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Anupamaa 05 - 06 Apr 2026 Written Update & Daily Discussions Thread
OMG😕 I know you guys want to kill me ... for vanishing for so many days. Sorry!!!
⭐️EPISODE TEN⭐️
Scene 1:
Geet's House, Outside Geet's Room
Finally the door to her room opens after like one hour of tension, fear and apprehension that was killing Saakshi. She didn't know what her daughter's reaction was going to be.
Geet comes out of her room, and Saakshi breathes a sigh of relief after seeing her looking all normal ... though her eyes had lingering trails of red and pain which meant she was crying😭. But Saakshi was happy that her daughter didn't break up completely or that is what she thought ... whereas in reality that one hour was excruciatingly tormenting for Geet. She was battling a storm, a tempest that wrecked havoc in her innocent heart and her stubborn brain. But she didn't give up ... and that is why she was different.
*
(Earlier: The moment the guests left, Geet barged into her room, without speaking to anyone and locked herself up there).
Saakshi was scared the whole time. All the time, her mind was only engrossed in what her daughter was feeling, and what decision she was going to take. While clearing the table, her eyes only wandered towards the door of her daughter's room. She wanted to give her some space and time to think. She was an understanding mother in that sense.
She hears the sound of the knob rotating and the door being opened ... Her hands tighten the grip around the glass she was holding and puts it down when she sees Geet coming out.
*
>>>>>Now Geet has come out...
She looks at Geet apprehensively ... as she knew what was coming next. But to her surprise, Geet looked calm. Was she dreaming?😕 Saakshi thought shaking her doubts mentally, or was there really a smile on her darling angel's face? Tears welled up in her motherly eyes after seeing her child happy😭. She rushed to Geet ... paused for a moment to confirm what she saw ... and then couldn't stop herself from taking her angel into her motherly arms😳😭😳.
"Beta, I was so scared for you ... but now seeing you like this I am so relieved," she broke down.
Geet pulled her mum gently away from her, and spoke holding her shoulders, "Ma, why should I be sad?😊 Aap jaanti hai na...your Geet is never sad ... woh toh main aap logon ko ainwayi hi darra rahi thi😊."
Saakshi knew it wasn't true and that her daughter was in pain ... she cannot hide it from her? ... after all she's her mother ... but she was seeing her this happy after ages, and she didn't wanted to spoil that.
... Suddenly the twins rush in...
"Maasi, keh dijiye apni beti se ... we are very angry at her..."
"Angry? Why bhai?? Ab yeh kya natak hai tum dono ka?" asks Geet.😕
"Ohhh ... natak?😈 Ab toh hum nautanki hi lagenge ... ab ji-ja-ji joh mil gaye hain😉," taunts Maya specially stressing on the word jijaji.
"Shut up you two😡 ... Kya jijaji-jijaji laga rakha hai? Ma dekhiye na inn dono ko ... Maya-Chaya ... I think bahut dino se meri joothi tum dono ke sir par nahi padi ... issi liye screws thode dheele hain ... koi baat nahi abhi tight kar deti hoon..."
She picks up her shoe and starts chasing the girls...😆
"Aahhh!!!" screams both of them after one chappal hits Maya's bum and she crashes into Chaya🤣. They continue running rubbing their bums and throwing cushions and other things at Geet, "Maasi save us ... BACHOOO!!!"
They vanish out of sight ... along with Geet aiming her chappal at them.
Saakshi looks at them and their antics and smiles, nodding her head...
"Yeh ladkiyaan bhi na ... ab bhi bilkul bacchon ki tarah harkatein karti hain ... Bas jo bhi ho ... meri bacchii humesha aisi hi hasti rahe ... Kitne dino baad usse aisa khul kar hasta hua dekh rahi hoon ... Bappa! meri bacchii ko humesha khush rakhna."
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Jhilmil enters ... and sits beside her handing a cup of tea to her...
"Saakshi ... humari Geet toh lakhon main ek hai ... aur tu phikar na kar ... sab kuch acha hi hoga,"
"Hmmm..."😕 she looks at the door...
