure.

'Can you get off me now, please' Maan requested nearly in tears.

'Oh yeah sorry' with that Pinky jumped off only to throttle is hands in the process, Maan trying to be a man couldn't even scream. AHHH mental scream, but still it didn't help.

'OK choose your girlfriend?' Pinky questioned to a standing but pained Maan

'Why?' shock and dread being the theme song for today

'So no one suspects' Pari answered a matter of factly while plugging her laptop to the home CCTV system. Maan, she deduced was an idiot so he needed alot of protection.

'Well ..' Maan was a little perturbed, he couldn't choose Pinky who practically killed him with her weight, maybe the girl in black he thought looking at her up and down

'Don't even think about it, I'll cut you up and feed it to a cat, and then that cat to bigger cats and then those cats to birds' she threatened

'That's not possible' he backed up seeing Pari blazing his way

'Oh it is, believe me it is' she said carving a knife along his fine jaw making him wilt in horror

'Ah haa, I've seen it with these exact eyes' Pinky whispered near him scaring his already petrified soul.

'So who is it?' Pinky equiped in a happy voice

'The other one' he immediately answered wanting the manacing Pari to get away quickly. He wasn't into Goths anyway. Also the other girl seemed nice, how bad could it be? He tried to persuade himself shakingly sitting on the sofa.

'GEET IT IS THEN' both the girls clapped going back to their jeep to collect their belongings

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Location: Maans Bedroom, Khurrana Residence, Delhi

Time: 20:50

'Dadi what the hell is this?' he rebuked. Why on earth did he need bodyguards, that too scary, body squashing, cutting up girl guards. He was a man who could look after himself. Why? Didn't his Dadi see his ripped muscle, afterall the girls go mad about his sculptured torso, chiseled nose, his perfect M lips and his out of the world toned body.

'Oh Maan your hot and you know it' he sang to himself but only to hear Dadi huff at the other end

'I see you've received the package' Dadi said studying an file, she was too busy to listen to his trantrums now. A business didn't run itself and if Maan wanted to party then someone, obviously Dadi dearie needed to work hard and earn big bucks to statisfy her one but loony grandson, Maan.

'Yeah and I think its delivered to the wrong address' he chided not liking this idea, his friends would laugh at him. Which other guy had girl's as bodyguards? Wait did they even manufacture women guards, there was no movie, no comic and not even a book about them. It's always men, big, bulging and furious men. God this was so embarrasing!

'Look Maan, they're there to stay'

'But Dadi' he whined

'It's final, I can't risk it as it is I've got a lot of enemies' having said that she hung up. Maan sat on the bed with a thump not knowing what to think or do? His life was officially over, with a capital L for looser.

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Location: Dining area, hall, Khurrana Residence, Delhi

Time: 21:45

'Look I don't need guards especially you lot' he addressed at the dinner table, looking them in the eye. Oh boy was that a mistake, Pari who was hustling down her food stopped immediately before rushing his way and banging his head to the table feeling the insult burn her while Geet happily relished her food and Pinky moaned over her's.

'Help, please help' he choked feeling a bump coming on the head

'Pari leave him' Geet bellowed which worked since she instantly moved away letting go of his head which she plastered roughly to the table

'Look I don't need girls guarding this hot mess, I am Maan Singh Khurrana and I can protect myself' he explained running one mile away from Pari

'Yes your right your a mess, you don't know any form of fighting and you just got beaten by a girl like to put it' Geet roared motioning speechmarks for the last bit.

'I have a job Mr Maan Singh Khurrana and I will do it whether you like it or not and you will cooperate' Geet warned coming face to face with a slightly intimidated Maan, their nose almost touching, their breaths intermingling, their faces just inches apart.

'Ok I think we're sorted here, you chose me as your girlfriend didn't you?' Geet questioned in a not so nice tone backing off a bit when he nodded, oh the idea of being squashed to death didn't seem that bad no more when his face to face with this fire breathing dragon.

'Mission Assignment 49 starts tomorrow, you will do as I say, you will eat what I say and you will'

'Poop when you say' a fightened Maan finished her sentence beating Pari who scorned in response

'No you dimwit you will go out with us guarding that 6.3 feet of pure stupidity' Geet spat in his face before going to her bedroom which was ideally located right next to Maan's

'Dra-Geet-on' he named her quiently following her up the stairs, she could make anyone wee in their pants but not Maan ofcourse. He might be minutely, a little or just a fragment scared of her and her minions but Maan was Maan afterall. The heart thud of many girls and the dream of a nation. Oh who was he kidding, he was petrified but sworn to never show it on his face.

Life will be hard, fun and a little crazy from now onwards. Geet will have a tuff time guarding the hotness body of Maan's and Maan well his easily impressed, and Geet was quite an impressive girl. Yes serious anger and ego issues, but impressive. Assignment 49 has been officially kicked off but will it be a success like all her other missions or ... For now both Maan and Geet can sleep, a night full of obsessive dreams for Maan and serial killing for Geet but tomorrow will bring a new day, a new story and a new beginning. Pari and Pinky can sleep peacefully too, after all the driving, butt kicking and work they did, this was a much needed respite. Tomorrow with also bring colour for Pari, the self proclaimed Goth and a little happiness for Pinky, the ever depressed shadow of Geet's and Pari's.

