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Premeer- One Shot
It was beautiful evening in Mumbai, the dark clouds had filled the sky and it seemed like it would start raining any second.
A handsome young guy, wearing a black Versace business suit was standing in front of open bonnet of his shiny black Mercedes. He was looking very irritated as he searched the engine thoroughly.
After few minutes of keen inspection he banged the bonnet shut and leaned by his car. He called his driver and asked him to come with another car and take this one to the mechanic. He put his cell phone back in his pocket and started to talk to himself.
"crap… I can't believe main Mom ki baat maan kar itni bari stupidity karne jar aha hoon. Imagine me, PREM JUNEJA, going to meet a girl who is a perfect stranger. And that too for an arranged marriage settlement", he said as he kicked hard on the front wheel of his car.
"aur iss car ko bhi aaj hi kharab hona tha… ab isse bura aur kiya ho sakta hai… main kissi aisi larki se milne ja raha hoon jisse pehle dekha tak nahin aur tou aur meri car bhi kharab ho gayi…", he said and just than it started to rain heavily.
Prem quickly sat in the car and his already bad mood got worsened.
"GOD!!! Agar mein ne keh diya tha ke ab isse bura kya ho sakta hai… tou ididnt mean literally…", he looked up and said as if talking to God.
He moved his fingers to and fro in his head to brush away the droplets of rain.
"crap… these rains… errr… I hate them so much…", he mumbled.
"REALLY!?!?! AAP KO SACH MEIN BAARISH BURI LAGTI HAI???"
A beautiful and sweet voice entered his ears; he looked here and there but found nobody. He snapped his head and his lips curved into a bright smile. He closed his eyes and leaned his head against the seat.
*FLASHBACK*
He was driving back to Mumbai after attending a meeting in Pune. There was still a considerable distance to Mumbai. The day was almost ending, sun was setting. It had been a cloudy day but it hadn't rained.
He was driving enjoying the music when it started to rain. Prem's mood got off. He didn't want to stop his journey but he had to, as the rain became heavier and he couldn't see the way properly. The visibility almost became ero, he cursed his fate and stopped the car near another car.
He assumed that the people in that car had also stopped due rain. He turned off the engine and leaned against the steering wheel. After few moments he heard a knock on his window. He lowered the glass and saw a driver.
"Sir, huymari car kharab ho gayi hai… aur Madam ko Mumbai jana hai… ager aap unhein lift de sakein tou main jake koi mechanic dhondta hoon…", he said.
"arey no problem, main bhi Mumbai ja raha hoon… I will drop her to her destination… per unse poch lo ager woh tayyar hain tou… main barish kam hone ke baad hi niklon ga…" Prem replied.
"main baat karke aap ko batata hoon…", he said and went towards the car parked in front of Prem's car.
After few minutes he came back and knocked on Prem's window again. Prem lowered the glass.
"Sir, Mam keh rahi hain ke woh aap ke saath chalein gi, main tou ja raha hoon mechanic dhondne… Mam wahan us pair(Tree) ke neeche hain", driver said pointing towards a big tree.
Prem looked towards the tree and saw a girl standing, he couldn't see her properly as the rain was blurring the vision.
"theek hai tum jao, main tumhari Madam ko Mumbai pohncha doon ga, fikar mat karo", Prem assured the driver.
Then the driver went away and Prem raised the window glass shut again. He hated the rains like anything and being wet irritated him. He had no plans of getting out from the car but after a thought of few minutes he decided that it isn't right to leave a girl outside alone in such weather.
He got out of the car; the heavy rain welcomed him and drenched his clothes in just a few seconds. He cursed the rain and his fate and starts walking towards the girl.
He couldn't see her face as she was standing with her back towards him, but Prem concluded that she was very hot as her drenched clothes were hugging her perfect slim figure.
He reached just behind her and coughed a little to grab her attention. She instantly turned back to face him. Prem still couldn't see her face as her long wet tresses covered it.
She slowly removed her hair from her face and Prem was stunned as he had never seen anybody so beautiful, so pure. Her skin the color of milk, her eyes chocolate brown and so deep that one can drown in them, her lips perfectly pink and her hair comparable to the darkest clouds.
She gave him a bright smile but Prem was so lost in her loveliness that he didn't retailiated but just kept on looking at her like crazy. She got a bit confused by his keen gaze and quickely pulled her wet duppatta from her neck and settled it on her shoulders.
"hi, I am Heer Maan and you?", she said as she stretched her hand towards him.
Prem was brought out of his trance by her sweet melodious voice.
"I am Prem Juneja", he replied and shook his hand with hers.
"thank you so much, it is very kind of you to help me in this situation", she said.
"oh its perfectly all right, humein ek dosre ki hamesha help karni chahiye", Prem smiled.
She also smiled and then turned other way. She moved her hands in her long dark hair in order to dry them up. Tiny droplets of rain were escaping from her hair and were ending up on Prem's face.
Prem who hated the feeling of rain drops was enjoying the ones coming from her hair. He was lost in the sensation totally unable to understand what was happening to him.
After brushing her hair a little she again turned to face Prem and she did that, her long wet tresses hit Prem's face and came to his senses.
"itni toofani barish bohat time baad hoi hai, agar mujhe pata hota ke main iss tarah phass jaon gi tou aaj Pune jane ka program hi nahin rakhti", she said in a bit worried tone.
"haan sara time waste ho raha hai iss barish ki waja se… that's why I just hate rains", Prem said in a irritated voice.
"REALLY!?!?! Aap ko sach mein baarish buri lagti hai?", she said in sheer disbelief with her eyes opened widely.