"Accha ..." Jhilmil captures Saakshi's attention, "Kya tumne usse poocha?"
"Kya Jiji?😕"
"Arre ... yahi ki usse Vikram kaisa laga?"
"Woh🤔 ... woh ...😔" she didn't know what to answer, "Jiji ... woh ... abhi taq nahi poocha😒 ... I'll ask her later."
"Later??😲 Kab later??? Saakshi ... this is serious ... Ab hum aur aise baat ko nahi bada sakte ... thode dino main sab baat karne lag jayenge ... I know Geet abhi shaadi nahi karna chahti ... par ab woh bacchii nahi rahi hai ... she's 24. Aur kab taq aisi taalti rahegi ... Vikram bahut accha ladka hai ... aur itne acche rishtey kismet se milte hain..." She shakes Saakshi who looked lost in her thoughts, "Tu samajh rahi hai na meri baat ko?"
"Haan jiji😔 ... par main Geet ki marzi ke bina kuch nahi karoongi ... It is her life and it would be her decision."
"Her decision??😲 Dimag toh theekh hai na tera, Choti ... She is still immature ... Dekha nahi kaise bacchon ki tarah harkatein karti hain? Woh kya decide karegi ... Meri baat dhyaan se sun le ... You are her mother ... and you are mature enough to understand that every girl needs a support in her life. And jitna jaldi tum Geet ko yeh samjha do utna hi accha hoga uske liye bhi aur tumhare liye bhi."
"Parr😕 ... how can I hurt her feelings?? 😭Woh shayad kisi aur se..."
"Saakshi-Sakshi..." Jhilmil shakes her head, "kya tum jaanti ho woh kaun hai?? Aur kya pata aisa koi hai bhi ya nahi??🤔 It must be just some figment of her imagination ... zarroor apne bachpane main kisi fairy tale ke Prince Charming ka intezaar kar rahi hogi ... Tum toh bacchii nahi ho na? Probably she is using it to avoid marriage. It is natural to have such wedding jitters, but it doesn't mean that she'll wait for her lifetime for the right person. Dekho main tumhari behen hoon ... and there's nothing more important to me than your happiness and Geet's happiness. And that is why I have come here to stay with you."
Saakshi breaks down and hugs her...😭😭😭
"Jiji ... Main kya karoon?😭 ... Kuch samajh main nahi aa raha."
"Sshhh ... shaant ho jao ..." she calms her down, caressing her face, holding her to her chest, "After Ram's death, you have looked after the kids bina kisi ke help ke ... all by yourself. And you know it very well ek akeli aurat ke liye duniya main jeena kitna kathin(difficult) hota hai. Do you want the same fate for your daughter as well. You faced it all alone, but you were different. Ofcourse we were there for you ... but only physically... mentally and emotionally you were all alone with two kids ... and you did a great job ... looking after your kids ... never letting them feel the loss of their father. But now you have to be tough ... and decide for your kids in their best interests. And do you think Geet will also be as brave as you? Kya usse khushiyon ko mehsoos karne ka haq nahi hai?"😕
Saakshi breaks down unable to even think of her daughter facing all the challenges that she had to face...
"Nahi ... meri bacchi woh sab nahi sehen karegi joh maine kiya ... Main aisa nahi hone doongi ... kabhi nahi."😭
"Sshh ...I know you'll face this challenge also ... and always remember your sister is always there for you ... Main humesha tumhare saath hoon ... Don't think of you and your family as alone. Main hoon na. Sab theekh kar doongi."
*
Geet overhears everything ... She had come back to drink some water ... and she heard her mum cry and couldn't stop herself from listening. She clenches her fists and falls back on the wall ... closing her eyes in immeasurable pain and guilt. Her mind was racing crazy and she didn't know what to do ... everything was just going blank.
Scene 2:
Somewhere outside the city
Night
The place looks heavenly ... calm and serene ... peaceful ... lush green carpet of grass and green plants ... blossoming trees ... and a stream flowing ever so gently as a calm soul... and everything gleaming in the moonlight. But Maan who was seated beside the stream ... in contrast was in a state of turbulence, the inner turmoil of a heart which was playing havoc inside the calm exterior and composure of Maan.