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3. Initiation of Assignment 49

Location: The gym & kitchen, Khurrana Residence, Delhi

Time: 05:00

Date: Next day

'Wake up, wake up, wake up' Geet sang the morning drill like a captain in an army base. The girls woke up and as usual started training which was quite vigorous: running, dumbbells, squash and 100 sit ups each, excluding Pinky who as usual gave up at 15 and Pari who was too busy counting Geet's that she lost count of her own thus ended up restarting every 5 minutes. They then nourished their starving bodies with the much needed protein shake which consisted of 6 raw eggs and milk.

Their morning routine was hardcore but it obviously helps when the Mansion is equipped with a top class gym and a pool, which Geet eyed continuously hoping she could jump in there at the end of the day.

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Location: Geet's & Maan's bedrooms, Khurrana Residence, Delhi

Time: 07:00

The girls sat down making additional notes on target 49, it was a strategy taught by Darji which the three girls followed ardently. The datasheet was usually crafted from the information given by the contractor, so in this case Dadi which they assumed it would be highly biased. So it was a requiremnt for all agents to draw up their own conclusion to help improve the protection provided.

Geet Notes on iPhone 6:

Height: 6 foot 3 inches

Complexion: Fair

Weight: 12 stones 4 pounds

Fighting skills: Weak, needs training

Ex occupation: was a part time model during College and University, explains the self-drooling sessions
Current occupation: None, considers partying as a full-time profession, total dimwit

Friends: Doesn't really know the name's of his friends. Remembers faces and refers them as fatty; lanky; shorty; four-eyed, geeky etc, very shallow and self-loving inidivdual

Pinky's Notes on Samsung Galaxy S6:

BMI: perfect, totally ripped but not my type. Too fit for my liking

Personality: Self-indulging moro..., oh what the heck why does Geet and Pari always have better gadgets then me. Life is so not fair, one day, just one day I'll have the best. Just wait and watch, wait and watch my friend

Pari's Notes on iPad Air 3:

Characteristics: Douchbag, weak, douchbag, stupid, douchbag, wimp, fights like a girl and a Douchbag. Did I mention Douchbag? OK I think we're clear here that the Target AKA Maan Singh Khurrana is a chauvinist douchbag who thinks girls are made from cotton candy and can't do anything apart from make-up but I'll break up that tiny peanut sized brain of his and karate punch that superficial but fine body or face, whatever reaches first.

Maan's Mental Notes:

Pari is a drilling machine and nut crack if you ask me, she's probably on drugs. Class A certified maybe plus I hate her, like totally seriously absolutely 100% certain hate her.

Pinky is really heavy and clumsy but on the whole really heavy, can probably kill someone with her weight. Actually scratch that, not probably most certainly will kill someone, if that someone his Adi, the Spec-a-line. HAHAHA Maan your soo funny and handsome

Geet is scary, scary and totally scary. Maybe quite pretty, those doe like eyes can hypnotize anyone like me, ah Maaneet, a fusion of Maan and Geet. Maan your too good, very clever. Maaneet sounds so nice, mmm Maaneet

Oh Maan is so cool-er

Pari looks like a fool-er

Pinky is a drool-er

Geet is my-oo-ler

Maan sang in his dream remembering how much he hates Pari, Pinky oogling at his hot packs and Geet, well she's plain adorable in a menacing kind of way

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Location: Maans Bedroom & Hall, Khurrana Residence, Delhi

Time: 08:00

'Get up you faggot' Pari poked his shoulder only for him to flip sides

'Hello wake up' Pinky screamed but he placed the pillow over his ears smiling a goofy smile annoying the already irritated girls. All three girls were at it for the last 5 minutes, patience wasn't a virtue they practice often

'That's it, move' Geet pronounced coming from the bathroom. SPLASH a full bucket of ice cold water drenched Maan waking him up from his beautiful slumber

'WH WHa what happened' he barely registered his bearing but seeing three raging bulls he was brought straight to earth
'I wasn't dreaming about you' he admitted but quickly closed his mouth seeing the murderous look on Geet's face

'I'll end up with eyebags now, do you even realise what devastating results that can have on my record. Oh no Gurmeet will be hotter than me now' he cried, these so called bodyguards were ruining his life and beauty.

'Yo pretty boy we're not here to enter a pageant' Pari shouted from the sitting area.

'Quickly finish breakfast, we've got training to do' Geet marched outside wanting everything perfect for Maan's classes
'Your the bodyguards, your getting paid to protect me so you should train not me' Maan was in a foul mood, he never ever woke up this early in his life, not even for school. Being rich has its marks, hence Maan was home schooled which obviously explains why he has no friends, why his half-deluded and why his such a clumsy cluts. Life to him was one big party, well things will change in a bit.

'Pay for that, douchbag' Pari remarked throwing a bottle his way

'Ouch' he shouted, there you go life has changed within a second

'I hate her' he mumbled rubbing his head

'Yeah and I hate this job, my life and my'

'You hate your job' Maan questioned seriously intrigued by Pinky, he could be friends with her. Maybe they could dance on Adi together, Spec-a-line to Spec-da-flat he gushed feeling happy with himself

'Nah I love my job but not the gadgets' she finished on a sad note remembering the injustice she faces day in day out

'Hey dimwit are you coming, I've been waiting for the last 10 minutes' Geet shouted from the entrance. Geet wasn't high on the tolerance and endurance side of things. Yes impulsive, instinctive and violent were her main traits.

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Location: Maans Bedroom, Khurrana Residence, Delhi

Time: 12:00

'ah oooh, Daaadiii' he cried trying to feel the cuts and bruises he gained during his first training session with Geet. Pari occasionally threw in a sumersault and Pinky did want she was best at, attacked him with her weight. Three women to one man was totally unfair.

