****Part 2****
"Alrighty!
I am going to head on now. Let the action begin" I called as I ran up the
stairs to make the grand entry. I was too excited and in my hurry took large
steps up the stairs skipping one two steps….. and when I finally reached the
top, entered the main door, took the first two steps, that's when my stupid
traitorous long beautiful white saree and my feet cheated me because my left
foot stepped on the front hem of my saree and I staggered slamming hard on
someone, the force of which had me falling back hard on the floor. It took me
total of two seconds to realize that I had fallen, a man's shadow lumbered over
me, a silence fell around me, and my grand entry had been ruined!
"Ouch" I exclaimed as
I lifted my head from the hard floor.
"It's so wonderful to
see you Geet" Atul greeted as he helped me off the floor. "Was that part of the
plan?" he asked in a whisper, still holding my arm as I tried to compose
myself.
"No" I answered as I
peeked over his shoulder. Everyone was staring in our direction, the press
already clicking pictures. There goes my grand entry! Sheesh Kabab! This was
definitely not what I had planned; I did not want to see a picture of my fall!
Atul sighed in relief at my answer and withdrew his hand from my arm.
"Then why did you
fall?" my unofficial brother-in-law asked me, the idiot still did not
comprehend that it was an accident.
"oh…that! just
checking whether the carpet felt as soft as it looks! And of course you know
how I enjoy falling down and getting hurt" I mocked as I hugged him, I felt a
dull ache in my head. I needed some comforting. I completely ignored the eyes
of all the guests on me.
"So is it?"
"Is what?" I asked
Atul confused at his question.
"The carpet! Is it as
soft as it looks?" did he seriously just ask me that question?
"No!" I grimaced,
rubbing the back of my head with my fingertips.
"Oh… do you want to
check the one near the stairs…. That one looks a lot softer than this one"
"Honestly" I snorted
at his suggestion.
"let's go check…. If
you want I can give a you push… to… you know… make it look like you fell
accident-"
"Atul!"
"Yes?"
"Shut up!"
"If you insist"
I rolled my eyes at
him in annoyance… out of all the men in this party why the Sheesh Kabab did I
slam into Atul, if it had been any other man then he would have definitely
stopped my fall… and I would not be facing such humiliation right now…
and Where the H were the girls when I needed them! Everyone was still staring
in my direction…. I needed a distraction, something to get everyone's attention
on something else. And there it was…. the distraction… my rescue came in
the form of Maan Singh Khurana, everyone turned their attention behind me, at
the entry door where Maan Singh Khurana entered wearing an Armani black suit,
with a cigar in his hand, a sapphire ring in his left hand finger and that grim
expression on his face. How did I know this with my back facing him? Simple.
That was how he always made his entrance, the same old black and the same old
grim look and still managed to get everyone's attention!
"Geet! You ruined
everything!" Pari accused glaring at me. I looked up to see the group walking
towards me. Now they come, where were they when I had my fall, if they had been
with me then I wouldn't have had that awful fall!
"Shut up!" I snapped
at Pari, Anjali di glared at Atul's hand which was still wrapped around my
shoulder, I snuggled closer to Atul and smirked at Anjali di.
"Atul!" Anjali di
warned as she tugged Atul away from me.
"Stay away from my
man" Anjali di ordered
"Okay" I said stepping
away, Ridhima di giggled.
"Misha, let's go
search for Pari's sexy brothers" this time Ridhima di gave me a glare. "I mean
Pari's Mama ji" I laughed.
"Geet, are you okay?
Should I get you some ice for the head?" this is why Misha was my best friend.
She was always so very concerned about me, being a very kind and caring
friend. She had followed me behind, while the rest were still giving me
the angry disappointed glares. I seriously didn't care about having ruined my
grand entry; I still had the rest of the evening left to create the buzz…..
"I am okay. Don't
worry" I lied while taking the punch from the waiter and walked towards the
giant Christmas tree, overly decorated with too many beautiful ornaments and
sparkling lights. I suddenly felt an uneasy feeling of someone discretely
following me, as if someone's gaze followed me continuously……
"Don't worry Geet, it
still worked despite your fall. The press is following you like glue and look
how everyone is staring at you wide eyed" Misha assured me.
"So did you get the
chance to place our ornament on the Christmas tree after our failed attempt
last week?" I asked instead sipping on my punch as I viewed the beautifully
decorated tree; I smiled seeing our group picture ornament on the tree. I was
well aware of the many eyes following me and the many whispers going on about
me.
