New FF: Sau Dard Ch17 pg67 Apr 19 - Page 3

Originally posted by: bd670816

hi ,
new ff !!!!
it was very different .
cont.soon.
take care.

Originally posted by: gossipgal

hi there, just joined this forum. very interesting and gripping ff. sounds like a novel.:)p. this is my 1st ever post. you must continue. great concept. the title attracted me towards this ff, its my all time favorite song. very well.

Originally posted by: rag-ran4ever

this sounds really good please continue!!!

Originally posted by: Ghia

hey
that was an amazing update 👏 nice concept and first chapter. Hopefully prem is thinking about heer.. cant wait to read the next part...continue soon. 😊

Originally posted by: sugi77

title is grt👍🏼.1st pt is very touching and i can feel the ache.u r a grt writer.plz continue soon

-😊sugi

Originally posted by: IndianPari

It goes without saying that if you're writing it, I'm reading it. So, here I am. my pyaari Payu!! 🤗...missed you yaar...how have you been 😃😃😃

As for comments, I will edit this space in the morning. Its 4 AM...I just read part 1, but I think I'm gonna need to read it again in the AM before I can really comment...feeling rather brain dead at this hour...if ya know what I mean. omg 😲😲😲 4am...what are you doing up...go to sleep!! tauba...tu bhi naa...😕😕😕...i am looking forward to your comment because i totally understand the brain dead feeling...😆😆😆...i want a complete analysis of part 1...and objective analysis of course...😉😉😉...

But, I will say this: I'm excited that you've started another one. Two-two Jaz fics at once is always good. Heer's secret has me highly annoyed at the moment...and I have a feeling this one's gonna just break my heart... i know...doh doh ff......now i have to work on the update for the other ff 😕😕...i should get to that...😉😉...you annoyed with HS...omg...for heavens sake...WHY? 🤣...

More comments in after I've slept for a bit... yup yup...you had better come back...just because im replying to the comment doesnt mean you are off the hook missy!! 😛😛

Love,
~P love u too ❤️

Originally posted by: Andhara13

Jaz! Awesome, a FF? I think I've read the others, but not completely, and never commented. Heh. oh oh...im glad that you came for this ff...i hope to see your comments more often...and i hope you stick with it till the end 😃😃😃

But this is so intriguing. The first part alone draws me in, it's so compelling! I want to know what has led Prem to this point, to drinking, alone, on his anniversary. What that one person has done that has led him to this. And he probably hates the fact that he has become this, especially because his father was a drunk too. why Prem is where he is will all come out in time...you just have to wait and see what i have planned for our hottie Mr. Prem Jhuneja 😳😳😳...and you are right...you are the only person to mention Lallu's drunkenness in relation to Prem...⭐️⭐️...

So intriguing, I cannot wait to see where you take this! he he...i hope you will like where i take it... 😉

Love,

Radz

Originally posted by: **Latika**

very interesting cant wait to read more

Originally posted by: *Shifali*

BTW, is this story going background? this story is a bit off...as in...i go back into the past to build the story with bits and pieces of the present...until the entire past is out...😉😉

Bcs first of all, AMAZING part Jas...the line "Prem sat their in his darkened room, dark just like his life..." that line just ate away at me... aww...shifu...im glad that you liked it...i was thinking its a bit too cheesy...but im glad it worked out 😳😳

FANTASTIC update! haila...thank u ji ☺️

Seriously, I was thinking something else about the whole story. Like Heer shows him the way to live etc and mostly, this reminded me of Kitani Mohabbat Hai for some reason...another EK show. hmm...never did see that show...but its Ekta...i think safe to say that ive probably see the same story drawn out in some of her other shows 😆😆😆

This line "One person who had made time stand still, one person that had taken his breath away, one person that had stolen his heart...one person, that was no longer part of his life. " can just tell you what he must have been going through... Prem has been through a lot...you guys have no idea...but all will come out in good time 😉😉...in case you dont know about me...i like to torture my readers...just a tad bit 😈...hope you are here for the fun 😛😛

Amazing! omg...you are making me blush majorly ☺️...thanks yaar

For some reason, this story seems...different...I keep thinking if it will be like Jab We Met😆😆😆
...nope...no jab we met for this one...its totally different...ill let you know if you guess it right 😉😉

