Golden Moments pt7(b) pg22 updt Aug 1st, 2010 - Page 13

His eyes began to water as his eyes remembered what Raamu kaka had said, "Heer bitiya is duniya me nahi hai, wo is train se jaa rahi thi, me uske sath ticket lene gaya tha wo amritsar jaa rahi thi aur in survivor me se wo nahi hai, me aap ko batana chahta that ke wo jaa rahi hai par usne mujhe apni kasam khilai thi"?He closed his hand making it into a fist, tightly digging his finger in the hot palms that wanted to do nothing but get angry and furious at Raamu Kaka. He knew that it was Raamu kaka's fault. He knew that some things are just inevitable, but this? Was it really that inevitable? He shut his eyes tightly and covered them with his palms so he can stop the tears; hide the tears from whatever the unknown source there was. He wanted to kill Duljeet chichi. He wanted to destroy her because if it weren't for her then Heer would still be here. He removed his palms and fresh tears made their way down his cheeks. No! It isn't their fault. It is not their fault. Neither raamu kaka's nor duljeet chichi. It was his fault. Yes, it was his fault. His love was not strong enough! His love was not good enough and that's why Heer didn't stop. He knew that he was wrong. He knew that she loved him dearly and he knew that that's why he can't blame his love No! I can blame myself. She left because of me. She left because she wanted to see me happy. She left so I can fulfill wishes of my family and marry Ash. She left so we can be happy no matter how miserable she is! And that was the day when Prem Juneja decided that he will not cry. That he will be happy. That he will not let her death go to waste. That he will do what Heer always wanted to do in this family. He will unite the family as Heer had always wished it to be united. Yes, he will protect Meher. He will protect his brothers and sisters. He will live and carry all the dreams that his love, his Heer, had left for him.

He wiped the tears and removed the damp white covers from top of him, when he realized that it has been days since he smiled. It has been days since he got out of the hospital bed. He smiled bitterly. It hurt him. Eventhough his lips were smiling, his heart was still mourning for Heer. Three months gone already and he pretended to be in a coma so he could escape from the reality towards the world that he created of His and Heer's golden moments. A place where Heer fed him, took care of him?and most of all loved him! He closed his eyes and heaved a painful sigh. The tears seemed to follow the same path down his cheeks and he felt the hotness piercing his every breath. He wiped them harshly hoping that it will help him and it did as his ring injured him on his cheeks and blurry traces of crimson liquid gushed out. It worked not because it was hurting him, but because it helped him in escaping from the reality for a little bit more; the reality where he couldn't be happy, not like Heer, who would do anything to make others happy. Even sacrifice herself for others.

He heard sudden shuffling noises when he felt a cold finger touch him. He jerked the hand away, and looked up only to find a nurse checking his temperature. She smiled kindly at him and exited the room. His bewildered expression didn't even wither when the whole family rushed into the room, a relieved smile evident on their pale faces. He looked at them and smiled back. It was the first and only reaction they had seen from him after Heer's death. He took his mother's hand, 'ma aap ro kyun rahi hai?" he asked. Though it hurt him, he never made it obvious. She cried knowing full well that her son will not cry. Tears rolled down her cheeks but she did not conceal it, only wrapped her hand around Prem and pulled him into a hug. He didn't resist. He didn't stop her from crying. No one did. Everyone just stood watching without uttering a word. She cried. She cried her heart out. She cried for Heer. For her son. She cried that her son will not shed another tear from this day onwards.

Prem wrapped her hands around his mother and tears rolled down his cheeks instinctively. His eyes mourned. His vision blurred but he did not sob. He did not make any noise. People would have thought that maybe he went into deep slumber after a long time in his mother's embrace if it were not for his tears that ceased to stop and he did not make any attempt to stop it. That was the only time that Prem was seen crying after Heer's death.

4yrs later:

While Prem strived to make the family happy, Meher strived to become what her sister had intended her to become-a Lawyer. This was her first case and she was very nervous when she felt a sudden warm hand on her head. She looked up to see Prem and Bauji (Prem's father) in front of her. "Meher tum daro mat, agar Harman ne kaha hai ke tum kar sakhti ho to tum kar sakhti ho". She looked doubtful when a hand held hers, "kya tumhe mujhpe bharosa nahi hai". She looked up startled to find Harman holding her hand in reassurance and she felt content. Maa came with dahi shakkar for her. After all the formalities, they departed.

Prem was happy to hear that the case was progressing well, but Preet sounded sick. Since Meher and Ash wont know much about Amritsar, he felt it his duty to go there and see for himself if everything really is fine. He asked his bauji and maa and they agreed. He packed his bags. He was about to leave when his dad asked, "Prem beta, tum kaha jaa rahe ho? Car to abhi petrol ke liye gai hai!" Prem smiled. "Nahi Bauji, I am going by train!" Of course his bauji said no but after many insistence, he gave in. Prem climbed the same train that took Heer to Amritsar, coincidentally sitting where Heer sat. He felt the same helplessness and for the first time in these four years, he realized that he was really alone.

Prem came inside the grandly decorated hallway after checking in. It was not supposed to be this crowded from what Preet told him. His heart started beating faster by each step he took. He couldn't take it anymore. He walked faster and faster and faster; ran even. Finally he reached the great hall where he saw a disturbing scene, and the world came crashing down in front of him again as he met the familiar gaze penetrating into his eyes. Only this time he didn't faint but his hand gave up on him and he couldn't hold onto his luggage that fell making a loud thud which startled the innocent eyes, that seemed to look into his hazel ones, horrified. Prem stood Stumped!

Here it is so plzz R&R....it started with the part where prem fell unconcious onto the ground when he heard that Heer was dead...Enjoy!