FF khel khel mein....RECAP page 63 27/1/2011 :)

okkk... friends... after reading such nice nice ffs in this forum i thot of writing one... though i am not a fab writer with good description capabilities

stll i'll try my best...and if u ppl like my ff i'll continue bt not regularly coz i am an engineering student to parhai ka bojh kuch zyada hai...

here i go with a ff on our duo prem and heer...


PART-1

"hey bhagwan...mein kya karu, kya karu is ladki ka...hey bhagwan maine ek ladki ki mannat mangi thi aapne to puri ki puri kayamat de di meri kismat

mein...",wailed a frustrated mother Teji as she entered her daughter's room and saw the mess....as she was about to decide from where to star to clean up the

mess, she bumped into a punching bag an she yelled "Mar gayi....." as she yelled a girl in her early twenties came running inside the room dressed in blue

tracks and baby yellow ganjee...
"Kya hua ma?". Teji looked at the girl with a dont-you-dare-utter-a-word look and shouted "Kya hua means? you cant see kya hua?". The girl looked bewildered

oblivious to the fact of 'kya hua' and tried to make the head and tail of the thing..."kya ma kya hua?.."
"Meri bachchi...please act like a girl u are a girl darling.."
"Pata hai ma..."
"Then why are you like this...yeh sab kya hai" asked the mother as she pointed to the punching bag and the poster of Hulk Hogan, Triple H,Bruce lee
"to?", said Heer in a casual tone as she is pretty aware of the dialogues coming up next...
"and what's this?" hissed her mother as she pulled her daughter's messy bun and yelled "kitne lambe aur ghane bal hai tere, why dont u oil t properly and

keep it open"
"Ma...that's not my style..."
"dikhta hai what's your style.... yeh tracks, yeh wrestlers ke posters...yeh punching bag, basket ball dikhta hai and...."
"HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEER", the conversation was interrupted as a girl shouted at the top of her lungs...
"ya in my room Ritika", shouted the tomboyish girl from the room to her cousin Ritika...

Ritika is Heer's cousin and she is staying W*H Heer's family since she was 4 years old after her parents, Teji's sister and her husband died in a plane

crash...

Ritika, a cheerful girl entered the room and started pulling Heer," chal na Heer, girls are here we have to reherse"
"O they are here already..."
"yup Heer, chal na"
Teji interrupted," A gayi tumhari afat ki puriya...kahin nahn jayegi heer, 1st clean up the mess then u'll leave"
Heer was in not in mood to clean up so she impatently spoke up "yeh sab nahin hoga mujhse....aap hi karlo main to chali, chal Ritti..." and before leaving

she pecked her mother's cheek and left...

Teji smiled and huffed "Kya combination hai meri beti ka... pura ka pura ladke jaisa bana diya magar dekho dance ki shaukin hai... chalo kuch to ladki jaisa

hai..." smiling she turned her attention to the room and tucked the pallu of her saree to her waist and started cleaning...

On the other hand the girls have started dancing...



"Maine tujhse pyaar kiya hai,
Tu hai meri jaan,
Meri har dhakan kehti hai,
main tujhpe qurbaan"


while the girls swayed with the music, teji is in a cleaning mood... while cleaning she bumped on the bin bag and a scrapbuk fell from it...


"maine tujhse pyaar kiya hai,
tu hai meri jaan
meri har dhadkan kehti hai,
main tujhpe qurbaan"



teji opened the scrapbuk and stood there shocked...beautiful romantic verses are imprinted on them by her dearest daughter heer...word overflowing with

emotions and pain of separation...


"tera zara sa bhi dola jo imaan
tu saala kam se gaya,
hah, hua tera kam tamam,
tu saala kam se gaya"


teji became too confused as this is the new side of her daughter she is witnessing, she couldn't make the head and tail of the query what's her daughter's

pain?

"tera dil jo hua baimaan
tu saala tu saala kam se gaya..."



as teji continued fluttering through the pages her eyes fell on the pics being pasted on the scrapbuk and her eyes became soft and a smile approached her

lips...