Flashback<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<
Maan driving back from Geet's house
Pagal ho gaye ho? What were you doing? How can you lose yourself like that?
Maan was driving very fast, completely engrossed in what happened some time ago at Geet's place.
He drives out of the city and halts the car near a meadow with a stream...
He comes out and walks towards the gliding stream ... cool breezes ruffled his neatly combed hair ... her fragrance still lingering on ... driving his senses into remembering that moment when they were together ... those few seconds felt like ever ...
He removes his shoes and sits on the edge, dipping his feet in the cool water.
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<<<<<<<<<Back to Present"Today, I forgot everything when I decided to go there, to meet her. And then I kissed her (on her cheek) ... kya ho jaata hai mujhe jab bhi woh mere saamne hoti hai? Kyun apne emotions par control nahi kar pata? Aaj maine joh kiya, woh galat tha? I shouldn't have done that to her ... Akhir what is she to me? I decided to ignore my feelings, to accept my fate ... phir kyun usse main bhula nahi pata? Aur aaj maine usse bhi unhi ehsanson main jakad liya hai. Today I have sowed my feelings into her as well AGAIN" he stresses on the last word, "I shouldn't have kissed her ... What had happened to my reason?" he jerks his head😕, and stares into the chiming stream ... and her smiling face emerges from the depth😳, his breathing gets stuck in his heart. And he's lost in those loving eyes...
(I take no credits for this pic...or for any other😃 All credit to the uploaders😃)
*
He could have had a totally different life ... a life with her ... but he himself chose a different path ... that day if he hadn't left her longing to hear the those words from his mouth ... his life would have been different ...
... she stood there with her eyes closed, his palm almost touching her cheeks ... her blush ... her quivering lips ...
... she looked different ... no more the the naughty, impish girl that he found her to be from the first day at college ... she looked like an angel ... he was stopping himself with all his might to take her in his arms ... and kiss those lips quivering in anticipation ... and claim as his angel ... his LO-- ... but he didn't ... he left her standing there in her trance ...
PRESENT>>>>>>>>>>>>
Tears gushed down his eyes thinking about her plight ... what she might have felt after being abandoned by him...
Oh God, she might have stood there for ages with her eyes closed, her fists clenched, lost in that new feeling that had blossomed inside her ... because of him ... he too felt that feeling for the first time ... and everytime when she was near him ... but then he left her ... just like that ... like a coward ...
His thoughts again lingered on that day in college ...
Her eyes were closed ... and thank God for that ... cuz she didn't see me staring at her ... lost in her innocence ... her beauty.😳
... I remember how her cheeks blushed ... I saw it for the first time ...
I wanted to touch those cheeks ever so gently ... fearing I would hurt her even with a slight contact ... but I didn't ... I LEFT HER ... I LEFT HER ... (his heart screamed in agony)😭.
Aur jab usne apni aankhen kholi hogi ... aur dekha ki main wahan par nahi hoon ... tab kitni taqleef hui hogi usse ... How humiliated and rejected she might have felt? She might have wondered what wrong she had done to deserve such humiliation ... Aur aaj phir maine wahi kiya ... I gave her false hopes and left her again ...
The image of her with closed eyes rose again in front of him ... taking him back into the past ...
Same time the scene shifts to Geet's place...
She was sleeping ... curled up ... on her bed ... but tonight her bed was not comfortable ... it felt like rock ... like thorns ... pricking her ... Saakshi and Jhilmil's conversation reverberated in her mind ... and she sat upright ... opening her eyes in agony ...
She got out of the bed and moved to the balcony. She suddenly remembered the quick peck by Maan on her cheeks ... Her palm automatically rose to touch her cheek and a smile was born on her lips with tears filming her hazel eyes.