~Shifu

Originally posted by: Kushi34

wow...that was brill...the title is 2 gd...no wonder i had 2 cum check it out😊...the concept is really gd 2...i mean Prems married bt dusnt lyk his anniversary coming... wonder y???i guesss l jus have 2 w8 to find out..ur an awesome writer...there are quiet a few lines that stand out a lot....AMAZINGLY written...ok i guess ill save the rest for the nex part tc

Prem still remembers everything about that first, fateful meeting; he will never forget it for as long as he lives. He could never forget that meeting just like he couldn't forget how to breath, just like he couldn't forget his love, just like he couldn't forget the painful ache in his heart that raced through his veins with every beat it took………………

Seven years ago-

Prem was out of India working on a big business merger - he had been abroad for nearly nine months. He had finally managed to close the merger and was on his way home. He had to be honest, he missed his family. Even in such a short amount of time, a lot had changed since he had left India. His older brother, Nihaal Jhuneja, the confirmed bachelor, was engaged. When Prem had heard that news he had been at a Starbucks about to take a seat so he could enjoy his drink and a news paper. He had nearly fallen to the floor, narrowly missing the seat, and of course there had been the fact that his Grande Caramel Frappuccino came out of his nose. As far as Prem could remember, Biji had been after Nihaal to get married and settle down. She must have finally said something that worked.

Prem knew that it was only a matter of time because both Jhuneja brothers loved Biji with their heart and soul. Their father had died when the boys were still young – a drunken Lalit Jhuneja had managed to come in front of a speeding train, there was no chance of survival. Their mother had passed away a few years later due to pneumonia because they didn't have the money to pay for her treatment. It had been Biji that took these two orphaned boys in and loved them, not caring what society had to say. All Biji had to do was ask and both himself and Nihaal would lay down their lives for her – after all it was because of her that they were where they are.

She had been after Nihaal for a while now to get married; she wanted a bahu and grandchildren. Nihaal and Prem both knew that they could only put it off for so long – eventually they would cave in. Prem's only hope at delaying it was the fact that Nihaal was older so he had to get married first. However, now that his older brother was finally tying the knot, Prem knew, Biji would be after him in no time.

Prem's flight was coming in right on time. He had missed his older brother's engagement, thanks to the freak show storm that hit the east coast of the US a few days ago, but he was finally going to be home in time for the mehndi ceremony of his future Bhabi. All he knew was that she was Balraj Maan's eldest daughter, Kulraj Maan, or Raaji as he called her. She was a great, family oriented girl that Biji had instantly fallen in love with. Raaji had all the values and traditions that they needed in a Jhuneja bahu. Prem also knew that she had another sister who was younger than her.

Prem had gone straight to the Maan's residence from his flight. He got there to see that there was music and laughter coming from inside the house. He was about to go inside when he was stopped by someone.

"You can't go inside," the person said.

"Why not, it's my brothers wedding," Prem commented, not too pleased with the stranger.

"Aare Prem, you're here. Great!" said someone behind him.

Prem didn't have to turn around to see that it was his brother Nihaal. Without another word the brothers embraced each other. Prem didn't realize just how much he had missed his brother in the past few months. Nihaal had always been someone he could count on no matter what; he knew just what to say and do to make all his worries disappear. Prem could have used some of his big brothers hugs in the past few months.

"Bhaia, why can't I go outside?" Prem asked, "…and why are all of you guys out here on the lawn?"

Nihaal grabbed Prem by the arm and began to drag him away from the houses main entrance, "Come with me and I shall explain," he said.

Prem had never witnessed such a party; the sexes were divided. It seemed that all of the men were left to enjoy themselves in the crisp night air out on the lawn, while the ladies were indoors. All they were doing was drinking and talking, it didn't seem like anything fun the way a wedding should have been. The inside atmosphere seem to completely different. Even standing outside and at a distance Prem could hear the festive music and the laughter of many…many girls.

"Ok, what's going on?" Prem asked, utterly confused.

"This is the mehndi ceremony for Raaji," Nihaal said.

"Oh ok," Prem said and then added, "…why does that matter?"

"My sweet, innocent, darling little brother – at the mehndi ceremony only women are allowed. It's off limits to the men," Nihaal informed.