Prem enjoyed this expression of hers and laughed a little.
"haan bohat chir hoti hai mujhe baarish se… sab kaam ruk jate hain aur itni gandagi alag phelti hai", he said.
"ajeeb insaan hain aap, jo baarish se nafrat karte hain… mujhe tou baarish bohat pasand hai", she said and ran out of the tree shade into the rain.
"arey aap wapis aa jaien… pehle hi bheegi hoi hain, aur bheegain gi tou bemaar parh jayein gi…", he said.
But she didn't listen and started jumping in a small puddle. Prem was amazed to see this childish side of hers. He smiled and enjoyed the beautiful sight of hers.
After few moments she turned back and started moving towards him. She reached near him and stopped.
"aap bhi aayein naa, baarish mein bheegne ka bohat maza aata hai", she said excitedly.
"arey nahin nahin, I don't like being drenched in rain, kabhi nahin bheega mein baarish mein", he replied.
"jo kaam kabhi nahinkiya ho, usse ek baar tou zaroor try karna chahiye", she said as she took his hand and pulled him in the rain.
Prem went after her as his mind went wild with her touch and he lost the every other sense except the sensation of her hand on his wrist.
She left his hand and started to play around and enjoy the rain. He stood rooted where she has left him and just stared her. He wasn't bothered that he was going all wet.
After few minutes the intensity of rain lessened and Prem told her that they should start their journey now. They both walked towards the car. Prem opened the door for her and she settled down. Prem also sat and started the car.
She was now feeling very cold as she was shivering and sneezing. Prem turned on the heater.
"main ne kaha tha naa bemaar ho jayein gi", Prem said.
"woh tou main har baarish ke baa dhoti hoon, coz I cannt resist rains", she said trying to give a smile but failed as a sneeze came in.
"yeh acha hain, beshak bemaar ho jayein per bheegna zaroor hai, how childish.", Prem taunted.
"bilkul yehi baat meri Mom bhi kehti hain", she said as she placed her head at the back of seat.
Then she fell asleep and Prem drived stealing quick glances of the angel sitting next to him, after time to time.
They were about to reach Mumbai and she woke up. Prem asked her where he should drop her. She said that her car would be waiting at the highway itself. After few minutes they stopped near a car.
It was her car, Prem stepped out and opened the door for her. She came out and thanked him.
"it's ok, koi inti bari help bhi nahin ki jo aap bar bar thanx kahein…", he smiled.
"aap bohat ache insaan hain Prem, it was nice meeting you.", she said.
Then they both said good bye to each other and Heer went her way. She had left but Prem stayed there for a while, he just couldn't stop his mind from thinking about her.
He cursed himself why he hadn't taken any contact of hers.
*END OF FLASHBACK*
The thoughts of the most beautiful day of his life lightened his mood. And he started whistling the tune of his favorite song.
After that day he had been making all the efforts to find some clue of that girl but it was very difficult to find somebody in a city like Mumbai by just a name.
He knew that he would find her one day and will instantly ask her to be his, he was waiting eagerly for that day. But his Mom ruined it all, he knew that she had started a search for his perfect bride but he never expected she would be successful that quick.
Earlier this afternoon, he was about to go home when his Mom told him to meet some girl in the caf. He tried to say no but his Mom didn't listen a word. And now he was going to meet a perfectly stranger girl like an idiot.
He was thinking all that when his driver came with the other car and he left to meet the girl his Mom had chosen for him.
He reached the venue and saw it totally empty. He thought the place is closed and released a sigh of relief that now he would not have to meet the girl. But the manager killed his happiness by informing him that his Mom had booked the whole caf for him.
He entered in the caf cursing his fate and settled down on one of the tables. He had decided that he would tell the girl that he loves somebody else and he just came here because of his mother's insistence.
He was sitting with his back towards the entrance and was getting all irritated when somebody coughed to grab his attention. He stood up from his place and turned towards the person.
Both of them were shocked to see each other, especially Prem he was staring the girl with his mouth opened wide. The girl gave him a bright smile.
"OH my God!!! I never expected hum dobara aise milein ge", she said.
"main ne bhi aap ko yahan expect nahin kiya tha Heer", he said trying to hide his excitement.
They both settled down and chatted on random topics. None of them came to the matter they were meeting.
It was still raining outside; Heer suggested they should have a walk in the rain. Prem didn't have the heart to say no to her. They went outside and started walking, the rain was drenching them. Heer was enjoying the rain and Prem was enjoying her company.
After walking for few minutes, Prem stopped. Heer went few steps ahead and realized he wasn't with her. She turned back and asked him to come, he walked towards her.
"kya hoa ruk kyon gaye the?", Heer asked.
"kuch kehna hai tumse…", he said.
"haan tou bolo naa", she said.
"Heer, aaj ke baad jab bhi baarish ho aur tum us mein bheeg kar bemaar ho jao, tou kya mein tumhara khayal rakh sakta hoon?", he asked.
"kya???", Heer asked in a shock, she blushed as she realized what he really means.
"haan Heer, I LOVE YOU very much, will you marry me?", he asked bending on his knees and stretching his hand forward.
Heer turned all red hearing this. After few moments she smiled and placed her hand on his.
"yes, I will marry you", she said shyly.
He tightened his grip on her hand and stood up. He then pulled her into a tight hug and swirled her. Then they both went home hand in hand.
From that day onwards Prem started loving rains, in fact Monsoon became his favorite season as Heer was always there with him in every coming rainy season.
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Suhana.
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