'Stupid training, stupid guards, stupid gir' he stopped seeing Geet walking into his room luckily she didn't hear anything

'It'll get better tomorrow, I'll teach you self-defence. Here apply these ointments' she said in a soft tone, maybe they were a bit hard on him. But Maan was super rich compared to their usual client so naturally they wanted to train him better and more quickly. Danger could be anywhere and if the information was true then Ms S Devi was attacked today again in Mumbai. While Geet cleaned Maan's wound and applied medicine, he was at his best, drooling but not at himself like he usually does but at the new girlfreind of his. Yes its fake, but for the world it was real, wasn't it? Oh his girl definitely had the most fascinating eyes, softest skin and a perfect round face.

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Location: Hall, Khurrana Residence, Delhi

Time: 17:34

'1 , 2 , 3'

'Your a 1, please stand there'

'3's over there' Geet heard Maan shout random numbers from the driveway
'What do you think she is?' Pari questioned Pinky pointing at the girl in a blue micromini and a white tank top. After alot of thinking both decided, she was a two. Perfect body, Ok face but lacked height. Both sat at the back on the dining table with popcorn, coke and other snacks enjoying the show. Now it wasn't everyday they put their legs up and witness such scenes.

'Erm a 2, over there' Maan said pointing at the exact girl resulting in Pari and Pinky doing a happy dance, well why not they rated her right didn't they?

'What's happening?' Geet questioned walking over to them. She saw flocks and flocks of girls, some centre, some towards the left and others on the right, near the entrance. Raju was running here and there handing out badges with numbers and the other helpers were dishing out refreshments.

Surprised would be understatement, she went to the secret office to collect the details of the supposed criminal leaving Pari and Pinky to bodygaurd Maan. She returns 2 hours later to this, anyone of these girls could be a contract killer.
'Maan's Hot-o-Mess, he calls it. He rates girls according to their looks, body and height' Pinky informed throwing some more popcorn in her mouth.

'His a complete douchbag, who gave him the right to decide? Rating girls huh, what a male chauvinist prick?' Pari added seeing the flaring look Geet threw Maan's way, although just a minute ago she was enjoying herself playing Rate-the-Mess.

'What the hell is going on?' Geet's voice boomed scaring the wits out of Maan who was casually resting on the sofa shouting numbers but now he scampered to his feet looking innocently at Geet.

'What do you think we are?' she clutched Maan's collar in a tight hold, almost strangling him. Men like him disgust her, she was not a number but a girl, a independant feisty intelligent 21st century girl. No man should have the authority to judge a women on their looks, this bigot needed a lesson on women enpowerment.

'Erm excuse me who are you?' one of the girls voiced irritatedly, finally after 3 hours of wait it was her turn to be judged and this women comes out of nowhere and attacks the man of her dreams, well not today sister.

'His bloody girlfriend, now get out before I shoot you all' Geet answered fuming in anger, making sure that all the girls dispearsed out the main door quickly well obviously they had no choice, Geet looked like a maniac who might just rip their heads off, she even whacked Maan a couple of time before making her way to her bedroom. Uff Maan's an idiot and those girls, arghhh steam coming out her ear.

Maan sat back on the sofa knowing tomorrow's training would be far worse and no Geet will come afterwards to put on the plasters or apply medicine. Hhmp he screwed big time. Pari and Pinky sat at the back laughing, this show was too much fun. Maan, his rate system, Geet and her anger was exactly the funny element they needed after being house bound for the whole day.

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Location: Geet's Bedroom, Khurrana Residence, Delhi

Time: 10:12

'I'm sorry I didn't mean it in a demeaning way. It's my way of deciding which girl I should date' maan said feeling guilty of hurting Geet hence he was here in her bedroom late night apologising for his foolish rate-o-mess.
'You see 1s I date, a new girl every hour, 2s I party with or maybe date the following week depending on their rating; only high 2s though and 3s I never see them again' he elaborated to a confused Geet. Boy was this guy a gone case.
'Look I find it insulting, you rating girls and all but more than that I was scared what if something happened to you while I was gone. Any one of those girls could have been an assassinator carrying a gun, knife or even a pen' she was worried, hurt and highly annoyed at Pinky and Pari. How could they be so careless? Geet never failed her missions and she wasn't about to start either.
'Don't worry, man do you take your job seriously' maan joked plonking himself on her bed
'Maan listen you don't know this but I think it'll help me in my mission of protecting you, there's someone out there who wants to hurt your grandma and maybe they're after you too' this went against her conduct but she couldn't help it, Maan knowing about the lurking danger was better then him being ignorant. Maybe now he'll understand the depth of the situation.
'What do you mean?' He immediately sat straight, someone wanted to harm his dadi and he didn't even know. No wonder Dadi was manic about this security thing!
'She's been attacked 6 times now, including today's incident. We don't know who it is yet but I promise we will find out soon'
'Dadi's been attacked' he cried leaning into her stomach, his tears wet her shirt and his hands woven around her waist. Oh this was awkward for a women like her who didn't show her emotions to anyone.
'There there' she said patting his head uncomfortably. She was never a consoler and hugging wasn't really on her agenda.
'But why?' Silence prevailed, she actually didn't know, both remained in that position with him sitting and her standing but still hugging wierdly.

