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Kulraj watched him from the side of the stairs. Tears didn't find a stopping point. And once again, she witnessed him cursing himself for everything that went wrong. Why did he have to be this way? Why was his heart full of so much love that it had the ability to tear anyone up? She had seen and heard Prem and Heer's entire conversation. She would be a fool if she hadn't caught on what Heer was trying to do. Each time, Heer had looked away from Prem, she had seen her cry earnestly. Heer was trying to make Prem understand that his father loved him, his brother loved him, and most importantly she, his very own mother, loved him dearly. Each word that had been said by him was imprinted into her brain. She knew her son had a gem of a heart. But so much love from everyone was not expected.
How could he think that she didn't love him? He was her blood, her flesh, a delicate piece of her very own body. She loved her son. And today, she had seen the one thing that she could give him to make him feel loved again and give him abundant happiness'.Heer.
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Heer couldn't sleep all night. Her thoughts kept lingering back to him. In such a short span of time, she had grown to adore him and appreciate him for just being the way he was. It hurt her so badly to know that his eyes held so much pain and yet, he managed to pull himself composed at all times. Heer completely understood how he feels to have no mother. She has lived most of her life without a mother. But she at least knew that her mother loved her. He doesn't even know that for Kulraj, Prem means a lot more then he thinks.
As Heer thought of the new day beginning in front of her, she could bet her life on the fact that Prem would ask for her forgiveness, first thing in the morning. And if she really did know him as well as she claimed, then she was sure that (like her) he was having a sleepless night.
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Resting aimlessly on the bed next to a sleeping Preet, he had his eyes fixed on the ceiling. He had tried countless time to close his eyes and get some sleep. But each time, her face would appear in his mind. He couldn't grasp the fact that she was entrenched into his very existence.
Sleep was now an aimless possibility so he just decided to lay there until the early rays of the sun seeping into the room. As he laid there pondering over all the events of the night before, he made a mental note that above everything else that he had to do, the most important task was to apologize to her for saying things that made her feel futile.
He took a quick glance at his sweet brother who looked like a 5-years old when he was in deep sleep. A slight smile formed on his face seeing that one person that had made such an effort to make Heer feel at home and helped her adjust to her new life. With his strong yet swarm fingers, Prem ruffled his hair. Preet was such a sweetheart. He would have given up on life if it wasn't for him in his life. He had been his absolute support in everything.
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The minute the shining rays of the sun broke into the windows, both Heer and Prem got up and rushed into the bathroom so being their new day. Each was determined to do a task; Heer would have to ignore Prem as much as she could and Prem would have to talk to Heer as soon as possible.
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It was 6:30 in the morning when Prem hustled down the stairs in the attempt to talk to her before anyone else was up. In the few days that she had spent in the house, Prem had come to know that she was an early riser. He was just the same because he appreciated the early morning peacefulness and quietness. This time of the morning gave you time to think and read. But right now, Prem wanted this time for reconciliation with Heer.
Dressed in a crisp black shirt and deep blue colored jeans, he made his way toward the mandir room. When he was at the door step, he instantly spotted and watched. He knew that he would never be able to stop himself from admiring in his lifetime. It was quite unusual how she had the ability to stop his heart by her mire presence close to him. Her profile view was only visible to him and yet, he found himself gazing at her in a way that he had gazed anyone before. She was becoming like a drug for him. The moment he sees her, his mind goes blank of all thoughts and his heart beats in a rhythm that only gets out one form on a word'Heer.
He found himself gazing at her with a burned with desire. She was dressed in a simple blue and white churidar. Prem knew for sure that he had never seen any girl in his life that reflected so much beauty. She looked very simple, with barely any make-up on. Her hair was combed straight and parted from the middle. He short and thin bangs caressed the soft skin that coated her cheeks.
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His eyes scanned her closed and serene eyes lids. He then examined her perfectly shaped nose. As he continued gazing, his felt his throat catch a knot upon observing her soft pink lips; lips that he had a definite urge to taste, to devour, and to simply kiss.
He looked dreamily at the creamy, white skin on her throat and then instantly stopped himself. Anger rose inside him for thinking of her in such an uncivil way. He wasn't here to appreciate the beautiful skin on her body. He was here to apologize for not respecting her presence in the house. And he made a BIG mental note to himself which recited that he would never look at her in such a way again. If she even caught on to the honest feelings that he had for her, then he knew she would hate him.
It was weird how yesterday, he wanted her to hate him, and now when she was almost at the verge of hating him, he wanted to apologize and make it up to her. Shaking his head, he waited patiently for her to finish her morning prayers. He, along with her, joined in praying to God that everything turns out to be okay and that he doesn't cause anybody else, anymore pain.
