hey ppl, sorry didnt updt sooner, 7 months gone, time flies by...........m so sorry i cudnt updt sooner but i had classses and AP classes want a lot of attention.....studies😡...........but its vacation and i thot of updating and even then i was very busy spending time wid my family and i went to trips....i luv my life...lets stop babbling and go on to next part:
Golden Moments
Part 6:
Preet looked shocked at Manmeet. He was furious as he recalled the old days. Though the only question that was in his mind was: What is Prashant doing here of all places?
Anger buubbled in the deep dark eyes as he jerked his head to see Manmeet standing there smiling apologetically, not even a tinge of regret or panick that his doom was staring down at him. He completely turned towards him, frowing at him that he dared to show his face here. Wait! What is he doing here? he thought puzzled. he was called out of his dilemma when he heard the latter say, "Umm sir, I am sorry. Maine dekha nahin ki me kaha jaa raha tha?" He finished rather pleasantly to which Preet became more confused. Why is he acting like he doesn't know me? Ohhh, if it's him, here, then he is upto no good. his hand shot up and he held Manmeet by the collar
Sudden action of violence snapped Manmeet expression from a pleasant one to a confused one. the guys in front of jim looked in complete anger onto him, he heard the guy mutter, "What are you doing here?", angrily. he was perplexed, do I know this guy?? he doesnt look familiar. he thought. "I am sorry magar me aap se intentionally nahi lara tha". he finished hastily. he felt his breath caught up in his lungs when a hard punch landed on his face, making his body lose strength.
"ab yaad aya ke me kaun hoon?" Preet said infuriated. "me tumhe chorunga nahi. tumhari waje se aaj Heer bhabhi humare saath nahi hain?" he spat bitterly.
Manmeet was in too much daze too make out what the other person was saying. he got up from the ground to make a rum for his life when suddenly he felt a hard tug at his shoulder. the other guys jerked Manmeet towards him and landed another punch on his now bleeding face. Manmeet made the attempt to defend himself but his actions were unsuccessful and the punch made him falter and he went onto the ground. For a second, it felt like that he was about to lose conciousness but Preet picked Manmeet again and this time hitting him in his stomach. his breath caught, Manmeet gawked for more breath.
Meher and Ash watched Preet in horror. Both went towards him, taking him by either shoulder and said, "Preet stop it, ye tum kya kar rahe ho?". there was quite some crowd watching around them. Charlie came forward and tried to get Preet off of Manmeet. when this failed, he went to call Heer as she knew how to handle these scandals. Ash took this in and went forward, "Preet....Preet, stop it Preet. Preet log dekh rahe hai. wo kya sochenge". Preet didnt stop and went on pouncing Manmeet. Meher came and put a hand on his shoulder, "Preet, Heer di agar ye dekhengi to unhe kesa lagega?" she asked. Preet looked at her and stood up thinking that she was right.
Charlie went and called Heer, or in this case Shruti. When she heard the news, she came running down the lobby. Oh why? Unhe itni Jaldi kyu milaya vai guru?? kahi Prem to waha nahi hai?? Her heart began to flutter. she wanted to see Prem so badly, which was also part of the reason she ran but when she saw the scene in front of her, she was stunned. No, NO, NO, NO. Why? How? Oh my god? ye kya kar diya tumne Baghwaan? She saw Manmeet unconcious with a crimson liquid flowing freely from his head. for a second she didnt know what to do, her shock well- obvious on her face. she moved forward and knelt down to examine the fallen man. she felt his nerve. a relief came over her, Oh, thank god. he's still alive. She called charlie, "Jaldie say inko emergency ambulance me hospital bhejo". Charlie was only gone back for a minute and he was back with a strecher behind him that was lifted by four people at each corner. Manmeet was settled in the stretcher and taken to the hospital immediately and Heer was to follow after she takes care of certain people.
Preet, Meher, and Ash stood in front of Heer in her office. She was working on her laptop. She looked up but her features didn't reveal any kind of emotions. unknown to them, Heer was fighting inside her in how to talk to her most beloved people especially her sister. she cant just let them go. they hurt Uncle's Nephew and if Uncle finds out that I went easy on them no matter how important the guest, he will surely have his suspicions. Yes, she told him everything but that the guy she was in love with was Prem. she sighed. No, i have to be hard on them. I have to show them that I am Shruti, a person who doesnt care a bit about who they were. A person who is angry because they hit her fiance. A feeling of heaviness pierced Heer's heart. Why? Why does god always test her? she looked up determined. "Now, since you guys started the fight, you wouldn't mind telling me why you started it?" she looked at them coldly. Though it hurt her, she didnt make any movements to show it.
