Jeene Ke Ishaare
Okay, before I get started on this One-shot, let me tell you that this is purely my imagination of what I wanted yesterday to be. I am not saying what Prem did yesterday was wrong or what ever, but on the other hand, I thought that there could have been other possibilities to the whole Premeer seperation track, hai na?
Seriously, I was feeling a bit off yesterday for a couple of reasons, and I told Meera that even though I am like the worst person possible to do One-shot's, I can atleast try to make my own day sound better. I litterly BOMBED my Jaoon Kahan One-shot...so don't ask!đ
So please bare with me if this is bad or you hate it to death, because this was purely done on my feelings, and showcases my dullnessđ
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"Prem, today you have to prove to me that you are my son. Today, you have to choose between me, your mother, the one that raised you and loved you more then her own children or the one that you love, your wife, the love of your life." Gayatri said staring Prem directly in the eyes. Demanding an answer. "It's either her or me today."
Prem looked shocked and stared at Gayatri, wide-eyed. Prove to ma that he was her son? Why?
"Maa...?"
Gayatri puts her hand up to stop Prem as he starts to question her regarding this whole "Prove it or Leave" matter.
"Bas Prem!" she says, in a loud voice. A voice that rather meant "No excauses. You have to choose. Me or her"
"Mujhe abhi jawaab chahiye. Tu kiske saath hai? Apni behen ke saath, ya phir apni patni ke saath?"
"Maa...aap mere baat to suniye..please ma?" Prem tries to argue with Gayatri, leaning closer to her, and gripping Gayatri's shoulders. Gayatri quickly takes Prem's hands off her shoulders and turns away from him, anger glaring down her eyes.
"Toh phir tu nahin batayega?" she asks.
Prem bends his eyebrows and doesn't answer. Tears rolling down eyes red eyes. Just then a hand touches Prem's shoulders and a familiar scent catches on to him. He slowly tilts his head to the right side to see Heer standing right there, tears dropping down her eyes.
'Prem, main jaanti hoon ki tum kyun nahin bata para he ki tum kiska saath douge. Main tum se bahut pyaar karti hoon Prem, lekin mujhe ye bhi pata hai ki tumhare liye, Ma aur humare parivaar se bhadkar kuch bhi nahin hai, aur iske pahele tum kuch kaho, main khud hi chali jaati hoon. Main nahin chahati ki mere waajah se tum aapni Ma and parivaar se door raho' Heer wonders, loosening her grip on Prem's shoulder.
"Tum kuch nahin bolo ge Prem. Main jaanti hoon ki tum Ma aur Veera se bahut pyaar karti hoon, aur isiliye, main tumhe kuch nahin kahungi. Main nahin chahati ki meri waajah se, koi ma apna beta koye ya phir koi beta apni Ma. I know how much you love Gayatri ma lekin main ye bhi jaanti hoon, ki tum mujhe se bhi pyaar karte ho.." tears rolled down Heer's eyes as she held her mouth with her hand in between, simply seeping through the pain of getting seperated from Prem. Her Prem. Her love. "aur isiliye, acha hoga ki main hi yahaan se chali jaati hoon."
Heer wipes of her tears, and turns towards her room's direction and slowly walks towards the main hallway, leading to Prem and her bedroom. Their bedroom. Flashes of their special night raced through her brain, eyes and heart. Prem hands touching her waist as Heer lies down on the bed, closing her eyes and a smile on her red-ish pink lips. A smile of finally being able to be with her Prem....Heer suddenly comes out of her dream and comes to reality and sees the pictures of her family together. Lalit, Preet, Harman, Veera, Kulraaj, Gayatri and Prem. A family portrait. Slowly, Heer touches the portrait with her hands and waves her hand through it and continues to walk past all those portraits hanging on the wall. Preet, Meher, Kulraaj, Kiran...Prem...her family portraits. Suddenly she comes across a portrait that was made after Harman and Maya's wedding. A complete family. Her family. She cringes onto the sides of the portrait and pulls it off the wall, and hugs it closely to her heart.