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4. Embarking on Assignment 49

Location: Warlton Mall, Delhi
Time: 11:52

Date: A week later

'Oh my god Geet hide me' Maan quickly hid behind Geet trying to hide from his object of interest

'Why? Who's there? Anyone you know' Geet questioned one after another getting in her detective mode

'That big tall bloke there' Maan pointed to a 6.8 feet enormous man looking hideous in the very tight T-shirt and almost popping shorts. 'Why did men dress like that?' Geet wondered, it obviously belonged to his baby brother and from the looks of it that baby brother must be 10. Eww the horror she has to carry on her petite shoulders.

'His ex actually cheated on him with me' Maan divulged feeling proud only to regret the next second

'wooo hooo, hey there! Yeah you, come here' Geet beckoned the muscled creature

'I heard your ex-girlfriend cheated on you with my current boyfriend?' Geet asked emphasising the 'Ex' and 'Current'. Oh boy did Maan regret opening his mouth

'Oh I see' Geet answered like Inspector Moss

'Well lucky for you I give you permission to do whatever he did to her, your girlfriend but with him?' she stressed looking from Maan to the other guy. These guys can be so dump, Geet needed to break it completely and very slowly for them to understand, it was the same with Maan, this dude and all the fake exes she had.
'Eww no' both screeched visualising an ugly image which might just haunt them for the rest of their lives.

'Baby it was way before you, like three days' Maan tried damage control only to make matters worse

'How unfaithful of him? He cheated on his future girlfriend with my ex, not right punk' the dude said getting closer to Geet

'how about we get our own back, we can re-enact the scene they did' he said putting his arm around Geet's shoulder making Geet angry and Maan jealous, even after a week of fake dating he still wasn't on that level, they hardly spoke never mind touching. Ok maybe they did, the hugging scene, late night remember and the sweet memory still played in his mind. Oh right they did speak but only about defence, fight and what not but not on a personal level which Maan hoped would be soon.
'How about I break that hand of yours and feed it to stray dogs?' Geet raged twisting the muscle dude's hand in the process. Pushing him towards Maan she entered a shop knowing that Pari must be watching over Maan.

'Your girlfriend is really scary man, I hate to say it but I feel sorry for you even after you broke my heart'

'I'm sorry buddy' Maan said getting an idea what his actions must have done to the bloke opposite him.

'It's allright' with that he punched Maan in the shoulder making him groan is pain, playing with someone elses girlfriend can have severe consequences which Maan just discovered.

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Location: Geet's Bedroom, Khurrana Residence, Delhi

Time: 16:00

'Gosh Pinky I only asked you to go once but now its like its your home' Geet pinpointed. After the attack on Dadi, Geet asked Pinky to go to the Khurrana Office and get all the details of the attack from Brij, the bodyguard assigned for Dadima. But ever since then, Pinky made frequent visits stopping by at the office for several hours leaving Pari and Geet to train, teach and guard the precious body of Maan's which she drooled over a week ago.

'Well its important, I'm there to get leads' Pinky lied looking everywhere but her friends

'Are to sure you've not found a stupid idiotic fool there?' Pari quested knowing her friend too well, Pinky was far too happy these days compared to the miserable complaining friend she knew

'OK ok quit it, I think we've got our criminal and if the news is true then he would attack again' Geet underlined stopping the arguement Pari and Pinky were having a minute ago.

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Location: Hall, Khurrana Residence, Delhi

Time: 19:00

'Ok what do you suggest then?' Geet was listening to Maan for the last half an hour of his theory of how the public, not technically preceived them as a couple. The man wanted a date with his fake, soon to be real girlfriend and after hours of discussion with his geeky, nerdy and specky friends this was the idea they came up with. To trick Geet into a date, well obviously he didn't disclose her reality, just how stupid do you think he is?
'A date in posh resturant or something' he said nonchalantly but crossing his fingers under the table hoping she would say yes. Pari and Pinky immediatley stopped eating and looked at Geet, she never did this. This was personal territory, getting too attached to the target was always a bad sign. She wouldn't agree would she, won't she? Ahh this was nerve racking for the three. Maan is anticipation and Pari and Pinky in, what ever you call this? Worry that couldn't be it, could it? The girls never faced that emotion, they were perfect, perfect team, perfect gadget minus Pinkys obviously and perfectly performed missions.

'Erm why not?' Geet finally answered to the nervous crowd and the ball is in Maan's court, he announced to the imaginary crowd in his head. Oh this was a start to a beautiful relationship, his handsome and she's talented, his hot and she's clever, his oh what the hell she was absolutely incredibily adorable and his handsome and hot. Pari and Pinky were confused, another emotion they never felt. What was this? Awkward much, hell yeah. Geet's going on a date with a not-so-douchbaggy Maan but still his ...

'Ok his ... Ok' both Pari and Pinky agreed mentally. Pinky took a liking towards him 2 days after their entry but isn't so sure if she wanted him to date her fantastic best friend. Pari however had a 360 degree turn just yesterday when both Maan and Pari chatted about family, friends, school and what not. Realising that Maan and her were very similar in many ways and he was decent and hilariously funny guy. Plus he helped her feel comfortable in colours, now the goth Pari transformed into a beautifully rainbowed butterfly. Well that's what she precieved, adding white to her black life.

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Location: Geet's & Maan's Bedroom, Khurrana Residence, Delhi

Time: 11:40

Oh no what would she wear? All three girls were at it for over two hours now but still not a single outfit was zeroed.

'We wear far too much black' Geet stated coldly. Their wardrope was a sham, leather pants, black skinnies, white and black top and an occasional red or green top in Geet's. But on the whole Pari's and Geet's wardrope were completely nasty. Pinky's was repulsive, not that Geet would fit in them but the girl wore far too many colours which looked like a mix and match fruit salad.