"Yes! I sneaked in at
night and placed it at the other side" Misha snickered.
"Dad about had a heart
attack seeing the freakish ornament on the tree in the morning! You know how
dad gets so possessive about the Christmas tree. He doesn't even let mom touch
the tree!" Misha sighed and I nodded my head in agreement, Uncle Russell really
was very possessive when it came to decorating Christmas tree!
"I can't wait to open
my present. It's going to be so much fun to open all our presents
together" Misha exclaimed in excitement. I nodded my head in agreement,
even I couldn't wait to open the presents, there were far too many gifts and
the fun was opening with the others.
"There comes Pari and
others" Misha informed, I didn't look at them, I was still angry at Pari's
outburst.
"So what's the plan?"
Anjali di asked joined by the others.
"I am going to seduce
him with my moves!" I revealed them the secret. They all raised their eyebrows
at me.
"Dance! One dance with
Khurana!" I announced to my group pointing towards the dance floor which was
already crowded with young and old couples. I turned back to my friends waiting
for their squeal of excitements at my brilliant plan but they all simply stared
at me with an incredulously look on their faces.
"I am going to dance
with Khurana and this dance will end with Khurana kissing me!" I explained them
and waited for their reaction but they still stared at me open mouthed as if…
as if… Sheesh Kabab!
"Misha!" I called
loudly snapping my fingers in front of her to drag her back to earth! My loud
voice and my fingers snapping seemed to have done the trick of bringing my
friends back to me.
"Sissy, did I just
hear you say the word dance?" Ridz di asked with, a dreadful look on her face.
"Yes! I am going to
dance with Khurana!" I gushed, excitement bubbling inside me.
"Ouch!" Atul exclaimed
holding his shin, a painful look on his face.
"What happened, Atul?
Are you hurt?" Anj di asked with concern. I suppressed the urge to gag at the
display of affection.
"Yes, just remembered
the time when I had danced with Geet" Atul grimaced.
Sheesh Kabab! He did
not just say that! how dare he insinuate such a thing about my dancing skills;
which I tell you are excellent! Modest; I never was!
"Babes, I think you
should do something else to get that kiss!" Misha suggested, patting on my
forearm. Not her too!
"Yes, Geet, Just drop
all your ideas that have anything to do with dancing" Pari requested with
desperation.
"NO! I am not!" I
refused them all.
"Geet, you do remember
what happened the last time you decided to dance?" Ridz di asked.
"No! I
don't!" I snapped. Yes, I did remember… it ended with four people
hospitalized…. But I had nothing to do with it! Honest!
"Remember how you
injured your dance instructor?"
"Shut up!"
"Remember the
time-"
"No."
"Or at the
club-"
"NO."
"And at
Nikki's-"
"No!"
*********** 10
tortures minutes later************
"So, it is decided! I
am going to get that kiss by the end of that dance!" I declared after they all
fell silent.
"Geet!" Misha
screamed, stomping her foot.
"Misha!" I screamed in
returning, stomping my foot.
"So where is he?" I
asked, my eyes searching through the crowd.
"Who?" Atul asked.
"Khurana" I answered
indifferently, my eyes searching for the man. There he was, sitting at the bar,
sipping on his wine, his eyes probing the crowd and then suddenly they stopped
at my direction. He stared at me, his eyes surveyed me from top to bottom, his
eyebrow pricked in recognition and in shock at my different form. He raised his
brow in question at me while I gave him a sweet smile in return and slowly made
my way to him, carefully walking in a manner Anjali di always did and I hoped I
had it right this time! Khurana drained down his drink, placed the empty glass
on the bar counter and stood up to greet me with an unknown glint or he might
have stood up to escape from my presence but I am going to go with the
former……
"Singhania" He said
and a displeased look covered the glint I had seen or was I mistaken? Was it
anger? Must have been anger, he always gave me that angry look. The guy still
hadn't forgotten that incident! For god's sake it's been years, couldn't he
just let it go! I still remember the look he had given me that day nearly 9 yrs
ago. He had absolutely loathed me; it was pure hatred I had seen in his eyes
that day and I still see that same loath behind his mask…..
"Merry Christmas,
Khurana!" I greeted extending my hand to him. Bas$$$d! "Singhania" That was all
he said, couldn't he just be a gentleman for once and tell me how beautiful I
looked tonight. Modest; I never was! He glared at me before taking my hand and
kissing the back of it and quickly letting it go. I smirked inwardly at his
uncomfortable posture, he was angry, distressed at my advance but he couldn't
do anything; the reports were present, clicking in our pictures, the guests
watched us. Everyone was expecting some big drama to unfold between us. Seems
like even they hadn't forgotten the incident!