Kitna bhi dil ko samjhaa loon, kitni bhi koshishein kar loon ... kuch farak nahi padta. Yeh dil toh sirf apni hi karta hai ... Jin ehsaason ko main bhulna chahti hoon, har baar woh phir se mere saamne aa jaate hain. Bhagwaan ji now how will I survive?😭
Suddenly she remembered the Ganesha Maan had given her. She went to her dresser and picked it up on her palm. She remembered how she had given it to Maan's mum at the mall and his mum had told her that it would not make any difference whether the Ganesha idol stays with her or Geet. Is it just co-incidence or was fate playing games again? She sat on the purple velvet cushioned stool in front of the dresser, and placed the Ganesha on the dresser. The mirror was not ethereal enough to reflect the pain and turmoil in her beautiful eyes.
Aap toh sab jaante hain phir aapne kuch kyun nahi kiya? Aap ne chup chap sab kuch hone diya? Main toh alag thi na? Then why did you allow those feelings to blossom in my heart? You knew that he belonged to someone else then why did you do this to me? Ab main kya karoon? I can't even breath now without thinking about him.
She breaks down ... and lay her head down before Ganesha, on the dresser. Her tears reflect the past ... how she accepted her feelings and on that day rushed to him to hear it from his mouth ... stood there with her eyes closed ... how his breath ran shivers down her spine ... and then he moved away ... leaving her ... her thoughts trailed back to the time when it all began ...
MAAN WAS WRONG ... HE DIDN'T HUMILIATE HER BY LEAVING HER LIKE THAT ... HE MURDERED HER HEART.
Scenes of Maaneet musing on the past merge together...
(Maan sitting by the stream ... and Geet in front of the dresser)
Scene 3:
FLASHBACK
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Ooopsss ... Next episode !!!😃
~End of Episode 10~
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ya ye toofan se pehle wali shanti no babaji
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\geet is mature ya immature 😆
geet over hear every thing
me scared for her decision babaji hell no to marriage
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maant in pain cant see
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n tia will go mad
Story will now move into a flashback mode ... how they come close from hating each other...Will try to update tomorrow.Arrreee and i won't let u die...phir mujhe bade bade comment kaun dega???😃
~Episode 11~
<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<FLASHBACK
Back in College
The college was silent as classes were going on. Some students were roaming in the grounds but that was because they had free periods and were helping in decorating the college for the College Day celebrations. Since RAAD was a one of its kind of an institution, it had a huge reputation in the outside world as a bubbling cauldron of emerging talents. The College Day was important from the aspect that many top most dignitaries and celebrity artists, the who's who of the Arts world would attend the celebrations that spread across one whole week.
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Meanwhile,
Geet was bunking the Poetry class for the umpteenth time...since it was difficult to sleep in Prof Pinto's class with no electricity. (PJ's pov: Geet may not be as focussed as Maan in pursuing the dream of becoming an actor, but it doesn't mean that she was an indifferent idiot. She was just special and different. Geet didn't join RAAD because she wanted to be an actor or a famous artist. She just wanted to live life to the fullest, spreading joy and cheer. Fun for her was synonymous with her friends. After school, Nano wanted to join RAAD...and Geet and Pinki tagged along. But then Geet got admission on her own...means she was talented but it didn't matter to her. She just wanted to be with her best friends Nano and Pinki. She was special cuz in spite of her having no career goals as such, she was good in everything she did...it was simply that she never acknowledged her true worth.
Maan on the other hand was serious about his career, he was determined and focussed towards his goal. He was everything that Geet wasn't. He had long forgotten to have fun. There was only one goal before him ... THE BESTACTOR in the whole world. He was mad about his goal and he didn't see anything before it.
But it's foolish to think we control our lives...no one can control fate or love...and before love everything seems insignificant. And both Maan and Geet were oblivious to the charm that love had already started to weave.
Puh!!! Yeh pov tha ya some lecture...See my brain is still not functioning properly...itz bombed ...still struggling with the writer's block...bare with me puh-leez.)
The poetry class was in full session...it was the second week since Prof Pinto was going on and on about The Wasteland...and the students except for some die-hard Eliot fans were pulling their hairs, ofcourse in their minds. He was mentioning something about 1922 being an important year in the history of Modernism.