'We should call Meera' Pinky shouted coming up with a plan, Meera was their top secret designer. She was a eating, breathing and sleeping fashion icon, a total fashionista. If anyone can help, then its Meera. She designed all of the agents clothes for parties and ceremonies, helping them blend in.

'Time to call'

'Meerista' Pari finished Geet who looked like she's about to jump of a tall, very tall moutain. Pari's insensitive finishing of her sentences was riling her up, plus the impending doom, the date in other words was milling her down the mad house.

'Oh my god, it's midnight. Maan think, think! What to wear, what to wear?' Maan was at it for the last 2 days trying to select the perfect suit. By now he realised Geet digged men in suits, so naturally he too would dress to impress. Yes he asked her out tonight, but was thinking about it ever since he saw her, so mentally he was prepared for this romantic adventure. Always going over his clothes wanting to look perfect everyday for his lady love, well the lady that took his breath, appitite and sleep away with a single punch to the face during their training sessions. Aww the signs of love, even a punch, a deadly hurtfull solid punch seemed like a caress to the cheek. Awww romance in the air, blooming high far up to the sky.

'Manish-aa, I need your help' he called his fashion designer, one of the most renowned fashion guru's in India to design his outfit.

'OK clothes check, venue ahhh' this dating business is so hard. Normally he would pick a girl, call to the nearest 5* restuarant and dine away till morning but now its like watching a medical procedure but only difference is that he needs to perform it and his not a surgeon.

Its going to be a long, long night with planning, dressing and thinking about the uncoming event, which would become one of the greatest days of both Geet's and Maan's life. It's clear that Maan likes, no adores Geet but does Geet feel the same way. Tomorrow will be an unforgetable day and not just beacuse of the date. There's some bad lurking around, Dadima has so been fortunate with no more attacks but will this good fortune last or ...

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Note: HAHAHAHAHA (evil laugh), so the peeps are excited about the date, Geet's feeling are nowhere shared apart from the dressing fiasco and who's this big bad wolf thats harassing our poor Dadi, stay tuned to find out soon. Next part is a MAJOR part, don't miss it. So please share your views and do like this SS. Thanks

5. Exiting Assignment 49

Location: Hall, Khurrana Residence, Delhi

Time: 18:30

Date: Next day

Meerista commonly known as Meera flew in from Punjab especially to deliver the dress and act like a makeup artist since Geet, Pari or Pinky hardly knew what a blusher, teaser or lip liner was? According to them they were all weapons, easily accessible and hugely effective. Meera took it on her knowing that this was Geet's first real date, she wanted to make it special. As perfect as perfect can be. She had designed an amazing black off shoulder long gown. The bodice was intricately designed with sparkling silver sequences, matching were the hand costumed 6inch silver heels and the silver studs which she borrowed from the Indian treachery. Being in this business definitely had its perks.

It took a whole 2 hours for Meera to persuade Geet and another 3 to get her ready for the impending doom, as Geet calls it. But Geet looked magical in the end, if anything Geet looked perfect for the red carpet. Maan looked nothing less either, dressed like dapper in his black Armani suit. It was funny how close Pinky was to Maan, since she gifted him the perfect silver cuffs to compliment his already styled up image. Ofcourse she too borrowed the items from the nearby mall with the intension to never return it. Pari watched a running Maan and a complaining Geet from a distance since Geet was volanic when annoyed which no one really wanted.

If Geet looked like the Rani then Maan was her Raja. Ek thi rani aur Ek tha raja, duno ki bajegi Baja. Only naturally, since its Opposite Love and in this world nothing happens according to the norms.

Wow Geet you look ...' Maan struggled to find the right words, yes he knew she was pretty, adorable, beautiful, feisty and what not but today she looked out of the world. Too good to be true, an lightening of fresh stars, a galaxy of flowers will fall short of her beauty. He could have spent the whole night just looking at her.

'wowowowowo, love is in the air like you just don't care' Pari and Pinky shouted from the window breaking the eye-lock between Maan and Geet. 'Stupid girls' Maan muttered under his breath

'Erm thanks' Geet said shooting a glare towards her friends to which Meera blew back a kiss mouthing 'Crazy in love' causing Geet to blush. It wasn't like she's never been complimented, her Darji always made her feel special. The fake dates always stared, though it was a different story that they ended up with double black eyes but weirdly enough she felt nice with Maan's graze on her. It set a bundle of butterflies free in the stomach making her feel giddy, for the first time in her life she shied her gait away from the man who caused her heart to race at 230mph. Funnily enough she's not dead or dreaming and his still got his limps intact.

No more words were needed to describe what each felt, Geet was tongue tied and Maan well he was counting his lucky stars. Carefuly placing his arms around her waist he escorted her to the car. It was silent but peaceful 10minute drive to the desired location, Nina Lounge's was a young and hip groove for young lovers, but little did they know what was in store for them or that they were invited to the attackers abode.

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Location: Nina's lounge, top floor, Delhi
Time: 18:30

'There's a booking for a table of two with skyline view' Maan said winking at the Host who in-turn directed them to the top floor which was out in the open. The huge helipad space was transformed making a picture perfect scene with beautiful hills and clear-blue sky. There was a beautifully decorated table in the centre with Red and White balloons and roses all around. It looked like something from Cinderella or any other fairy tale, but too bad Geet wasn't much of a fan.