Preet looked at heer, bewildered. He sisnt know that the loving Heer bhabhi that they loved, that Prem Bhaiya loved could be so..........cold. He took in a shaky breath and started, "I am sorry, wo main.....wo dekh ke nahi chal raha tha!" he finshed, unable to come up with a better excuse because of the sudden change of atmosphere. Heer looked at him furisouly, "Mr. Juneja, ye ek hotel hai, koi boxing ring nahi jo aap kahi bhi larai shuru kar de" she paused a bit, "kya unhone aap ko sorry bola tha" hoping the answer would be a no. Preet looked down and whispered, "yes". Heer let go of the breath that she was so desperately holding, "to phir kyu, kyu mara aapne. aap apne ko cilized logo ki tarah ahi rakh sakte." She moved towards them and said harshly, "ye aap ka ghar nahi hai, ek hotel hai. agar aap ne apne raisana (rich and spoilt) tareeqe yaha par shuru kiye to I am afraid but we will have to ask you to leave. You are disturbing a peaceful atmosphere. Make sure aise kuch na ho next time. Ash looked at Heer and nodded. she held Preet by an arm and started for the door when she heard Heer say something that shocked the wits out of them, "waise agar mere fiance ko kuch ho gaya to achcha nahi hoga". she had her back on them and they exited the room
Meher looked at Heer, shocked. Heer's steely glance met with hers and she shuddered. No, it can't be her Heer didi. Heer didi would never talk to anyone like that. she would know why Preet hit Manmeet. Heer didi would never defend the person who their family suffered most from especially Prem. Let alone marry him. Meher looked pleadingly at her and started, "Heer didi, aap ko ye kya ho gaya hai? aap aesa kyun behave kar rahin hai?". Heer looked up to find the furious eyes of her younger sister. Oh, how she wanted to hug her sister cry. How she wanted to tell her sister everything she went through. how she wanted to tell her sister why she has to do anything. yet all she did was looked at Meher, confused. "I am sorry, but who?" she said raising a clueless eyebrow. Meher Frowned, "aap aur kaun?" Heer looked at her shock evident. "me Shruti hoon. Koi Heer nahi". she finshed. Meher looked at her annoyed now, "please apna drama band kijiye. me janti hoon ke aap Heer hai. Didi aap aese kyun kar rahi hai. Us insaan se shaadi kar rahin hai jis insaan ki wajeh se sirf dukh aur dard ke alawa kuch nahi mila." she told Heer shaking her. Heer Jerked her hand away, "enough!!! aap log bahut bol chuke. Mene aap jaise dramatic family kabhi dekhi nahi. aik ko Gussa aata hai to wo fight pe uttar jate hai aur dusre ko apne sister ki yaad aati hai to wo mujhe apni behen kehti hai", she paused to take a deep breath, "what's wrong with you people. aap log itne twisted ho aur haan, me jisse bhi shaadi karun, aap ko kyaa. Manmeet aik bahut achcha larka hai and I love Him!!!!" she hissed.
Meher looked at Heer, hurt. Tears trickling down her cheeks but she still reasoned, "wo prashant hai, Manmeet nahi. Manmeet to pagal hai". Heer frustrated, "Look I know ke uska ek bhai tha but he is in jail now. This guy is Manmeet, he was recovered. I am in love with him". The Matter-of-fact tone Heer spoke with hurt Meher once more. Heer couldnt take it anymore and turned her back on her while Meher marched across the room and made her way outside the office. Heer whispered, "I am sorry" only in time for Meher to catch it. Meher stiffened and she looked back to see Heer's falmiliar eyes. Then she exited the room.
Heer slumped down on the ground as soon as Meher went. she began sobbing. Why? What has she done to deserve this? Why does this always happen to her. whenever she wants to start a fresh, forget old memories, why does her past come greeting her with the comfortableness it always held. She sobbed harder as she remembered the time when she first met Prem. When she first started to work in his hotel. when he came to say sorry on Preet's behalf for acting so indifferently towards Meher. Kahan ho tum Prem. Kaise ho? she went to her cupboard and betwixt all files, there lay a picture of Prem and Meher. She took it and looked at it. she smiled sadly, looking at Meher's chubby face. MEher had gotten thinner, and weaker. What happened to her? Was she properly fed at the Juneja's after she left? Did they make her work like Daljeet chachi. then a sudden reassurance hit her, No, because Prem was there with Meher. Nothing would have happened. She looked at the picture for the last time and close her cupboard. It was time to go to the hospital to visit her fresh start.
Preet and Ash sat there thinking. Heer was going to marry Prashant? Why? Heer loved Prem, and only Prem! Ash looked at preet solemnly, "Preet, How can Heer do this? How can she marry Prashant?". Before Preet could answer, Meher came in, her eyes puffy and red from crying and she said, "thats because she's not our Heer didi". Ash looked at her shocked. Preet smiled sadly and said, "I know she spoke that way with us but i know she's our Heer bhabhi". Meher looked at him and shook her head negatively. this time with confidence. "Preet Heer didi died. This is SHruti and she's marrying Manmeet, not Prashant". Both looked at her incredulously. then she exaplined to them what Shruti had told her. they both looked at each other. sudden guilt evident from Preet's face. "lets go to the hospital and apologize" ash said smiling up at him and he nodded in return.
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Weeks passed, and Manmeet recovered. Heer spent most of her time at the hospital taking care of Manmeet. The injuries weren't fatal but gave her an excuse to get away from the Junejas. in the meantime, MAnmeet and Heer had grown to like eachother, though just as friends and nothing more in Heer's part. Today though, she was at the hotel getting ready for her engagement with Manmeet that was to be held in few minutes. Manmeet was discharged just last week and her uncle decided for this. Every guest at the hotel were invited, so was the Junejas. Heer looked at herself. she was wearing a white lehenga that was adorned with white pearls and marbles. she wore a simple diamond necklace and earrings that her uncle had made her wear simply for this special occasion. her hairs that curled down from the bottom was in a loose bun and her face glowed even in little make-up. she looked up herself in the mirror. it was time
Two people, one was mukti and the other was her friend, came to take her downstairs. both either side of her and held her arms. she nervously came down, glancing here and there to catch familiar figure of the Junejas. when she saw none, she sighed in relief. she came down in front of Manmeet and smiled. This was it!!! This is when they get engaed and then comes marriage. Heer closed her eyes as the tears threatened to come to her eyes. she felt herself being pulled and saw her uncle pulling her towards the center. the announcement for the engaenemt and there they were holding rings. she moved her trembling hands and put the ring on Manmeet's finger and Manmeet did the same. she looked up to find his eyes at her, smiling comfortingly yet she felt cold as behind him was the door where stood the love of her life, looking shockingly in her eyes, in her soul, devouring her defenses. There stood Prem
Sorry guys if it bored you, next part will be from Prem's POV...plzz R&R
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