"The year 1922 saw the publication of some of the greatest modernist works in English Literature...Eliot's The Wasteland...Joyce's Ulysses...Virginia Woolf...blah blah blah..."
"Oh God! He's still going on about it..."
Prof. Pinto continued unaware of Geet peeping inside trough the window...
"...heap of broken images..."
Nano wiped the sweat off her brow when she saw Geet almost hitting the the window pane in a fainting motion. She stifled her squeak...Pinki was drooling all over her book and even had started snoring. Nano felt cursed to have gotten such idiotic friends...ek class ke bahar...aur ek class ke andar.
Geet could take it no more and decided to walk away...
Geet walked in the corridor in her jeans and loose pink tee folded around her arm like a gunda, wearing a cap. She was dribbling the basketball while walking casually (Thank God...the classrooms were empty...)
She looked really grumpy and suddenly out of the blue she gave a powerful kick to the ball and it flew making a huge projectile...She realised what she had done in her foul mood, but when she looked up tracing the path of the ball, she got a shock.
She saw him at a distance, holding his nose with one hand and holding the ball with the other. He had still not seen the culprit standing in front of him.
She gulped and cursed her fate smacking her head...
"O teri...Arre yaar yeh phir se???? Iss akdoo ne mujhe dekh liya toh phir shuru ho jayega...Waise bhi iski wajah se mera kitna mazzak uda hai...Geet beta ESCAPE..."
She was going to turn back and vanish but suddenly a sight caught her...
Something red was oozing out from his nose...
"BLOOD!!!" she gasped, "Oh no, his nose is bleeding...What should I do now???"
Her eyes widened automatically...and she rushed to his side in a second.
She stood gaping at his face nervously unknown to him, who was holding his nose in pain. The blood drops were trickling down in slow motion...and she was freaking out in fear...she didn't know what to do... "What if he sees the blood? Will he complain to the Principal against her?? Scold her?? Punch her in her nose??? Nahi nahi he can't hit a girl...but what if he does??? Phir toh..I'll punch his nose again...Geet...idiot stop blabbering nonsense in your mind...just think what are you going to do now?"
She frantically looked here and there and then his nose😕...and in all that nervousness and urgency she slid her hand into his pants pocket and removed a neatly folded white handkerchief. He forgot the pain and looked at the owner of the hand that just a few seconds ago were in his pocket...
"What the hell?😡" he thought and looked up.
Anger rushed into his brain😡...seeing her nervous grin🤔...
"Tum???😡 Yeh kya badtameezi hai???😡 How dare you??? And this ball...yeh tumne kiya hai na...on pupsose...I'll not leave you this time Ms Chalta Phirta Disaster.😡"
But before he could say or do anything more...she grinned even more almost painfully as her cheeks were aching with the pressure...and cupped his nose with his hanky that she was holding.
He fumed and Geet looked blank...
TO BE CONTINUED...
GUYS DON'T KNOW WHAT TO WRITE...WILL POST SOON THE REST...TOMORROW PERHAPS😕
Hi guys ... 'am posting the eleventh chapter again with some minute changes ... Chapter twelve below 😃
~Episode 11~
<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<FLASHBACK
College
The college was silent as classes were going on. Some students were roaming in the grounds but that was because they had free periods and were helping in the preparations for the grand College Festival. Since RAAD was a one of its kind of an institution, it had a huge reputation in the outside world as a bubbling cauldron of emerging talents. The College Festival was important from the aspect that many top most dignitaries and celebrity artists, the who's who of the Arts and Entertainment world would attend the celebrations that would last for one whole week.
