Teri meri, meri teri prem kahani hai mushkil
Do lafzon mein yeh bayaan na ho paaye
Ik dooje se huey juda Jab ik dooje ke liye bane
Teri meri, meri teri Prem kahani hai mushkil
Do lafzon mein yeh bayaan na ho paaye
He was alone in his room as he chooses always to be. Thinking of what he has done; leaving her in their wedding day while she was waiting for HIM happily and listening to the song 'Le jaayenge dilwali dulhania le jaayenge'. Her smile was spreading like a sunshine in the place- reflecting her delight that she was going to be finally his wife in front of their families, people, her DM, and the whole world. 'How happy she was, but what happened with my mother all because...' then his heart protested, 'because of what? She's not at fault. Your mother has died, but Khushi lives for you'.
Then he remembered how she supported him, when he needed her, how she cared about him even when he hurt her, how she put her life at risk to save his. Staying awake the whole night to look after him. She has done and still does everything for him just for him, and what I give her in return- only pain.
People have blamed her for marrying me. And when they knew that our marriage is incomplete, they blamed her again for living with me. She's always the one to be blamed for my faults. And now they would blame her if this marriage broke. No one will have mercy on her.
Bas khayal tumhara lamha lamha tadpaye
Yeh tadap keh rahi hai mit jaaye faasle
Yeh Tere mere darmayaan hai Jo saare
He remembered the romantic moments with her, he remembered when she was teasing him and calling him 'Swami ji'. He missed her and her 'Laad Governor' I really deserve this title. His brain and heart had the same wishes this time with no contradictions. I don't want to hurt you any more as I've promise you and myself. I know it's late, but still late better than nothing at all. I'll come and have you forever and make you Mrs. Arnav Singh Raizaada- My Khushi.
Without observing the time, he gathered his family to go with him to her house and bring his dulhan. No one has argued with him for his and his bride's sake and their happiness. Silently with a big smile they took their seats in the cars.
The two cars stopped there before her Buaji's house where no one was asleep. Each one was alone thinking of what happened the last few hours confusingly. He knocked the door and opened it without waiting for someone to do that. She stared at the clock one more; she couldn't feel the passing of the time. She heard the sound, but thought it's her fantasy. Her family gathered at the door.
"You. This time here?!" Buaji was the one who could speak.
"I came to take my dulhan" she couldn't miss his voice, his words rang like a bell in her ears.
She ran and stopped at the threshold of her door, she saw him- the regret in his eyes- she smiled bitterly. Her tears started to flow down like a fall of water. 'He came for me,' she thought and she ran to him. He opened his arms to her, hugged her, and kissed her forehead.
"I'm really sorry, Khushi." She hit his chest.
"Our wedding will take place now with the same preparation, the same place. Everything will be the same, but the guests are not," he said while he was holding her arms.
Teri meri baaton ka har lamha sab se anjaana
Do lafzon mein yeh bayaan na ho paaye
Har ehsaas mein tu hai har ek yaad mein tera afsaana
Do lafzon mein yeh bayaan na ho paaye
Some of Khushi's relatives went with them. They called the priest to the place, and they started to perform the rituals. When they stood for the pheres, he thought with a smile, 'You were the reason behind all of this, but you gave me the chance to prove my love again.' He repeated all the promises. He believed in all those rituals for the first time because of her and for her. After following all the rituals, he lifted her to their room, promising her silently to bring all the happiness to her, to respect her, and to sacrifice for her.