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She had felt his presence the every instance that he came into the room. And it felt weird (in a good way) to feel his eyes admire her features. When she finished her prayers, she looked in his directions to find his praying silently. A smile formed on her face at the dashing and handsome sight of him. He looked adorable with that innocent look on his face. But the strong muscles that were packed inside his skin and the small and rough stubble that coated the surface if his cheeks and skin, gave him a dangerously, sexy look. Gosh she was going to go crazy in a few minutes when they would talk and she would have to act as if she doesn't feel anything.
His eyes instantly opened when he though she was staring at him and for a second, both of their eyes simple submerged into a peaceful gaze session. Prem was the first one to break the eye contact knowing that if he continued, then he would end up giving into his gut feelings.
He smiled genuinely at her before approaching closer. Heer acknowledged his smile with a slight smile in response and watched him come closer to her.
Prem searched for the right words to say to her. Last night had been awake, practicing whatever he had to say to her. But right now, it all went blank. Prem convinced himself that it was maybe a good sign as now he would have the opportunity to talk his heart out.
"I'm really sorry for last night." He said softly when he was directly two feet away room her.
"I shouldn't have said what I said last night. Trust me, I don't want you to go anywhere from here. It's me who has to leave the house. Maa considers you more like a daughter then me. I'm no one in this house." Prem said. This whole time, his gaze remained on the God that he was in front of.
"Kal raat mai sirf apni baat kar raha tha. Tum please uska kuch bhi galat mat nikalo. Mai kabhi nahi chahunga ki tum apni Choti Maa se door raho." Prem explained.
Shifting his gaze back upon her, he continued.
Heer eyed him with such questioning eyes. She knew that he was having trouble putting together what he really wanted t say.
"I'm not saying ke tum yaha raho aur Maa ko company doo. Mai bus yeh kehna chata hu keh tumhara yaha hone se sab ko bahot khushi hoti hai. Maa aur Papa ko ek beti milgayi joh unhe hamesha se chahiye thi. Preet ko ek acchi behen milgayi jiska saath who kahin bhi jaa sakta hai aur Maa usse rok nahi sakti." Prem smile as he envisioned Preet's smiling face.
"Aur tum?" Heer asked in a low whisper. Prem's eyes scrutinized her blank face that demanded an answer.
"Tumhe mere yaha hone se khushi hoti hai?" Heer asked politely. Prem pondered some thought over her question, thinking of an answer that wouldn't give anything away. Heer held her breath the entire time thinking of how he might respond.
Abb bolo bhi! Yaha meri saas attak gayi hai! Heer thought to herself.
"Haa'mai bahot khush hu tum yaha ho." Prem answered softly.
"Kyu?" Heer questioned curiously. Prem eyed her and then grinned at her.
"Kyunki mai tumhare saath koi bhi baat share kar sakta hu. Aur agar mere kuch kehne se tumhe bura lagta hai, toh tum mujhe jhat se maaf kar deti ho." He said.
Heer stared in amazement, surprised that he had apologized to her in such a way that she had no other choice then to forgive him.
"I'm really sorry Heer." Prem said with a pleading look in his eyes. And that's when she melted.
Heer gave him a broad smile and answered.
"Maaf toh kal raat ko hi kar diya tha. Aur yeh kya? Ek pal me dost kehte ho aur dosre pal me sorry'" Heer said. Prem felt his heart fill with pride for falling in love with someone like her. She was one in a million and the only one that would rule her heart.
He gave her a smile to know that he was flattered by being forgiven. But as the silence started to build back up, he made the effort to speak.
"Woh'mujhe jaana hoga. I have an important meeting today." Prem said as casually as possible but inside, he could feel the blood rush through his veins at record speed. He felt ashamed of being such a love sick puppy today but he couldn't resist it. Heer was looking exceptionally beautiful today. And knowing the fact that they both were the only ones in the mandir room, close enough to even touch each other, he knew that he needed to get out. Before he did anything that could end up hurting her.
"Mai chalta hu." Prem informed her and turned around to leave. But her melodious voice stopped him in his tracks.
"Arre'lekin kuch kha to lo." Heer said, hiding her urge to splat out laugh at his face.
Prem quickly turned around, grabbed a sweet from the Prasad tray in her hand, and rushed out.
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When Heer was sure that he was out of her sight, he fell into a fit of laughter. Heer had seen him stare at her during their silence. And she knew for sure that when a guy looks at a girl that way there is nothing more to the idea then one important word, Love.