Mera parivaar, ho kar bhi humesha mera saath hoga. I am sorry Prem, ki main tumhe koi bhi mauka nahin de rahi hoon, kuch bhi bol ne ke liye, lekin main jaanti hoon ki iss parivaar per kya beeti thi jab tum nahin the, aur mujhe pata hai ki Gayatri ma ko tumhari bahut zaroorat hai, aur isiliye main yahaan se ja rahi hoon. She holds the portrait more tightly and walks over to 'thier' room and take one last look at it. Crying, she looks around the room, and remembers their special night by the window, the moment they had looked at the moon and confessed how much they loved each other, and the fact that they will never leave each other. Tears roll down Heer's eyes, and not being able to bare standing in 'thier' room anymore, she runs in to the hall to see Gayatri smiling and Prem looking at the ground, his eyes wet and moist.
Heer walks over to Gayatri, and slowly crouches down in order to ask for ashirwad. "Mujhe ashirwad de jiye ma...please." Gayatri don't give her any wishes, and with a dull face, looks away from Heer while touching her head. Heer smiles for atleast being able to feel Gayatri's touch and gets up, eyes moist.
She turns around to see Prem staring at Heer. Both Prem and Heer have tears rolling down their eyes, as they remember thier past moments spent together. The time that Heer was hiding herself from Prem...the Shiv Mandir moments...those crazy romance moments...the time Prem had won the best business man of the year award...and finally thier special night. Heer doesn't hesitate and instead takes one step towards Prem and walks past him when he suddenly holds her hand. A shocked Heer turns around and faces Prem and has the questionning expression of "What are you doing?" on her face.
"Rukh jaao Heer." he finally manages to say. His voice protective but yet sad. He then pulls Heer closer to his body and grips her hand tightly and without hesitation. A shocked Gayatri looks at Prem and Heer's locked hands, and glares at them.
"Ma, Heer nahin jaayegi is ghar se..." Gayatri, Veera and Maya are shocked while Kulraaj, Lalit, Preet, Meher, Kiran and Nihaal are happy and litterly smiling at seeing Prem defend Heer. Prem finally looks at everyone and further on adds "...balki, main bhi jaaonga usske saath mein. Agar Heer jaayegi iss ghar se, uske saath main bhi jaoonga.". Everyone except Maya, Veera and Gayatri are shocked.
"Prem? Ye tu kya keh raha hai?" Lalit asks, as he walks towards Prem, questionning him regarding his blant statement.
"Ji haan bauji. Agar ma ne mujhe paal pos kar bada kiya hai, Heer ne mujhe pyaar kar na sikahya hai. Agar maa ne mujhe aap ke adarshon per chal na sikhaya hai, Heer ne mujhe unne pura kar na sikhaya hai. Agar ma chaon hai, toh phir Heer dhoop hai. Agar ma ne mujhe zindagi di hai, toh Heer ne mujhe usse jeena sikhaya hai. Agar ma ne mujhe pyaar diya hai, to Heer ne mujhe pyaar aur dil dono diye hai. Aur aap hi kehti thi na Ma, ki shaadi ke baad Pati ka dharam hota hai ki woh apne biwi ke her khawab ko pura kare? lekin mere jaane ke baad, Heer ne woh sab kiya jo mujhe uske liye kar na chahiye tha. Ma, main aapse bahut pyaar karta hoon, lekin jo pyaar Heer mujhe se karti hai, and jo kuch bhi usne kiya hai mere liye, mere parivaar ke liye, usse, meri nazar mein, Heer ke liye pyaar aur izzat aur bhi ziyada bhar gayi hai. And infront of Heer's unconditional love for me, my love and respect for you, is way smaller!"
Prem looks at Heer, and they smile at each other and move towards Lalit, and take his ashirwad. A smiling Lalit gives them blessings with open heart. "Jeete raaho aur khush raho"
Slowly, Prem moves towards a dumbfounded Gayatri and takes blessings from her.
"Ma, main ek nayi zindagi shuru kar ne jaa raha hoon. Please give me your blessings."
Gayatri doesn't say anything and moves away from Prem and goes to stand beside Veera and Maya. Slowly, Prem and Heer move up and hug Preet, Meher, Kulraaj, Harman and Kiran. Slowly, without taking anything, Prem and Heer take one last look at their house, smile at each other, and make their step towards their new life.
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I know it sucked! Soo sorry! Please give me HONEST opinions! Hate it? Like it?
~Shifu