"What is it now, Geet?
What are you all playing at this time?" He asked glaring at me angrily and then
darting his eyes at my group. I was still waiting for him to compliment me, it
isn't like I dressed up, had a makeover for him to notice me as a young woman
rather than his niece's spoiled friend. Really it had nothing to do with him!
Honest!
"Nothing, I just
thought maybe you could do with a company tonight, I see you are without a date
(as always) so thought to join you" I answered giving him the glass of wine. It
would be better to have him drunk rather than in his senses. He looked at me
with disbelief before taking the glass from my hand.
"It's not going to
work this time. I am not going to fall for another trick of yours this time" he
said gulping the drink and taking another one. Fool he didn't know he was
already falling for it. Ha Ha Ha! Evil; I always was!
"Chill Khurana, why
don't we go and dance?" I suggested wrapping my hand around his arm and
dragging him towards the dance floor, winking at Misha and others who stood at
the far end, watching our interaction.
All I Seee…
In Hersszzz Touch
Wats D Fun ? Ah Ah
Do U Know Wht I Mean It Isz ?
Mmmm
Sup Sup
Oooooo
Can I Get Ya
Oooooo
Can I Touch Ya
Oooooo
Can I Get Ya
Oooooo
Khurana
glared down at me, trying hard to appear disapproving. But of course it
wasn't easy with my face grinning charmingly up at him and I knew I had
succeeded in developing alarming cracks to his resolve and the firm wall he had
created around him to keep girls away from himself……..
Zara Zara Touch Me Touch Me Touch Me
Ah Zara Zara Kiss Me Kiss Me Kiss Me
Ah Zara Zara Hold Me Hold Me Hold Me
Ah Zara Zara .. Oooo Ooo Ooo
Touch Me Touch Me Touch Me
Ah Zara Zara
Kiss Me Kiss Me Kiss Me
Ah Zara Zara
Hold Me Hold Me Hold Me
Ah Zara Zara
Oooo Ooo Ooo
Bin Tere Sanam Is Jahan Mein
Beqkaar Hum
Dum Da Dum Da Dum
Bin Tere Sanam Is Jahan Mein
Beqkaar Hum ….. 2
[ Zara Zara
Touch Me Song Lyrics @ Http://Www.Hindilyrix.Com ]
The song was perfect for the
moment, I couldn't believe my luck. I was dancing rather too loudly, and well
completely forgot that I had planned to seduce Khurana with my moves… speaking
of him where the H was he… I looked around and noticed the whole dance floor
was cleared. Was I the only one who was dancing like a maniac…No, I
wasn't! Khurana stood in the center of the dance floor, his hands folded,
his trademark smirk edged on his face, his stance still as his eyes stared at
me with amusement… what was he doing in the middle of the dance floor so far
away from me? Wasn't I dancing with him when I stepped on the dance floor… Was
I so immersed in my dancing that I left him there by himself while I danced
around the whole dance floor… I grimaced inwardly as the image of me flying
around the dance floor entered my mind… erm…maybe I should have listened to
Misha…
In the end it was not
bleak prospect of my friends laughing at my failure that forced me to walk back
up to Khurana who stood smirking at me. I wasn't one who got embarrassed or
mortified because of my actions, no, I never cared for what people thought of
me but I did care about Khurana's views on me! But more than anything, it was
my uncontrollable sense of adventure and the stubborn streak that I was born
with that never allowed me to give up so easily. I had stepped onto the dance
floor with a motive and I planned to accomplish that! I would not let my
clumsiness get in my way…. and so I took a deep breath, lifted up my shoulders
and walked up to Khurana with my head held high. He only raised his brow in
question when I wrapped my arms around his neck and began the dance of
seduction.....
"I love you, you know
that right?" I said moving my face closer to Khurana, breathing in his cologne.
Then wanting to get a reaction from him, I purposely pursed my lips and very
lightly blew on his neck.
Khurana staggered for
a moment, stared at me in a calculating manner, "Is it another dare this time?
Am I the new prey this time?" He asked in anger, but I saw through him.