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Scene 1:
Geet was bunking the Poetry class again ... and more so because it was really difficult to doze off in Prof Pinto's class with no electricity (the college generator was being used for the Festival preparations ' electricity emergency.) (PJ's pov: Geet may not be as focussed as Maan in pursuing the dream of becoming an actor, but it doesn't mean that she was an indifferent idiot. She was just special and different. Geet didn't join RAAD because she wanted to be an actor or a famous artist. She just wanted to live life to the fullest, spreading joy and cheer. Fun for her was synonymous with her friends. After school, Nano wanted to join RAAD, and Geet and Pinki tagged along. But then Geet got admission on her own...means she was talented but it didn't matter to her. She just wanted to be with her best friends Nano and Pinki. She was special cuz in spite of her having no strict career goal, as such; she was good at everything she did. It was just that she never acknowledged her true worth. She was too busy in being happy and spreading fun.
Maan on the other hand was serious about his career, he was determined and focussed towards his goal. He was everything that Geet wasn't. He had long forgotten to have fun. There was only one goal before him ... THE BEST ACTOR in the whole world. He was mad about his goal and he didn't see anything before it. But it's foolish to think we control our lives. No one can control fate or love. Love just happens because it has to happen. And both Maan and Geet were oblivious to the charm that love had already started to weave. To be in love was their fate ... a fate etched in their hearts ... since love was born. ---->Puh!!! Yeh pov tha ya some lecture See my brain is still not functioning properly ... it's bombed still struggling with the writer's block... bear with me puh-leez .)
Coming back<<<<<to the flashback<<<<<
The poetry class was in full session. It was the second week since Prof Pinto was going on and on about The Wasteland (a poem by T.S. Eliot, a perfect representation of modernism in poetry) and the students except for some die-hard Eliot fans were pulling their hairs , ofcourse in their minds. He was mentioning something about 1922 being an important year in the history of Modernism.
"The year 1922 saw the publication of some of the greatest modernist works in English Literature ... Eliot's The Wasteland ... Joyce's Ulysses ... Virginia Woolf ... blah blah blah ... "
Geet after roaming out for a few minutes and finding no one and nothing to relieve her of the 'happiness sucking boredom' decided to check on her pals in the class. She sneaked behind the opened window at the side of the class
"Oh Man! He's still going on about that weird poem that is in prose or prose that is in verse ... whatever???" she smacked her head in utter frustration and completely bored to death.
Prof. Pinto continued unaware of Geet peeping inside through the window trying to grab Nano's attention.
"...heap of broken images..."Prof Pinto continued reading animatedly, pushing his spectacles on his nose with his left hand, and waving the book in his right hand, like he was Eliot himself.
"Pssttt...Pssttt!!!" hissed Geet with caution, almost shoving a boy's face into the table while leaning over him like he was a sack or something.
"Oh no!!" squeaked Nano going numb, when she saw Geet wrinkling her nose and motioning her to come out of the class.
Nano gulped and wiped the sweat off her brow when she saw Geet almost hitting the window pane feigning to faint. She stifled her squeak this time, but her limbs had gone numb and she was soon going to be brain dead. She turned to look at Pinki, but became number when she saw her drooling all over her book ... even worse she had started snoring . Nano felt cursed to have gotten such idiotic friends ... ek class ke bahar ... aur ek class ke andar.
In spite of her efforts when Nano and Pinki were not coming out, Geet could take it no more and decided to walk away. She decided to fetch herself some other source of fun.
...
Scene 2:
Some time later...
Geet walked in the corridor in her jeans and loose pink tee folded around her arm like a gunda, wearing a cap. She was dribbling the basketball while walking casually (Thank God ... the classrooms were empty in this side of the college ... She didn't care where she was ... and moreover she was still sulking about Nano and Pinki ditching her.)
She looked really grumpy and suddenly out of the blue she gave a powerful kick to the ball and it flew making a huge projectile. She realised what she had done in her foul mood, but it was too late...the damage had been done. She looked up tracing the path of the ball and got a 100 watt ka jhatka.
There he stood holding his nose with one hand and her basketball with the other. He had still not seen the culprit standing in front of him. She gulped and cursed her fate smacking her head with her clenched hands, like a mini version of KING KONG (a 100 million times cuter ... a King Kong with killer dimples).
"O teri!!! Arre yaar yeh phir se???? Iss akdoo ne mujhe dekh liya toh phir shuru ho jayega ...Waise bhi iski wajah se mera bahut mazzak udd chukka hai. (PJ: Remember she went on boasting that the College Captain was her BF ' will explain that part some other time) Not again! No way!! Geet beta ESCAPE!!"