"What?!" Prem yelled in shock, "That's crazy! What are we supposed to do out here?"

"Exactly what we're doing," said someone that was standing near the brothers.

Prem drew a hand over his hair in frustration, "You aren't doing anything. You are just drinking, talking and smoking. If I wanted to do this, I'd just go to a club," he said. "At least there would be HOT girls there."

"That's where you are wrong my brother," Nihaal said with a gleam in his eyes.

"Oh really," Prem asked mockingly, "How exactly am I 'wrong'?"

"We may look like a boring bunch of guys, but we're not," said another male guest, "We are going into the girls' party."

Prem drew a breath of relief, finally there were going to do something. "Ok, then lets go," he said.

As Prem began to walk away he felt someone grab his arm to stop him; he turned to see it was Nihaal stopping him.

"Hang on there speedy Gonzalez," Nihaal teased, "…when we say 'we' it means only one of us will be going in, not 'we' as in all of us."

Prem felt his frustration rise again, "Why is that? Why only one?"

This was turning into a game of twenty questions. Prem was not pleased because he hated games.

"You see, if a guy is caught inside, he is quite literally dead," Nihaal explained. "The girls are very strict about this. So the idea is that we will put this burkah on one of the guys and he will go inside. He will then relay the indoor happenings to us with this microphone. See?" he said as he showed Prem a small black clip-on mike.

"Oh dear lord!" Prem erupted, "I came back for THIS…to see some dude dressed as a chick!? You've got to be kidding me." Prem fell into the chair that was behind him.

"Not just 'some' dude…it's YOU man!" Nihaal confessed.

As quickly as he had sat down, Prem had shot up to his feet. "WHAT?" he said, "Bhaia I must say, you have lost it! I thought you had lost it when I heard you were engaged but now I'm 100% sure."

"Prem you lost the bet," Nihaal said as he chases after Prem who was walking off towards his car.

"What bet?" Prem yelled over his shoulder as he slowed down.

"We bet that the next guy to come would be IT; like it or not you were that 'next' guy," Nihaal explained.

"Ha!" Prem said as he began to walk away again, "Nice try but no way; find someone else, I'm not going."

"Prem," Nihaal called after him.

"What?" Prem said.

Prem already knew that he didn't want the answer to that question. He saw a glint in his brothers eyes that only spelled doom for him.

"I DARE you," Nihaal said with a look of pride on his face; he knew how to get to his brother. There was no way that Prem was going to back down from a dare.

"So…" Prem began to say as he slowly walked back towards Nihaal, "…it's like that huh? Ok, give me the stupid thing."

Prem felt like an idiot dressed in a burkah. He couldn't see clearly with the veil over his eyes; the robe was just too long, he felt like he just might trip over it at any moment. Some how, by the grace of God, Prem managed to climb the stairs of the main entrance. He rings the door bell and is greeted by two girls. The girls look at him up and down and yell "She's here!" to the group inside. Before Prem could react, the girls grabbed him and dragged him inside.

Suddenly he was surrounded by a swarm of girls on all four sides. The next thing he knew the song 'Didi Tera Dewar Dewaana' came across the speakers and someone grabbed and began to dance with him. When that stranger had touched him he swore that he had felt a shock go through his body. Prem tried to free himself, but this girl really had a hold on him.

"Aare Jiju, I knew that you'd come," the stranger said.

"Jiju? What?" Prem asked in confusion. "No…no, you've got the wrong man."

"Oh come on," the stranger persisted, "I'm your saali, I won't tell anyone."

"No, seriously," Prem tries to explain, "I'm not your Jiju."

"Come on now, you are marrying my Didi so that makes you my Jiju," she said.

"Oh no…no no…I'm not marrying your sister," Prem said as he tried to escape.

Apparently the stranger was fed up with what Prem was saying to her, "Ok Jiju, time to take off your mask," she said. "We have been expecting you all night! I was wondering how you were planning on getting in. I must say Jiju, I had expected much better than a burkah…it's too common; I am so disappointed in you."

Prem saw that this was getting out of hand; he wanted to get out before they say him. "Look I have to go…umm…bye," he said as he made an attempt to run.

