‘Acha, kaun hai woh? Abhi tak kyun nahi
aaya’ (Oh really! I wonder who he is and
why has’nt turned up yet.)
‘Maan Singh Khurana!’
A young man announced from the footsteps
of the entrance as he entered holding a duffle bag in one hand and a bouquet of
roses in another, wearing a white shirt on denim jeans.
His deep voice resonated his name across
the hall they all sat in and everyone turned to look at him. A head full of
black hair with a light stubble not quite grown to its full maturity, sharp
jaws set with a slight smile on his lips as he walked towards Jassi ji and
Haider. ‘Main hoon jiska yahaan intezaar tha!’ (It’s me who everyone was waiting for)He said and then held the
bouquet across to Jassi ji and added ‘Yeh gulab aap ke liye’ (these roses are for you)
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This is that jovial sneaky fun and mysterious Maan Singh Khurana...
Hope the laughter in his eyes like in the pic below can be seen when you read the scene above.....
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This is that jovial sneaky fun and mysterious Maan Singh Khurana...
Hope the laughter in his eyes like in the pic below can be seen when you read the scene above.....
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