Heer had encountered numerous men who had wanted to go out with her or have a physical relationship with her. And she could bet that every single one of those men stared at her with a naked desire. A desire that made her shiver in fright. It was as if they were having eye sex with her.
But when Prem looked at her, she knew that it wasn't any such desire. It was a longing. She knew that he longed to feel someone who he could share her everything with. He longed to love someone with all his heart and find the same love in return. Heer knew that he longed for something special between them. And at the same time, Heer also knew that he would never consider a relationship between them possible.
Heer was ready to wait for him to discover that she was all his. From mind, body, heart and soul, Heer Maan was the rightful belonging of Prem Juneja.
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Prem was sitting in his office while reading a letter that was soon going to change his life. Mr. R.J Mittal had granted his load for an apartment at the Marco Complex, the most expensive complex in town.
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R.J Mittal was an honorable figure in the textile industry. But what made him even more gracious was the fact that he was a very kind human being. All of his employees respected him and adored him. Prem had been close to him because he was the uncle of his best friend Rohan, who had died in a fatal car accident. Mr. Mittal had considered Prem as his nephew ever since. But Mr. Mittal also knew Prem very well and he knew that when he came to take up the job, he came with the intention to stand on his own feet. This is why he has never offered him anything without having Prem work for it.
"Good Morning Son." Mr. Mittal greeted him with a friendly smile. Prem instantly stood up in respect.
"Good Morning Sir." Prem greeted.
"So? Do you like the apartment? It's a suite with huge glass windows that provided for the entire Bombay's view. The first floor has a spacious living room and kitchen/dining room. The top floor is only a stair case up and includes a grand bedroom. There is a total number to 2 and half bathrooms." Mr. Mittal professionally added the details of this apartment.
"It's beautiful Sir. But I don't think that I can financially provide for it." Prem added rather sadly.
"How come Prem?" Mr. Mittal questioned as he still stood at the door way.
"Sir Marco Complex has a monthly apartment payment of over $100,000. And I started my job has lasted for only two weeks." Prem advocated.
Mr. Mittal let out a sign and decided to tell him the real deal with this apartment.
"Prem, I bought this apartment for Rohan two years ago when he was in his final year. It was his. Lekin bhagwan ko shayad uski zyada zaroorat thi. Abb mujhe woh apartment kisi bhi halat me tumhe bechna hai. Issiliye nahi kyunki tu uska dost hai balki iss liye kyunki tune meri company ko do hi hafte me 9% ka profit diya. You're very good at what you do Son and this is my way of giving you an accommodation. I already deposited the money for the 6 months, after that, you only have to pay $10,000 per every three months." Mr. Mittal said with a smile. He could read the confusion on Prem face on what he should do.
"Take it beta. I want you to have the house. I am very proud to have you here so just take it as a gift from you uncle to you." Mr. Mittal stated as he walked across the room and pulled Prem into a tight hug.
Prem whole-heartedly accepted the offer because he could see that if he effused, he could end up hurting Mr. Mittal kind heart. And that, he wouldn't do.
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Kiran was waiting anxiously for the expected call to come. And when his cell vibrated in his hand, nervousness rushed through him.
Usne maan liya hoga ki nahi? He didn't know. Kiran pressed the answer button and brought the phone close to his ears.
"Papa'?" Prem called. His excitement was clearly expressed in the way he called his father.
Relief ran though Kiran as he could feel that Prem had accepted.
"Haa beta..?" Kiran answered affectionately.
"Mujhe ghar mil gaya. Mittal Sir ne dhoond ke diya. Thoda expensive toh hai lekin unhone kaha ke unki wajah se mujhe accha discount milega." Prem informed his father.
"Yeh toh bahot acchi baat hai beta. Aur paise ki chinta mat karma. Mujhe pata hai, Raj Mittal aaj nahi toh kal tujhe promotion bhi dega aur raise bhi dega." Kiran pacified him.
Kiran was relieved to know that Prem had accepted the apartment that he and Raj Mittal had considered ideal for him.
"Papa woh mujhe meeting me jaana hai. Mai baad me phone karta hu." Prem added.
"Koi baat nahi beta and congratulation! I am so happy for you." Kiran said delightedly. But inside, his fear of being away from his eldest son was making him depressed.
"Bye Papa." And he cut the call. Kiran cut the phone as well and relaxed his back on his chair, in his office. It was going to b tough staying away from Prem. Not only was Prem his eldest son, but he was his support for every problem he had in his life. No matter what it was, Prem was able to make things smooth for him. Prem was more like his best friend and he didn't know how Kulraj was going to react when she finds out what a gem of a son she actually has.
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