'How do you like it' Maan asked in an eager tone, it took him hours to design this place, obviously he didn't do it himself but he thought and planned it out, didn't he. So that means he did the most work, never mind the helpers who worked throughout the night blowing up balloons or the florist who delivered millions of roses or even the designer who arranged everything. Maan according to him was the master who assembled this orchestra. Geet smiled in return not wanting to disappoint him, this was all done before. Yes it felt especial with Maan around but balloons, roses and open dates wasn't exactly new to her, after all she did date many. Fake dates, fake feelings but real experience.

'I can't believe it, we're on a date' Geet spoke trying to break the awkward silence, not that it was uncomfortable but Maan drowning 10 glasses of water in the past 15mins was scaring her out. If he continued she was sure he would explode any second.
'Who would have thought it?' she continued seeing him flung another two glasses, oh boy this would be a hell of a date
'Especially during the initial dates' she said looking around feeling weird with her so-called date quenching his thirst.
'Can you stop it' she shouted holding onto next glass of water he was aiming to chuck down his throat, man was he nervous. Never in his life had he feft this lame but right now he knew he needed to get his game on or else Geet would walk out.

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Location: Secret van outside Nina's lounge, Delhi

Time: 20:03

'Aww they look so cute' Pinky gushed seeing the pair dance in the minicam, being in this force came with useful equipment's like now, Pari and Pinky were spying on their best friend using high-tech gedgets and a handy caravan with the best facilities including satellite making it easier for them to view all happenings within a 5metre radius helping them in their mission. Pinky never realised spying could be so much fun, obviously it was also the secret of the century. If Geet found out then they would be 6feet under literally. Geet danced, laughed, played, cried. All in all acted like a girl which they knew Geet didn't want them to see.

'A little too mushy' Pari scoffed feeling sick, Geet in a dress, balloons, roses, dance and the whole date business was unseen territory and poor Pari was having an heart-attack seeing her best friend laughing and joking with their target.

'Urgh, I think I swallowed my sick' Pari ran towards the toilet seeing Geet in Maan's arms. Geet acting like a love-sick puppy was way too much to handle and Goth-loving, love-hating Pari was receiving shock after shock.

Knock, Knock

'How can I help you' Pinky asked the two officers opening the van door

'Ma'am your parking on double yellow lines so can you step out the van please' one said dipping his head inside the van forcing Pari to quickly switch off the TV.

'Sorry I have to issue you with a parking ticket' said the other getting out his notebook

'Hey what the hell' Pari shouted hating the intrusion, she had business. Geet and Maan finished dancing and she for one wanted to know what else would happen. She sure hoped they didn't kiss, or else last nights meal would also be flushed down the toilet. But weird as it is, she still wanted to see the happenings almost as if she's addited to this new love saga.

'Do you have idea who we are?' she shouted with the aim to scare the officers back to their pig holes

'Then tell us' and before Pari or Pinky knew whats happening one of the officers chloroformed them from the back.

'It's done sir, ummm yeah heading over now' one said while the other one dropped both the girls in the van before driving towards the destination.

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Location: Nina's lounge, top floor, Delhi
Time: 20:30

'Where is Maan? Pari what's the location' Geet questioned into her Apple watch. Maan was missing for the last 20mins and something just seemed odd. Geet had sixth sense in these kind of stuff, everything from the waiter calling Maan to him disappearing to the lifts seemed to shout out danger. Geet was now scared and having no other option she decided to call her friend.

'Pari you there, Pari' she knew her friends were watching over and truth be told she wasn't that brothered since Maan made her feel at ease. His humour, his care and his total demeanor helped her fall for him. Maan acted like the perfect date, humble, funny and chivalrous at best. Geet didn't even care that her friends would either be laughing or gushing at her new found girly characteristics, when usually she would have attacked with guns blazing. But now the red warning lights were blasting, Maan missing, Pari and Pinky not answering her calls. Geet just knew something was wrong, quickly collecting her things she ran towards the lift. Whatever happens, she would make sure Maan and her friends are safe.

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Note: I think we haven't seen Geet much, so next part is dedicated to her and her bravery. My superwomen :)

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Exiting Assignment 49

Location: Nina's lounge, top floor, Delhi
Time: 20:31

'Brij where are you' Geet immediately called the associate guard responsible for Dadi's safety

'Nina's lounge, Ms Devi had an appointment. Why?' he asked hearing the urge in Geet's voice

'You too, is Ms Devi with you right now, hello Brij. Brij you there' she heard the line disconnect. If she had an inkling before then now she was certain that something must be wrong. Maan's missing, Pari and Pinky are untraceable and now Brij. What the hell is Ms Devi doing here, her clever mind knew that it must be a set-up. But Geet Handa was the best and the best never failed. She scanned the various rooms running through the corridors hoping to find some clue.

'Excuse me, can you tell me where my date is' Geet asked as soon as she located the exact waiter who informed Maan about the call before his disappearance.

'Sorry who' he acted ignorant wanting to initiate the next part of the plan.

'He was wearing a black suit, nice hair, beautiful jaw-line and a heart breaking smile' she praised falling for him all over again. The Geet Handa was unrecognisable, the girl today was a crushing teenager compared to the killing machine Handa.

'Oh him, yes he went that way' the waiter pointed towards the lone corridor leading towards the utility room. With a thanks Geet ran in the same direction hoping to find Maan or find a clue about her friends.