Khurana's control seemed to have vanished the second he felt my breath on his
neck. He ran his hands across my nearly bare back and pulled me in slightly,
trying to get closer to me without making it too obvious. And then he did
something that freaked me out, no he didn't kiss me…. He dipped his head down
and smelled my hair. Ewwwww….. Sick…. I know! His hand suddenly wrapped around
my waist in a tight grip, and his hand reached out to touch my face, his eyes
expressed an unknown desire, and his fingers tingled on my cheek. I could feel
the blush creeping up on my whole face, at the touch and his warm breath
fanning on my face. When had he come so close to me, his nose was almost
touching mine, his eyes were staring deeply into mine, I stared back at him in
confusion, shocked at the sudden change in him…... the music changed to a
soft number and I suddenly found myself tightly enveloped in his arms… I forgot
to breathe for the next five minutes… as my body was moved, lifted, twirled and
arched in Khurana's hands… he pulled me and pushed me, our bodies swaying to
the music…
Kurbaan hua
Teri tishnagi mein yun
Kurbaan hua
Teri aashiqui mein yun
Bekhudi mein bekali mein
Bekasi mein hua
Tujhko har duaa di, aur dagaa bhi
Aur fanaa hua
Kurbaan huaaaaa…
Kurbaan hua ha haaannnaaa..
Ada pe…wafa pe….jafa pe
Kurbaan huaaaa
Kurbaan hua ha haaannnaaa…
Ru-ba-ru hai tu magar
Tanha hai yeh jahaan
Jal uthe meri kufr se
Saanson ka yeh samaan
Ooooo…
Kya hua
Pal mein jaane kho gaya kyon
Tu mila aur judaa imaan hua yun
Bekhudi mein bekali mein
Bekasi mein hua
Tujhko har duaa di, aur dagaa bhi
Aur fanaa hua
Kurbaan huaaaaa…
Kurbaan hua ha haaannnaaa..
Ada pe…wafa pe….jafa pe
Kurbaan huaaaa
Kurbaan hua ha haaannnaaa
"Sheesh Kabab!" was the only
words that escaped from me when our dance finally ended… that was the most
thrillingly, amazingly fatal dance I ever had in my life….
"Beautiful" he sighed his thump caressing my
cheek. Finally! I was getting tired of waiting for his compliment! The jerk had
to take so long and then ends up saying just beautiful! I want to hear more
than that! I wanted him to say how sexy, gorgeous, and breathtakingly beautiful
I looked in my white saree, how I have captured his heart with my beauty and
innocence…. erm… maybe not innocence….. but definitely my beauty. Like I
said before modest, I never was. We were just swaying to the music now, he
still had his hand wrapped around my waist, which made it impossible for me to
move freely and dance like I usually would have….
It was getting more
and more difficult to breath. Now there is no need to assume things; it was
only because of the nasty smell of cigar and brandy coming from him. Honest! I
simply could not take my gaze away from him, his eyes held mine. Now don't go
on assuming things again, it was only because he held my face in his hands.
Honest! It was getting rather too intense, I could feel the eyes of everyone on
us, and I saw the flashes of pictures being taken. Yes…. now was the time to
take the last action.
"Kiss me… Kiss me
Khurana" I urged, bringing in desire and earnest into my voice, reaching my
hands towards his neck, entwining my fingers in his hair. I knew the desire was
visible in my eyes; my lips trembled at the feel of his finger tracing my
bottom lip. Would he just do it before I lose my patience and give up on this
act! I don't think I can manage to keep up with being so close to him, it was
all getting a little too intense to my liking. I don't want to see that desire
and lust for me in his eyes, I felt very uncomfortable with that look I prefer
the anger and annoyed look he always gave me……
"Was it for me?" he
asked, I looked at him in confusion. What the H was he asking? Couldn't he just
shut up and kiss me already! His eyes raved up my body stopping at my lips
"This" he said his fingers twirling a strand of my hair.
"No" I denied; the
idiot thought my makeover was for him. Fool! did he think I still had that
stupid girl crush on him, it had been years since then and I have gotten over
my crush on him years ago. Honest!
He frowned at my quick
denial and I saw the disbelief in his eyes.
"It has nothing to do
with you. You better believe it!" I showed my directness of this through my
eyes.
"Yeah sure…. I believe
you" he said dryly, letting go of me and then swiftly turned and walked away
with all the grace that I am apparently in need of.
I stood there and
blinked after him. What had just happened? What did I just do? It was all
perfect, he was just about to kiss me but no he had to show that arrogance of
his. A$$$$$e!