"teri nazron pe janejan meri nazar hai
teri sari harqaton ki mujhko khabar hai...
arrey mastiyon main duba hai tujhe nahin fikar hai
aaja aaja hsh main aaja tu pagal nadan"



teji saw the pic of him with heer when they were kids, they playful poses, Teji became nostalgic and kept on smiling, and then it hit her...

"tera zara sa bhi dola jo imaan
tu saala kam se gaya
haye hua tera kam tamam tu saala kam se gaya"




"arrey ha, heer main ladko wale gun to tabhi sei aaye jab se woh log india chod ke chale gaye...woh itni ziddi to 10 saal ke umar se hi hui hai...and that's

the time when they left india... that means she is in love with our PREM?????"



how's it????

please comment and suggest how can i make it far better

with luv

priyadarshini aka priyo 😊

Me loves it😊 Can't wait to read what happens next.

hey!! thats an awsome part!

thanks a lot for encouraging me and giving me those lovely comments...

i'll be a bit busy nest two days so here i am updating again....


Part 2



It was 8 in the evening, Balraaj had come back from his cutlery factory
"The Manns", the leading name in cutlery business...
He took shower and changed himself into comfortable attire and sat on his couch and flipped through his favourite book.As his daily habit he called out,"Heer,Ritti..." but got no answer, confused he looked at Teji. "where are the girls?" asked Balraaj while Teji spoke,"they are having their charity function tonight...so they'll staying in your brother's flat tonight...waha se kareeb parta hai na..." Balraaj didn't seem happy with the answer,"I dont like these girls dancing just for money, kitni baar bola hai ki mujhse full amount le lo magar yeh log sunti hi nahin hai....".
"kya anaap shanaap bak rahe ho aap????" interrupted Teji in surprise,"kitna punya ka kaam kar rahi hai dono...woh log apne orphanage ke liye paisa jamaa kar rahi hai... isilye mahine main 2 shows karti hai...and you should be proud Raj, aj tak unhone faida nahi uthaya is baat ka ki woh apki, Balraaj Maan ki betiyaan hai... that's why they dont ask for money from you they earn it..."
Balraaj seemed to soften a bit understanding while Teji continued..."aur mahine main do din meri beti ladki jaisi lagti hai...main nahi rokne wali usko.." Balraaj laughed,"ha ha tum to kahogi hi... bt i must say apni bachchiyan badi pyaari hai, bus apni Heer main thodi nazakat thodi adayen thodi sharam, thodi hayaa aa jaye.."listening to his words Teji's smile faded and Balraaj did not miss this,"kya hua? maine to tum jo chahti ho wohi kaha,then why do you look upset?" "I am not upset Raj...mujhe bas aj pata chala ki meri beti asli main kya hai..."
"kya??? kya hai?",asked Balraaj in confusion...
"Raj yaad kijiye when she was small was she like this?"
"Nahin", admitted Balraaj and his lips broke down into smile as if recalling her childhood.."she was like an little angel, hasti khelti bahut pyari aur itni ziddi bhi nahin thi, woh to jab se apna Lalit India chod ke gaya...."
"Exactly...."exclaimed Teji and Balraaj looked at her with wonderous eyes...
"Kya...?"
"wohi to..jab se Lalit Bhaiya, India chod ke gaye hai tabhi se Heer aisi hui hai..."
"Heer,Lalit ko itna miss karti hai?"
Teji looked at him with a I-didnt-know-u-are-such-a-dumb expression
"hey bhagwan,Lalit bhaiya nahin..."
"You mean Gayatri bhabhi...no?...then must be veera...no??? i dont believe dis... apna Preet??? nahin??? kya bat kar rahi ho, Prem?"
Balraaj concluded while his wife noded in agreement in a suspicious manner....