"Not so fast Jiju!" the girl yelled.

The stranger grabbed Prem with one hand and spun him, while with the other she took off the veil that covered his face. Everything had happened so fast that he lost his balance and ended up flat on the floor looking up at the stranger. It was so fast that even his eyes hadn't focused yet.

"Hey, you're not Nihaal Jiju," said the girl as the truth dawned on her. "Who are you?"

"That's what I've been trying to tell you," Prem said as he attempted to get up, "I'm not your 'Jiju'."

"Yeah I can see that now," the girl said with some attitude, "But who are you? This is a ladies function incase you hadn't noticed."

"Umm…actually," Prem didn't know what to say.

By this time Prem was standing on his own two feet again; he was once again vertical. Finally his eyes had focused on the most beautiful pair of eyes he had ever seen. They were a deep chocolate color that made them look like you could see into her soul. He couldn't help but stare, this person was the most beautiful man he had ever seen.

"Wait…what…MAN…what the F…" Prem thought in his mind, a million and one questions running in his rampant.

Prem took on good look at the person in front of him. This person had a mustache, a beard, a pot belly; the person was wearing a kurta set and a pagdi on their head. Yet at the same time they were small and petite with beautiful features. They also had…well…how does he describe this…they are…well…kind of like…well…BREASTS.

"What the hell is going on?" Prem thought.

At this point Prem is confused beyond explanation. He looked up at those eyes again; those were eyes that he could get lost in. Before Prem could do or say anything there was a lot of commotion coming from the main entrance. Suddenly a pack of guys from the lawn charged in led by Nihaal himself. Prem was taken into their possession in a matter of seconds as they began dragging, literally dragging, him out. In this mess he had heard a laugh that was like music to his ears; so soft and sweet, yet noticeable and strong all at the same time. He was listening to that laugh and he was looking at those eyes. As that moment all he could do was stare back at that person, he couldn't even move. What was happening to him?

That night Prem had lost himself. He had lost himself in those beautiful eyes of that stranger. He had left a part of himself behind when they had managed to pull him out. The rest of that night and the following day all Prem could do was see those eyes in front of him, looking at him. He could hear that laughter ringing in his ears; every time he heard that laugh it was like he was being wrapped in a warm hug and he lost all reason. He had to find out who that person was. Hell, he had to find out WHAT that person was…man or woman. Prem was totally confused, had he just been floored by a Manly Woman or a Girly Man?

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Present

Thinking about this run in brought a smile to Prem's face. This face had seen limited smiles in the past year, only every once in a while. This face had felt more pain and tears than happiness and laughs. In the past month Prem had not even smiled once. What was there for him to smile about? There was nothing in his life now to bring him joy or happiness. God had taken away his happiness, his love, his life…He had taken it away almost as soon as He had given it to Prem.

Everyone kept telling him that there was nothing Prem could do to change what had happened. People told him that God worked in mysterious ways and that eventually everything would fall into place. They told him to have faith in God and believe in God because God would help him find away.

Prem had other ideas. For the life of him he couldn't figure out why God had played such a wicked game with his life. God took away all that he held near and for that…Prem would never forgive God.

WOW!

His Grande Caramel Frappaccino came out of his nose?🤣 Was it that shocking? Speaking of Starbucks, I think I'll go there in a while.

Aww I love Biji. She's so sweet and caring. And Lalit was an alcoholic?😲 Aww and the the lost thier mother too. I wonder what they would've done without Biji.

Omg Nihaal's getting married to Kulraj? That's different =) Aww poor Prem missed the engagement but at least he'll be there for the wedding

I love how Prem says it's boring and talks about going to a club😆 Speedy Gonzales?😆 Did Prem think he can just walk in there?😆 Aww poor thing's the bukra who's going to go in a burkah😆 Wow...he can't back down from a dare? I can't either! The number of times I've gotten in trouble cuz of it😆

I loved how he said he's not her jiju😆 And Heer didn't believe him either so she pulled the burkah off. That was hilarious. I can picture it in my mind😆 Bechara Prem was confused and didn't know who the girl was and was already lost in Heer's thoughts.

I would ask why Prem's mad at God and what happened but I know you won't tell me so I'll just wait for you next update =) Oh and thanks for the PM =)