My eyes continued to
observe his back as he stood surrounded by the press reporters. I realized the
many eyes on me, laughing at my distress. I turned and stepped down from the
dance floor and walked confidently, if not steadily towards the bar, which was
now devoid of any people. My stupid ankle was hurt because of that embarrassing
fall and I was also embarrassed by the abrupt end to my dance with Khurana.
Bas$$$d! I hate him as much as he hates me! Honest!
I needed a drink, to
calm my rising anger and hatred for Khurana…… I quickly grabbed the wine
bottle, glared at the bar tender who opened his mouth to question my legality.
No one dares to ask me that question! I have been drinking wine since I was
fifteen! I angrily filled in the glass with wine, brought the glass to my lips
and started to drink, when something caught my eye. Turning to confirm what I
saw, I actually choked on my wine. Adi!
Ohh H…. if he sees me
flirting with Khurana then my love story will end even before it started! Adi…
a senior in my college, the perfect student, every teacher's favorite student,
the best hockey player in state, the studious student and my current crush
which was developing into something more day after day…. *sigh* but Adi…. he
was still unaware of my feelings for him, he still did not understand why he
always saw me everywhere around him!
"Geet!" Misha rushed
up to me, followed by others.
"Adi is here in the
party" Pari screeched loudly turning the guests head in our direction.
"I know" I sighed,
draining on my wine and having another fill.
"Geet, one glass is
enough!" Misha advised, more like ordered and snatched the wine bottle from my
hand.
"I hate you all" I
muttered before stomping off to settle scores with Khurana. I really did want
to be with Adi then but it was too risky to take the chance. I wanted to find
Khurana and annoy him to death!
"What is this Cutieee,
you promised to stay by my side the whole night" I complaint to Khurana, who
was still surrounded by the press. For just one second I saw an incredulous
look on Khurana but that was just for one second, I guess he realized the
reports were staring at us with their cameras flashing on us.
Khurana raised his
dark eyebrows at my tone, but otherwise did not make any other sign that he
noticed anything remarkable about my behavior. "Of course cutie-pie, let's go" he
said, his tone dripping with fake sweetness, and turned towards the reports
"Please excuse us"
"Is it true then, Mr.
Khurana?
"Are you dating Geet
Ray Singhania?"
"Is it true that she
is your date for tonight's party?"
"Don't you think she
is too young for you?"
"She is still a minor,
Is Mr. Singhania okay with your relationship with her?"
The questions
continued on, as Khurana dragged me away from the press. At last Uncle Rusell
had to come and take the press reporters away. Khurana sighed in relief and I
sighed in disappointment, I wanted to answer their questions but Khurana had
stopped me from saying anything!
"What are you playing
at, Geet?" He growled angrily, his hand tightly held my arm. We had finally
gotten away from the press and the curious guests. He had dragged me to a
corner; a huge poinsettia was placed at the side which covered our views from
the curious eyes.
"What do you mean,
cutieee?" I asked, tugging my hand at his tie, wiping an invincible dust from
his shirt and then I did what I knew would get to him! I bended my head at an
angle and peered at him through my lashes, innocently batting my eyes and
biting on my bottom lip. He gaped and blanched at me, stepping back a
foot. Damn! It always worked with men but it seems like Khurana wasn't
like other men….. I am starting to doubt his gender preferences now……. maybe
the rumors were true after all…. maybe......
"Do not play
the innocent with me. Refuse it all you want, but end this act…. Now!" His
voice was low and stern, but not really harsh. I saw the loathing full force in
his expression. I could clearly see the challenge in his eyes, a challenge I
will not refuse!..... errr….maybe I will…. Just this once…..
"Stop with this
nonsense game you are playing with me or I swear to god, I will make you regret
this day!" he warned, glaring down at me.
I didn't know how to
react, so I just merely nodded my head and said nothing. It was safest move,
just nod and agree with him when he stared at you with such loathness and that
deadly warning his voice hinted at.
"The next time you
feel the need to embarrass me in such a way again; I promise you, the
consequences of such actions will not be so light. Next time, you will
be punished!" He said huskily into my ear, before giving me a wet kiss on my
cheek. Ewwww…. Sick…. I wiped my cheek with my hand, trying to get his salvia
out of my skin! While Khurana let go of his tight hold on me, straightened
himself and again for the second time left me standing there but not before
glaring down his nose! A$$$$$e! I stomped my foot in anger and headed off
towards the group…… I did not want to be anywhere near him… braveness be
damned!
******Angel******
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