"Tumhe kaise pata...??" questioned Balraaj
while in answer Teji handed him Heer's scrapbook. Balraaj went through each and every page where Heer has literally poured her heart out with poems with phrases declaring her pain of separation with Prem, declaring how she's feeling over the broken friendship of his father and Lalit chachu, how she has fallen in love with Prem....

After an hour or so Balraaj closed the scrapbook and looked at Teji confused..."Meri aur Lalit ki dosti kab tuti?? woh to abhi tak atoot hai.."
"rrey raj woh aapko pata hai, mujhe pata hai...use thodi pata hai?"
"magar mein to Lalit se taqribaan roj baat karta hoon..."
"rrey woh aapko pata hai, mujhe pata hai use thodi pata hai... roj to office se baat karte hai, use kaha se pata hogi aur in 10 saal main i dont think you spoke of him too much in front of her, maybe that's y she thought you people are no longer friends..."
"listen Teji tumko to pata hai na that i dont express much about anything mujhe kuch zyada lagta hai...but wait a minute....isme isne kya likha hai humara jhagra hua tha..."
"even i was thinking about the same", suddenly as if a bulb lighted Teji spoke "arrey ha... you remember you were unhappy when you came to know that Lalit Bhaiya is leaving for California for expanding his business as a very prosperous deal has been cracked by him? aur aapne unse gusse mein baat ki thi, and u had a small fight..."
"ha magar woh to ey wei tha..."
"raj woh bachchi thi tab,itna samajh usme kaha se aaya hoga? use to aisa hi laga hoga na u ppl fought and he left with his family...."
"But Teji apne Heer aur Prem ki to mangni bhi fix hai na..."
"woh apko pata hai, mujhe pata hai, use thodi pata hai..." exclaimed teji as she spoke the same line 3rd time...
Balraaj mouthed an O and he paced through the room and spoke up,"I should have confronted with Heer abt this things long time ago... magar main nahin chahta tha ki this rishta fixed by us becomes a burden for her isiliye maine socha ki thodi bari ho jaye, thodi samajh aa jaye tab use main kahu and her decision will be accepted..."
"you are right Raj, magar ab kya kare?"
Balraaj stood up and headed towards his study and said "Mamla bohot serious ho gaya hai, I need to speak to Lalit right now...wanna come?"

Teji noded in agreement and headed towards the study....



ok friends...no prem heer bt I needed this part to make you understand the foundation of the story...if you dont like it I'll discontinue...


with love
Priyadarshini aka Priyo.😊

awesomeeeeeeeeeeeeee too good very nice part waitingggggggggg for next asap.

sorry guya ... couldnt help but posting 3 updates in a row...but the thing is i cannot practically stop myself when i start with something and the another reason is that i'll be having internal from day after 2moro...isiliye i am updating in advance... so please joothe chappal mat maro and try to bear with me....


PART 3

Lalit Juneja one of the leading name in art/fashion/creativity in the world is a down to earth man...this man used to run a small garment business but one day like sone pe suhaga he got a chance to expand his business, he with his family shifted to California and within no time his destiny clicked and made him reach to the heights of prosperity... after 3 years of stay in Calfornia Lalit started a fashion institute of his own, which expanded within no time and has more than 300 institutes world wide and is known as one of the top rated institute...the institute has created numerous leading dress designers,jewellery designers makeover gurus,photographers,painters,interior designers and what not...named after his wife Gayatri, his pillar of strength, The Gayatri Institute of Creativity is one of its kind because no other institute in the world ranged in so many things...even the flavour has touched his own house too...Gayatri Juneja his wife is a successful Jewellery Designer and independant owner of her brand "Aura", Veera Juneja the youngest of the siblings is about to finish her degree in accessory designing, Preet Juneja the middle one is a makeover artiste and the eldest son of the family Prem is a Fashion Designer by proffesion.This man ,Lalit who has built his large empire within a short span of 10 years , the man who has struggled a lot to gain this position,today seemed to be at fix as he spoke with his friend in video conference....