BANG and everything went dark

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Location: Basement of Nina's lounge, top floor, Delhi
Time: 20:46

'Let go you faggots' she heard Pari scream

'Don't kill me, I'm too young to die and I think I'm in love' Maan's voice could also be heard over the rest

'Why me, why always me?' Pinky's moaning shot to her ears making Geet all the more confused, her friends and Maan were here also but where, that was the question. Her hands were tied to a poll and she was blind folded making it worse to come up with a plan.

1,2,3 she counted in her head before opening her eyes once the blind folds were off. Another trick taught by her beloved Darji, with that thought she quickly activated the tracking application knowing that Darji will surf the world if needed to track her down. After all this was a warning sign only used when needed and what better time than now.

'ADI tum' both Dadi and Maan shouted finally seeing the culprit. Adi, full name Aditya Ninamika Chopra is Dadi's right hand man partly responsible for Khurranna success. A noble, clever and down to earth guy, so he being the main culprit was a shock to Dadi. Maan was astonished, Adi the Spec-a-line has abducted him. Him the 6.3 feet of pure muscle, and hotness of course. Oh this was a bad, bad world even geeks were villains.

But Adi had his reason, he was full of vengeance for his ex-best friend Maan. Maan and Adi were home schooled together, were the best of buddies since diaper days but everything changed on one fateful day. The day they entered a new society, College life to you and I. While Maan went to be the college sweetheart, Adi became the class idiot. Maan sold his friend to become popular and join the IT-crew. Unfortunately Maan disclosed Adi's biggest secret to a whole nation, his name. Poor Adi suffered from the hands of the bullies, ADINA they called him, and to make matters worse Maan started to pick on Adi with his new so-called friends in his rise to fame. Adi vowed to avenge his culprit; Maan for making a laughing stock out of him. But his sad story didn't end there, even after 6 years of long hard work Dadi declared Maan as the sole owner of Khuranna Construction and the future MD. How could Adi report to Maan, that traitor and betrayer? No, never. Adi deserved an equal position and that's when he decided enough was enough. That no-good-fame-stealing-friend-rejecting-walnut Maan deserved nothing especially his family business.

Well so he amused, but in reality it was a different case. Maan was a true but stupid friend, and others took advantage creating rift between the two so they could take advantage of Maan's money but with Adi around that wasn't possible. So Adi needed to go, and once drunk Maan by mistake made the mad blunder and spitted Adi's name, his biggest hidden secret. And that was that, best friends turned foes with the help of Maan's new money-scheming friends.

Don't ask about the name, Aditya Ninamika Chopra was picked by his crazy but girl-wanting parents. Adi's mum was expecting and the family priest declared the baby would be a girl, like they wanted. Who could stop a soon-to-be mother after that, the women brought the best and even launched several restaurant after her soon-to-be beloved daughter. Nina Lounge is one of them, of course when a boy was born, he was a huge disappointment but still loved, a mother after all was a mother. But it was too late, the gold coins, the cards, the celebration was all for Ninamika Chopra so in the end Aditya was added in the birth certificate to accommodate the boy. Life was truly and cruelly unexpected.

'How can you do this Adi, after all I give you' Maan mocked feeling hurt, spec-da-line his nemesis was behind his kidnap

'Yes it's me, hahahahaha uh uh uh uh, urgh I think I swallowed a bug' he coughed losing his evil laugh

'Pandey could you not clean this place, Dadima app teek ho' Adi shouted looking around to see if his Dadi-like boss was fine

'DON'T GIVE ME ATTITUDE AND ITS PANDEY JIII' Pandey emphasized, the bully and flirt in the gang

'Romeo get the spray' Adi shouted walking out the room feeling embarrassed at being scolded by his junior in front of his 'Guests'

'Yes boss' Romeo was the good little boy, the teacher's pet, the parent's angel and now Adi's right hand man. Obviously he saw no wrong after all he was Adi's secretary and boss is always right.

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Location: Basement of Nina's lounge, top floor, Delhi
Time: 21:12

'Hey did it hurt when you fell from the sky' Pandey tried once again pulling his best flirt face on, Pari was his type of girl; a feisty nut with a cracker face cut, you see his referring to her jaw. Another facet of Pandey, he loves rhymes but not very well at it. Now is he?

'Look get lost if you want that ugly face to remain, when I get out of here I swear I'll dismantle you piece by piece, inch by inch' Pari threatened having enough of his flirtatious ways. For nearly half an hour she was subjected to cheap pickup lines, like

'I'm not a photographer, but I can picture you and me any day' or

'are you religious, because you're the answer to my prayers' wait there's more

If I were a cat, I'll spend all 9 lives on you'

I want to be a sock so I can be with you every step of the way' and it goes on

'Pari just hit him one will you' Pinky shouted who was tied next to Pari, if Pari heard it all then Pinky bared it all. Poor Pinky fell in love, that too for their leader. One week of hard work gone down to the drain, waking up early; waiting for hours and then roaming around Khuranna construction all seemed like a waste now. Adi was her type, lean; sleek and dorky.

'Meri sapno ki rani kab aygi tu, pari hoon main' Pander sang a fusion annoying the hell out of the victims

'Maan do something' Dadi whispered, she had a headache will all this nonsense. Adi being the Good boy gave Daadi a chair and provided food so she remained fit and well. After all he only hated Maan, everyone else was just mere people but Dadi was his own.

'OK boys and girls, Dadi' Adi came back in a black suit looking much better than his office attire which usually included a white shirt and black pants.

'Adi why are you doing this?' Dadi questioned having enough, Adi being behind her attacks made no sense. She loved the boy

'That's the question I should ask Dadi, why him when I worked day night for you, with you. Why him when he doesn't know nothing about the family business, why him when I helped you reach new heights and maintain it' Adi voiced releasing all the pent up anger.

