OS: Milan By Thief

 

^credit:- Krishna_Sourav

 

New York University… Most famous college around the world in the heart of New York… In one of their auditorium one of the guest were presenting a topic on some research. So the students who were studying regarding subject were also attending the lecture… But lecture was so boring… Most of the students were busy doing something on their mobile phones… Some people scribbling something on the papers may be to assure teacher that they are attending the lecture showing they are writing notes… First benchers were seriously writing notes… in the corner there were few businessmen sitting and grasping the information which was being shown so as to invest later or something…

 

But one person’s eyes were on just one figure who was sitting at the back doing something on mobile… Maan Singh Khurana was shocked to see her, Geet Handa after so many years… And this time he was not able to take his eyes off her… May be it was her beauty or his first crush… Yes crush 4 years ago both just bumped into each other then and there Maan liked her… Like at first sight kind of… Both bickered about whose mistake it was fighting for 10 minutes they went on their own ways… After that even he was trying to find out about her but Allas! Maan failed in the mission… Accepting defeat he stopped thinking about her… now suddenly after four long years he is seeing her… it is no less than a miracle for him…

 

 

Geet Handa who was busy looking in her phone… She was drooling on someone… Stalking that person through internet… But her friend, Pinky who was sitting besides her, murmured in Geet’s ears… “When will you stop… He is a celebrity” Geet glared at her… “So what… can’t I knit a dream????”  Pinky agreed the thought of Geet, though she never asked her but her curiosity increased and asked “why did you like this man why not others????” Geet still looking at his pic said “well… We bumped at each other… and we fought… I liked him at first but he was so arrogant… Still I don’t know why I liked him… I was in hurry and my friend called me so I left from the sight and on the next day I flew down here… I left everything behind to start a new life but that Person, I could not leave behind… Once I was surfing through the channels and his interview was airing… then I came to know he is none other that MAAN SINGH KHURANA” now Pinky’s all attention was towards Geet, Geet continued “then I searched on the internet for the same name… and then allas I found out about him… he is a number one businessman in India… About him if I start telling you then we need another seminar hall… so I think this is enough for you to know that he is a businessman” Pinky sighed and said “well then I hope your boyfriend Sameer will not mind…”

 

 

Geet started coughing dramatically… Rolling her eyes she started telling “Ohh that Sameer, I told you many times he is jus my friend… He wanted to make his soon-to-be girlfriend jealous… he asked me… and I agree… “soon the seminar got over and everybody started moving out…Maan wanted to talk to her… But other businessmen stopped him doing so… He was annoyed but the he gave in finally and stayed back…

 

 

Geet was walking down on the streets of New York, which was flooded by people… Maan who got down from the car, craving for hot, steamy coffee… got hold of Geet. Maan was making way towards Geet siding the people. But he saw something unusual… Geet was making an attempt to stop the thief from stealing her bag… But in front of the force of that person she could not… she was looking here and there frantically.

 

 

After some time brooding on it she started walking towards her home… She was glad that nothing but some dollars were in it and the notes… She was thanking her god about forgetting her important things at home… She was in her thoughts but a sound of her name caught her attention…

 

 

Maan was huffing puffing moving his eyes searching for that particular figure… He thanked his stars when he spotted his person of interest. He started walking towards her and came exactly in front of her… Geet who was in her own thoughts gasps loudly when she saw him… she could not believe it after four long years she will see him “the big shot personality” as she likes to call him…

 

 

Words were not coming out of her mouth… Maan smirked looking at her reaction and came little more close to her… and whispered “thought this is New York Geet close your mouth… I don’t like drooling girls… until and unless…” Maan left the sentence in mid he trusted Geet about thinking bad remark on it… Geet glared him immediately and big smile adorned on his lips…

 

 

“Four years Mr. Maan and still arrogant as it is… anyways black tom (black cat that too male version) already crossed my way… May be bad happened to me early thinking I won’t be able to handling too much cruelty after you… ” Maan was enraged when she called him Tom he could not control he stopped her blabber by pressing his lips to her… He encircled his arms around Geet’s petite body and deepened the Kiss when Geet gasped…

 

 

Clouds… Clouds… Heaven… too good… This was the thoughts running in Geet’s mind… But when reality crashed she started pushing him away… But Maan was nowhere near to stop… Both were grasping oxygen… Maan in short moment pushed Geet’s bag in her hands… Geet’s eyes widened… she felt guilty… she was furious as well…  But first thing first…

 

 

“How??? Bag??? You????” Maan looking at her intently said “I found him stealing your bag and I chased him…” Geet nodded in understanding… In next moment she started hitting him with her bag… “How dare you to kiss me… it was my first and why why!!!!!!” Maan smirked and held her hands…

 

 

Maan pulled Geet with such force she landed exactly on his chest… He moved his lips near her ears… pressing a kiss he said “and I wish to be a last… Call Me… And do not think I won’t find you…”

 

 

And he left from there… Smiling broadly… Geet who was in shock said “call Me… Go to Hell… I don’t have your number… You arrogant” she looked in her hand there was a card… On that it was his contact information… “she was thinking when did he put in” finding no answer to her question… she stomped her foot and left from there… Smiling brightly…

 

It marked as a starting of a new story…

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