As lalit went through the compressed scanned copy of heer's scrapbuk mailed to him by his dearest friend, he felt at loss of words... he blamed himself and his best friend for Heer's condition...he felt guilty for not once speaking with his dear 'Heeriye' as he used to call her, in these years...but what surprised him was, Balraaj.The person who used to write essays in letters when he left for California, which changed to more than an hour of blabbering over phone every day,then writing mails, the size of e books and updating Lalit about their family through pictures and now video conference.....did not mention to his girl once that he is in touch with Lalit??? he never informed anything about their whereabouts to heer? worst of all, she is not informed about her ristaa with Prem...


"Why did you do it Balraaj?", asked Lalit in a tired voice
"Maine jan bujh ke thodi kiya?, Balraaj tried to sound reasonable...
"ok I agree but why didnt you speak about us to her? atleast kuch to bolna chahiye tha na..."
"ha magar tu to janta hai ki..."
"yes i know, that you cant open up that easily, bt yaar woh teri beti hai, parai nahi hai, tera ansh hai... tera parchayi hai...kitni baar bola tha maine speak up, apni dil ki baat bol diya kar nahin to bohot moosibat main phasega aur aj dekh musibat tere ghar mein aa giri hai."
"tu to janta hai na...I cant speak my heart out to anyone else than you..."
"ha main janta hu... magar time changes brother... you need to confront with your near and dear ones...jaise main tera dost hu waise hi Teji bhabhi teri patni hai aur Heeriye aur Ritti teri betiyaan...main janta hoon ki tu bhabhi se bhi aisa hai..."
Balraaj helplessly looked to Teji who is sitting by his side with the earphones on and listening to their conversation...Teji gave him an assuring smle like it doesnot matter to her
"Nahin Bhabhi" Lalt spoke up"Dont be so good with him... and dont be so good with me...aap logo se main 10 saalon se contact mein tha magar apni bachchi se maine ek din bhi baat nahin ki...roj sunta gaya uski harqaton ki baare mein...mujhe roz pata lagta tha uski zid, uski stubborness ke bare mein....ghar main bhi is bare mein baat karta tha but never thought of speaking with the girl directly...magar ab maine soch liya hai..."
"Kya?", Lalit and Teji spoke up together
"We all are coming back..." concluded Lalit.
"Magar mere bhai...think practically tera business tera empire sab chod ke..."
"mera business, mera empire lagbhag sare duniya main hai...iske liye mujhe har jagah pe rehna nahi parta, i can operate them from India itself"
"Magar yaha tera bandobast..."
"Balraaj main teri tarah nahin hoon, i think ahead... i have recently bought the mansion behind your house"
"Woh to pehle se hi bika hua hai", Balraaj said casually and then practically shouted through the mic " you bought it?? you?"
Lalit gave him a chauka diya na look
but atlast Teji spoke
"par Bhaiya Prem...." her voice shaky...
"Dont worry chachi...main taiyaar hoon..apni Heer ke liye kuch bhi karunga..."
Teji almost jumped after listening the anonymous voice... then a hand came infront of the lens and it focused on a true handsome,gentleman of 22 with face full of innocence and beautiful choclate brown enchanting pair of eyes.....
Teji almost got tears in her eyes and she whispered"Prem???"
Prem grinned, he was with his father all through the conference sharing the earphone as he felt somthing fishy but was out of focus as he did not want to interfere in elder's matters...
Lalit gave a proud smile and put his arms around Prem's shoulder and said"Balraaj main teri tarah gadha nahin hu jo apne parivaar ke saamne gudda ki tarah moun rahu...I share everything with them and especially with him... dekha????"
Balraaj gave a small laugh while Teji smiled through tears....

okkk howz it???
I donno what I typed...
do point out the mistakes...

priyadarshini aka priyo😊

awesomeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee too good very nice part wonderful do update soon da next part asap.

hey this is great, a really different look at prem and heer, its fun reading it all at once too, so dont worry about posting too much :)