But oh well, for love, sometimes you must do things that are not so pleasant. Like listen to Bauji say "Aaj Main Lalit Juneja". Seriously, she needs to figure out how these people know what her and Prem think? Not only that, they can take pictures of their imagination as well. It was not normal in any way. It was...freaky! I mean if tomorrow, Prem looks nice and she has some not such innocent thoughts, will the whole family know what she's thinking?? Come to think of it, in the past, when that did happen, like when she did have such thoughts, she was sure she saw Bauji smirk. Ok that is disturbing.
After like ages, Prem and Heer were let inside the house but before Heer could take in the surroundings, Chahat grabbed her hand and took her upstairs to Prem's bedroom. Well their bedroom now. "Chahat, what's wrong?"
"I have to tell you so much, Mama!"
"Tell me what?" Heer wondered if Bauji has been giving her poor daughter lectures too.
"Ok first of all, Papa doesn't know how to sing loris!" Heer giggled as she remembered when Prem tried to sing that Jodu Ka Ghulam song.....
"He'll learn..." she told her little daughter who didn't seem to convinced.
"That's not all. He thinks he's a motorcycle when he sleeps."
"A WHAT?"
"A motorcycle," Chahat said calmly. "He was keep going 'Phrrrrroooooool Heer!!' when he was sleeping the other night."
"Yeh Prem bhi na!!!" Heer said as she sat there in shock or anger, she didn't know.
Ok my mom is calling me but I'll continue it soon. It's not as good as the other ones I know.