She was going to turn back and vanish but suddenly a sight caught her ... Something red was oozing out from his nose...
"BLOOD!!! " she gasped, "Oh no, his nose is bleeding ... Yeh maine kya kar diya?" Her eyes widened in fear, and she rushed to his side in a second.
S he stood gaping at his face nervously. He was unaware to it, holding his nose in pain. The blood drops were trickling down in slow motion ... and she was freaking out in fear. Apart from the obvious fear an unknown sensation was numbing her whole body seeing him in pain. She didn't know what to do. And then she began her non-stop blabbering in her mind, "What if he sees the blood? Will he complain to the Principal against me?? Scold me?? Punch me in my nose??? Nahi nahi he can't hit a girl ... but what if he does??? Phir toh ... I'll punch his nose again ... Geet ... idiot... ullooo ... gadhi ... stop blabbering nonsense in your mind ... just think what are you going to do now?"
She frantically looked here and there and then his nose ... and in all that nervousness and urgency she slid her hand into his pants pocket and removed a neatly folded white handkerchief. He forgot the pain and looked at the owner of the hand that just a few seconds ago were in his pocket ...
"What the he**? 😡 " he thought and looked up.
Anger rushed into his brain ... seeing her nervous grin ... like a Colgate advertisement😃.
"Tum??? 😡 " he barked, his eyes fuming like red hot lava. The anger reflected more of his frustration. In normal circumstances he would have returned the ball with a wave indicating 'it is okay.' But right now, he didn't, he couldn't ... cuz it was her ... and ... and ... he didn't know why she makes him feel so jittery, so lost ... those eyes, her cribbing ... her cute pout, her innocence ... Ugh!!! She makes him feel so miserable (PJ: Duh!! It's not miserable ... Silly boy!!You are so in love ... the clich love at first sight is so very true) ... makes all those emotions surge out that he himself didn't know existed. And he hated it ... he's all about control ... he can't let his emotions go haywire ... Not now, not anytime. And why she of all made him feel so helpless. He hates it ... and so he hates her. (PJ: Oh really??? You wish!!!)
"Yeh kya badtameezi hai??? " he leaned forward glaring at her. Our sherni Geet looked like a meek puppy whose bunny eyes brimmed with tear, lips quivered with a baby pout, seeing so much anger in his eyes . (PJ: Strange??? Geet fearing for the first time??? Yeh kya ho raha hai??)
Seeing his hazy reflection float in those hazels, something twitched in the left side of his chest (PJ: left side of the chest??? Hmmm??? Zarroor uska heart hoga! .) But his emotions disappeared before his will. In no time his muscles became taut when he clenched his fists and jaw ... he hated her for making him weak with her mere presence all the time.
He lost his mind completely ... seeing her stand like a statue (PJ: hmmm ... statue??? He he he ... a statue from whom our munda could not take his eyes off. Gusse ke bahane hi sahi ... Me playing naughty cupid.GRIN😃 GRIN😃 )
"How dare you??? And this ball?? Tumhe pata hai tum na ek ... ek chalta phirta disaster ho ... " he held the ball out almost slamming it into her face. Her mouth fell open in shock and she didn't like his taunt a bit .
"Akdoo kahin ka ... " she mumbled under her breath, turning her head sideways, wrinkling her cute nose in anger.
Maan clenched his teeth at her silly antics , "Yeh yeh yeh tumne kiya hai na ... on pupsose?? I'll not leave you this time. Samjhi?😡"
It is then her eyes registered the bleeding from his nose hadn't stopped, and his entire white shirt was soaked in red. She couldn't bear it for reasons even she couldn't understand.
Before he could say or do anything more ... she grinned widely, almost painfully, her cheeks were aching with the pressure ... and cupped his nose with his hanky that she had removed from his pocket.
He fumed and Geet looked blank ... actually was hiding her concern.
Another chapter coming soon😃
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