Hey all. I blame Shabzie for this. Her songfic gave me the idea, then I got Khabar Nahi stuck in my head (alongside Kuch Kum, for which I blame Bhav. Yes, I blame people alot for all things. Shush. Don't judge me. 😆)
Anyways, this oneshot is dedicated to Ravzie, because I'm not sure I can update my FFs in time for her birthday. So Ravzie, happy early birthday! ILY! 🤗
Everyone else, ILY too, just at the moment, I love Ravzie more. 🤗🤗
Anywho, just a note before you go on to the story for those still reading this. Preet and Meher are not married.
Enjoy!
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Mere Maula Maula Mere Maula, Mann Matwala Kyun Hua Hua Re,
Mann Maula Maula Mere Maula, Mere Maula
Kis Taraf Hai Aasmaan, Kis Taraf Zameen,
Khabar Nahi, Khabar Nahi
Preet could not concentrate on his work. His mind kept replaying the scene in his head. That smile, that laugh, the way those eyes twinkled up at him. Unbidden, a smile crept on his lips as he thought about her. She was breathtaking, and she did not even realise it. He did not know when she had gone from being his friend, his best friend, to being the person he could not even imagine life without. His gaze landed on the photo on his desk of the two of them, taken at Harman Bhai's wedding to Ash. His arm was slung over her shoulder casually, and both were beaming because PB and HB (names she indignantly opposed to, telling him that she might as well call them HD and PJ, which had him howling with laughter) had just announced the good news. He picked up the photo, fingering her form. He sighed. He was not going to be able to get any work done. Not today, anyway. Abruptly, he stood up, grabbing his jacket. He might as well help prepare for Ma's birthday party. This meant seeing her, but that he would take as a bonus, he thought to himself with a small smirk on his face.
Jab Se Aaya Hai Sanam, Mujhko Khud Ki Bhi,
Khabar Nahi, Khabar Nahi
Hosh Gul Sapno Ke Mein Bandhu Pull, Aankh Kab Khuli,
Khabar Nahi, Khabar Nahi
Meher grinned up at Preet as he complained about the shakiness of the ladder, asking her why he had to be the one to put the streamers up. Cheekily, she replied, "Because it gives me a good view." He stared at her in shock, almost losing his balance. She broke into peals of laughter as she noticed his cheeks turn slightly pink. She'd manage to do something not people could: make Preet Juneja, Casanova of Ludhiana, blush. Inwardly, she reflected on how adorable he looked like that, with cheeks still red, and streamers draped on him, precariously balanced on the ladder. Not that she'd ever tell him that. He'd smirk at her, and start his flirting, something that he did anyways, but then she had not realised how much he really meant to her. She had fallen for her best friend, she thought to herself, amused. How cliched could she get?
Kis Taraf Hai Aasmaan, Kis Taraf Zameen,
Khabar Nahi, Khabar Nahi
Mere Maula Maula Mere Maula, Mann Matwala Kyun Hua Hua Re,
Mann Maula Maula Mere Maula, Mere Maula
Preet was bored. The party had begun, but there was no masti, no naach-gaana, nothing. PB and HB were sitting at a table, PB fussing over his baby girl and wife. Harman Bhai and Ash were feeding each other in a corner, both flirting. Preet shuddered, that was really not something he wanted to interrupt. Bauji was annoyed with him again, because he had made fun of how odd his parents looked as a couple. (They did not, but it was fun annoying his father.) Kulraj Di was trying to handle her children, who had been wrecking havoc on some innocent aunty, while Kiran Jiju was of no help, trying very hard not to laugh at what his children had managed to do. God knows where Veera and Nihaal Jiju were, and he'd rather not know what they were doing. And the only other sane person in this house, he had not seen. He had no idea where she was, if she had even come down yet.
Movement caught his eye, and he turned to see what exactly the flash of pink had been. His mouth dropped open in surprise. He had a hard time remembering to breathe. He swallowed nervously. He was pretty sure he would blurt out something embarrassing. A small smile was playing on her lips, and he had to keep himself from staring at them. That would just give him away. But, he realised, looking at her would give him away, because he was not sure he would be able to keep his emotions and thoughts from showing on his face. She reached him, and she craned her head back to look at him.
"Wow," she teased. "You clean up nice."
This he could handle. "Thank you," he bowed exaggeratedly. "Tum bhi itni buri nahi lagti."
"Thanks," she replied drily. "That's probably the best I can get from you."
He grinned naughtily. "That's probably the best you'll get from anyone." He dodged her swipe, chuckling. His smile became gentler, and softly, he told her, "You look beautiful."
She blushed darkly, and did not say anything, but his heart swelled at the smile she sent his way, her eyes glowing. At that he knew this moment would haunt him for a long while to come. This moment, right here, was the highlight of his day, of his week, and if a moment like this did not come again, the highlight of his life.
Jaane Kab Kahaan Kaise, Tere Ho Gaye Kaise,
Hum Toh Sochte Hi Reh Gaye, Aur Pyar Ho Gaya
Mere Khawaab Dil Saansein, Mil Ke Kho Gaye Aise,
Tujko Dekh Ke Aisa Toh, Kai Baar Ho Gaya
Tu Kahe Deil Yeh Tera Rahe, Aur Kya Kahoon,
Khabar Nahi, Khabar Nahi
Meher could hardly control her racing heart as he led her onto the dance floor. He knew that this was one of her favourite songs, and had specifically requested it for her. There was no smirk on his face as he looked down at her. They swayed to the music, and she could not help the thrill that ran down her spine as she realised that they moved in sync. Her eyes would not leave his. She was pretty sure her cheeks were stained with pink, she could feel the warmth on them. He moved closer to her, and her breath hitched slightly. She tightened her hold on him. They were now so close that she could feel his breath on her neck. They could no longer see one another, but they did not have to. She felt him hug her closer, and she responded in kind by resting her head on his shoulder. It was as if the world had slipped away, and all that was left was the two of them. She had never realised how well they fit together until this moment.
Aayega Woh Iss Intezaar Mein,
Ud Chala Dil Wahan Sapne Jahan Mein Janu
Lagta Hai Woh Mere Kareeb Hai,
Aisa Kyun Hai Magar Dhunde Nazar Beqabu
Hosh Gul Sapno Ki Mein Bandhu Pull, Aankh Kab Khuli,
Khabar Nahi..
Preet could not believe this was happening. Meher was in his arms, unresisting. She was melded to his body. It was as if they were two pieces of a jigsaw, finally aligned with one another. He rested his cheek lazily on her head and closed his eyes. Now he knew what perfection felt like. She was made for him, and he for her. Words would be expressed later, he would have to tell her. But here, in this time and place, nothing mattered but the angel that was in his arms.
Jab Se Aaya Hai Sanam, Mujhko Khud Ki Bhi,
Khabar Nahi, Khabar Nahi
Hosh Gul Sapno Ke Mein Bandhu Pull, Aankh Kab Khuli,
Khabar Nahi, Khabar Nahi
Kis Taraf Hai Aasmaan, Kis Taraf Zameen,
Khabar Nahi, Khabar Nahi
Mere Maula Maula Mere Maula, Mann Matwala Kyun Hua Hua Re,
Mann Maula Maula Mere Maula, Mere Maula
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So please, please let me know what you guys think of my first foray into Meet territory.
Love,
Radz
Edited by Anhdara13 - 16 years ago