'The attacks were planned by me but I love you Dadi like my own that's why I made sure they never harmed you, just frightened you so you could declare me as the MD. Me and you Dadi could take over the Construction world but no, you still wanted to give everything to that creep' he shouted looking at Maan in anger and jealousy

'Oye you're the creep' Maan responded, no one calls him a creep and gets away with it. His hot and handsome, Adi's the creep, the spec-a-line type of creep

'Beta his my grandson, however foolish he is, it's still his business' Dadi said feeling guilty

'Exactly he gets the fame, the girls and the business while I slave' Adi screamed while Romeo handed him a glass of cold orange juice. Remember his goody-two-shoes, so expect the unexpected

'But I liked you' Pinky shouted having enough of this family saga, plus she's suffering from a broken heart here and who checks for the right time when a girl is suffering?

'What?' almost everyone screamed

Geet heard all them break into a verbal fight, Adi accusing Dadi of injustice while Maan called him a jealous stick, Pari swore all the profanities in the world while Pandey continued his cheap lines and poor Pinky cried her heart out. Geet realised this was everything but a crime.

'SHUT UP ALL OF YOU' she shouted finally having enough

'Dadi its wrong, Adi deserves his fair share' she stated, yes maybe Maan and her were an item but still wrong was wrong

'Ha beta, I was planning to make him the co-MD with Maan' she said smiling at Adi, the boy needed attention and appreciation

'No dadi, Geet are you my girlfriend or his' Maan shouted hating the fact that Geet was on his enemy's side

'Maan' both the women shouted, although between you and me Dadi was doing a happy dance knowing that finally her grandson was going to get a beat down, after all Geet was his girlfriend and if anything somethings, rather say Maan would be rectified. 'Yippee' Dadi screamed in her mind

'Adi do you like Pinky?' Geet further added seeing her friend still broken

'Yes boss loves her, his even got her as his screensaver' Romeo jumped in as usual making both Adi and Pinky blush, aww love is in the air

'What about me, I think I love Pari, my angel' Pandey cried

'SHUT UP' everyone commanded

'But I love her' he tried

'Not if I have something to do with it' Brij entered in all glory banging the basement door open, gun ready; body shining from the light that was behind him. But the next second he slipped falling on his face, and that was that

'My hero' Pari muttered seeing her boyfriend fainted on the ground, Brij was all talks and no action; and even the actions were mistake-laden

Geet saved the day once again this time not with the power of her arms and legs but with her intelligence, sometimes it's not all that bad. People just need to talk it out, no Maan and Adi would need time to become best friends again after years of hate but never fear, they are dating Geet and Pinky who are best of friends. If Maan and Adi can't work it then Geet had other methods, which mainly was FORCE.

'Don't worry Geet Darji's here' Darji and a troop of men entered to find a group of people hugging in the centre. Wait did he have the co-ordinates right, he didn't enter the set of 'Geet Hui Sabse Payari' did he. By the way it's his favourite show but it's a secret, shhh don't tell anybody.

'Darji it's all good here' Geet announced hugging her granddad plus she needed to butter him up before breaking the gruelling reality that Maan and her were officially dating, she even had Dadi's ring as an guarantee.

'No ways never, just look at him. He looks like a fool' Darji shouted as soon as he received the shock, even RK dumping Madhubala at the alter after faking love wasn't this shocking.

'MAJOR HANDA HOW DARE YOU' Dadi shouted, she had a thing about keeping men in line

'I mean it could be worse' Darji immediately corrected, Ms S Devi was an atomic bomb and no one really wanted to mess with her

'I'll miss you coochy-poo' Pinky cuddled Adi while the police arrested Adi, Romeo and Pandey for conspiracy and kidnapping. However Dadi had it all covered, just because of their foolishness they would spend two weeks in prison, that would teach them to plan crime and lock innocent old ladies in a dingy old stinky basement.

'Shall we hug?' Pandey tried his luck on last time circling his hands around Pari only for her to kick him straight in the groin

'Don't flirt with me, punk' Pari hissed looking his way while he groaned in pain

'That's my girl, beat that you fool' Brij laughed punching a lying Pandey one the head. Now do you see why they're a couple, both were bullies at its best? Romeo was saved from all this, he silently and ardently followed his boss.

'So what should our next date be?' Maan questioned pulling Geet to him

'How about something inside, maybe a movie' Geet suggested hugging him sideway

'AHH HELL get me out' Darji complained seeing the lovebirds in the back seat of his jeep and Dadi sat beside him dictating a business letter. Adi was gone for two weeks and she needed replacement, who better than Darji?

Both will change, Maan will become responsible and Geet is already turning more feminine. But don't expect much after all it is an opposite world where Maan was a liability and Geet was the hero and life in OPPOSITE LOVE is anything but normal,

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Posted: 8 years ago

#216

😆 this was a humorous laughter ride starting from the character description to the last fight. Each character has its own eccentricity, an unconventional characteristic and behavior that works in a totally unexpected way.

Maan who only cares for his handsomeness and muscles, but never uses them even when the situation demands for his own safety, Geet who is rough and tough, finally melts for Maan.
Even Pari and Pinky..and who would have thought it to be Adi doing it.

Last climax scene was hilarious, everything happens without any major fight and all...and everyone gets paired up in an unusual or say opposite attracts way.

thank you for re-posting it Sophie, last time I could not read it and Congratulations once again :)