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Chp 1 : ghost from the past
The past is not just a word , its full of our memory the good and ones the bad one,our success and our failure, and a lot of people that we used to know or the ones we still do ,we will always know that our past lead us to our phase today and made us the person that we are .
But what if we lose part of that past and that part comeback to hunt us again
" something is going to happen today , i have that feeling " Geet said to herself before she get out from her small green car ,she was dressed in a beautiful green saree with all her jewels on looking like a indian princess, she was looking breath taking that passing men couldn't stop themself from looking at her,her phone ring its her mom , she answer "I know mom im late for my engagement party but sorry i was lost was it necessary to throw the party in his uncle's hotel ?"
Rano " If you had stay at home today you would have come with us but no, you couldn't miss a day of work"
Geet" you know that i had a very important order today i couldn't let everybody down , you know im the best ,if i let them handled things would turn to a mess, by the way in any floor are you?"
Rano said with after she take a deep breath" 15 , you are going to drive me crazy "
Geet said joking
" You are saying that since the day we meet when exactly that is going to happen ?"
Rano said " stop your jocks and come here right now"
Geet laugh and end the call , she start running inside the hotel without caring of the people that look at her , she stop infront of the elevator puch the Button having no idea that she is opening the door to her past , a past start and end with one name Maan Singh Khurana
Geet was waiting for the door to open while looking at the floors numbers above the elevator murmuring with a smile " ...11, 10, 9,8,7,6,5..." not aware that she is doing countdown to meet him again .
Maan was alone in the elevator talking on the phone with a cold tone "Dev im coming ,yes i signed the deal,just prepare the car then start to prepare my private plane, im going back to India today "
Dev " ok ,Maan"
Maan " By the way did get rid of all the bodyguards like i told you"
Dev " no , sir"
Maan " why , they are so much , im not the president of the united state"
Dev laugh and said " i know sir, but your father ask me to protect you"
Maan said without showing a small change in his cold expressions
" Get rid of them im not a ..."
Geet " 2, 1"
suddenly he stop talking when he saw her, a girl enter in the levator not eny girl its GEET, Maan was shocked that he drop his cell phone, Geet was looking to her wristwatch but when she hear the sound of the cell fall she turn to see the guy who was next to her , and she think " this guy look like he just had to shock of his life"
then she pick up the phone from the floor and hand it over Maan
saying " Sir , your cell , sir here is your phone " but Maan was just standing there like a statue , then she said " are you ok sir ? you look like you just see a ghost , sir ? "
Maan just take the phone on silence without stoping looking at her , then when he was about to hold her hand the door open and Geet rush to get out since she was late , while she was walking Maan finally find the strength to scream " Geet"
Geet stop turn and look at him , they keep looking at each other intil the door of the elevator close ,
Geet said " Did that guy just call my name ?" a voice of an employee of the hotel cut her thought "exuse me mam are you Miss Geet ?"
Geet said in a wanderer " yes , iam "
he said " everybody is waiting for you, could you please fallow me " ,Geet" ok "and she fallow him , while her eyes still looking in the elevator direction, and ask herself " Do i know him ?"
Maan was still in a shock state , then he ask himself " was that girl realy Geet ?, maybe just a look alike but she stop when i call her name , but her parents have told me that she died during the surgery"
Maan's shock and confuse turn into anger and say " How dare they lie to me and told me that my wife is dead "
The past is a strong word , it will always hunt us ,as a memory, as a feeling or as a person, we cannot run from it ,specialy if we are the most important part in someone else past
chp 2 calm before the storm , Page 1
chp 3: come with me , page 2
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