He could feel his time slipping through his fingers just like sand. He had tried desperately these last two months to hold onto them. He needed to spend his whole lifetime with his Heer and this is all he got? These four months, and in that time he had to make EVERYTHING right. Who could do that when he had a weak brother like Harman and a 'difficult' sister like Veera?
Dard Mein Bhi Yeh Lab Muskura Jaate Hai
Beete Lamhein Hamein Jab Bhi Yaad Aate Hai
Beete Lamhein……….
He remembered the first time he laid eyes on her. He could still see the shock in her eyes as he pulled her hand down from her face in the faint light coming from the lighter. He had known at that moment, she was someone who would grow to be very important to him.
Chand Lamhaaat Ke Waaste Hi Sahi
Muskuraakar Mili Thi Mujhe Jindagi
Teri Aaghosh Mein Din The Mere Kate
Teri Baahon Mein Thi Meri Raate Kati
He knew deep in his heart that this wasn't the end, even though he had those few moments with her, there were more to come. God couldn't be so cruel to give HER this pain. He didn't care what would happen to him, but why should she have to suffer AGAIN.
Aaj Bhi Jab Woh Pal Mujhko Yaad Aate Hai
Dil Se Saare Gamon Ko Bhula Jaate Hai
Dard Mein Bhi Yeh Lab Muskura Jaate Hai
Beete Lamhein Hamein Jab Bhi Yaad Aate Hai
Beete Lamhein……….
He didn't even want to imagine what it must've done to her when she found out about his "death." Everything Preet and Meher had told him didn't shock him. He knew his Heer would take care of his family just like her own, but he still couldn't even think what it must have felt like to her knowing he was never coming back. When she had 'faked' memory loss, he had felt his world collapse. He tried all ways he could to get her back to him where she belonged. They were one.
Dard Mein Bhi Yeh Lab Muskura Jaate Hai
Beete Lamhein Hamein Jab Bhi Yaad Aate Hai
Beete Lamhein……….
When she had finally caught him tonight he knew his charade was up, the same way her's was that time. He didn't know what possessed him to think that he'd be able to fake everything with her. Couldn't she see the faint smile on his face every time he'd see her putting on sindoor in HIS name? But when she had made him confess, the burden had been lifted off his shoulders. He could be himself with her again. Be the Prem she was always connected to. Telling her everything about what he had been through had made him feel like she was once again a part of him. All their joys and sorrows connected.
Mere Kaandhe Pe Sir Ko Jhukaana Tera
Mere Sine Mein Khud Ko Chhupaana Tera
She couldn't bare it anymore, the tears had over flown onto his kurta, but he never cared. She was there with him. Nothing else mattered to him.
Aake Meri Panaahon Mein Shaamo Sehar
Kaanch Ki Tarah Woh Toot Jaana Tera
He knew she was hurting, yet his mind seemed to stop him from doing what was right. Embracing her into his arms, and telling her nothing was going to change now. At that moment his heart took over his mind and he stood up from his place at his mother's bed, and as he was leaving the phone rang out in the hall and so he rushed to get it.
"Kaam hogaya?" He heard Joytika's voice ask.
"Ji ma'am. Humne Prem Juneja ki asli reports jaala di. He will never know the truth from those ashes now." Another voice told her on the other end.
Asli reports? Kaunsi reports? He was getting frantic with questions.
"Thank you Simran. Now Prem Juneja will never know that he doesn't have any hole in his heart, and he'll come live peacefully with me and maaji,"Joytika replies back.
That was all he needed to hear. He would deal with that 'doctor' later. He had more important things to do. He slammed down the phone and took wide strides to Heer's room. No, to HIS and Heer's room. With one swift movement he opened the door and saw her crying, curled up on the floor by the bed. Her blood shot eyes looked up at the sudden sound. He had never seen her look so vulnerable in his life. Why did he do this to her? She didn't need to go through all this pain.
Aaj Bhi Jab Woh Manjar Nazar Aate Hai
Dil Ki Viraaniyo Ko Mita Jaate Hai
"Heer," his voice made her tremble to the core of her being.
"Prem? Tum wapas mujhe chor ke nahin jaoge na?" He couldn't hear the whisper in her voice. There was so much hurt underneath it all. He rushed to her and just pulled her into his waiting arms.
He had given her pain, and now he was there to take it all away. He'd never leave her now. They were one, and no power on earth not even death could separate them now.
Dard Mein Bhi Yeh Lab Muskura Jaate Hai
Beete Lamhein Hamein Jab Bhi Yaad Aate Hai
Dard Mein…. Beete Lamhein……….
*sighs* Don't ask what the point of this one shot really was—I just heard this song in the morning, and right now, I've been thinking of why Prem's doing it—and how ultimately I want it to be finished, not like it'd ever happen that way, but here it is nonetheless! 😃
Love you loads,
Meera😳
Arjun
