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Recap : anjaani is with anjaana....she 1st tries to save and then misunderstands him......still he comes to save her.....hey somehow get out of that trouble........he manages to know her name......(which is not her real name....)HEER.....they together walk in city streets....try to find a place for spending the night........they manage to find one place after a lot of hardships and fun......there Heer to save their identity gives anjaana a name PREM ......in morning they board the train and on reaching their destination MumbaI.....prem on waking up sees that heer is gone .....he comes out of train but she was no where he is only left with a scarf of her .....................😔
this PREM of my ff
so hopefully doubts cleared on who is this prem
its not preet and neither is heer of my ff meher
other characters in my update
samrat- 20 yrs old
gunjan - 19 yrs old
muskaan
you will know about them only in my ff
***Milenge Milenge***
all he was left with was her scarf and her first words in his mind "chalo mere saath"......................
he looked every where on the platform but due to the crowd, he couldnt see anything he tried to move but the huddle wasn't letting him move....................he started pushing everyone to make his way to the centre of platform where he saw less people as compared to on the sides .......................
he somehow made his way to the centre and all this while his eyes were searching her.....
he didnt even know how many people he had pushed and how many had pushed him.......when he reached at the centre he straightened his bag , and suddenly he felt something ........just like tickle over his heart..............' you are still here....i know that........in my life first time ever i have felt this and i wont let you go...and that too so easily..........bus ek baar...ek baar dikh jao.......'he turned and saw something and started running to the staircase of the platform he rushed through people and upon reaching the main entrance of station.....'HEER!!!' he shouts but the the taxi was gone............he bended a little as he kept his hand just above his knees as he was breathing heavily.... he raised his head and looked in the direction where the taxi headed........
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"HEER!!!" she heard this name and kept her hands on her ear and shook her head 'subah subah mere kaan baj rahe hain.......i left him in the train how come he will be there aur waise bhi ab ye chapter .....it is closed.....ab main us se kabhi nahin milungi.....so why think about him.......'she said to herself and took off her hands from her ears , relaxing herself she kept her head on the back of the seat and closed her eyes..............and a scene flashed in her eyes.....
*she felt somthing stop and then sounds of people moving, she opened her eyes......she had her head on his shoulder, her hand clutching buttons of his shirt, his one hand around her shoulder and other holding her right arm from front, his chin was on her forehead....realising her position , she shivered a bit and then freed herself from his grip gently not disturbing his sleep' when fully freed she got up, adjusted her dress and took her hand bag and then started thinking' mumbai aa gaya hai....ise uthaun ya nahi.....utha deti hun ye bhi apne ghar chale jaaega....(as she bended to wake him...she again stood straight)...no way i m gonna wake him....agar ye koi pagal psycho nikla jo ....no no ...if he follws me then.....oh god main kya soch rahi hun....dimag kharab ho gaya hai mera.....waise bhi ye last statin hai apne aap uth jaega thodi der mein aur khud chala jaega...but shayad mujhe thank you kehna chahiye but....let it be even if he helped he almost killed me when he threw me on his seat....uff main kya karun?....(after 20 seconds) ok i m leaving he wont get lost if i leave he isnt 5 yr old boy, who cant find his way .....i must leave(suddenly her eyes went towards the scarf)are ye kab utra...(she pulled it but it was wrapped around his hand and stuck in there god knows with what....she tried to pull it but this way he too started moving and was about to wake so she thought) rehne deti hun .....haaye ye mera favorite scarf hai but....chalo abhi nikalna chahiye.....and leaving it there she stared goin out as she crossed the berth her hand was on the handle on the side....she bent backwards...looked at him he was still sleeping a smile krept on her face seeing him sleeping then she jerked the thought off her mind was back on her way...."...she shook her head in shiver,........'what the hell was i doing'...... and she opened her eyes with a start.....'i m going mad ek ladke ki wajah se main apne dimag ka dahi kar rahi hun....get him off your mind heer.....heer? hai rabba ye kya ho raha hai mujhe......mera naam.....gosh i need rest.....'
as the taxi reached its destination she got out of it and after paying moved towards the building when she reached on her floor she saw a man with few more people,in specific another man and a women who must have been his wife
'to kaisa laga aapko ghar?'
on hearing this she was shocked
the man turned and on seeing her a frown appeared on his face, as she reached to them
'aap yahan kya kar rahe hain? aur mera ghar kisne khola?'
'tumahara ghar, ye mera ghar hai!'
'haan but i am paying its rent i am the tenant...so how can you show someone else this house and how can you open it without my permission?'
'mera ghar hai jo chahunga karunga....nikal jao yahan se'
'kya???'
'haan chali jao....apna saaman uthao wahan se(pointing his finger where clothes were thrown as if it were garbage and few gadjets like headsets, chargers....'
'aapne mera saaman......?'
'to ...........aur kya karunga?do mahino se kiraya nai diya aur upar se yahan hai bhi nahi to ghar khali kar'
'wo ghar par emergency thi to muhe jana pada'
'ghar par emergency thi....jana pada.....aur bhada kaun dega tumhara baap?'
'dekhiye apni jaban sambhaliye....just mind ur language'
'aaahaahaa ab tum mujhe sikhaogi tameez'
'look main rent kuch dino mein pay kar dungi just leave for now aur inhe bhej dijiye and pls lower your voice'
'rent? konsa rent ab ye log rahenge is makan mein tum chalti bano...'
'are par aap aisa nahi kar sakte maine kaha na problem thi mere ghar mein so i had to leave'
'do mahine se gaayab ho.....bhada deti nahi aur ghar par kabza kiya hua tha....ab mera ghar khali ho gaya hai...bas apna ye chehra le jao aur dobara mat dikhna..'
'dekhiye maine kaha na main aapko kiraya de dungi bas kuchh din aur.....pls aap samajhne ki koshish kariye'
'koshish ? jaati ho ya police bulaun?'
'police? ye aap kya keh rahe hain dekhiye pls abhi aap jaiye main kuchh din mein kiraya bhar dungi....waise bhi do din se mere saath kuchh theek nahin ho raha upar se aap(she said end of the line in a volume audible only to herself)'
'kya? kya kaha? baad mein de dogi.....kyun baad mein ped lag jaega ghar mein paison ka...mera makan ab inka hai tum niklo yahan se jaati ho ya police bulaun....jaane kahan gayi thi....kahin muh kala karne gayi hogi aur mere ghar ko band kar rakha tha'
he said in a low voice but she heard it, here she was talking to him so nicely and he was talking all crap about her character
'oye! samajhta kya hai tu khud ko.....ek makan kya de diya sar par hi baith gaya hai.....kamine, rakha hi kya hai is khandar mein....diwaron se pani tapakta rehta hai, nalke(tap) tute hue hain, niche ki saari awazein upar aati hain aur upar ki neeche jaati hain, bade bade chuhe aur cockroach nikalte hain.......are ja ja nahi chahiye tera ghar bhad mein ja,,.....waise bhi ye ghar bohut badkismati(badluck) lata hai....'
lady standing beside'kya??badluck?'
heer turned to her 'haan bhabhi ji.....meri job chali gayi is ghar mein aake....paison ki bahut problem hui hai mujhe, mere dad ka operation hua....mere brother ki taang tut gayi thi....mere ghar waalon se jhagda ho gaya...aur bhi na jaane kya kya hua hai is ghar mein ....are mujhe to lagta hai iss ghar mein bhoot pret(ghosts) ka rehna hai....(turning to land lord)rakho apna bhootbangla....(she handed keys to him)' and went to the pile of her belongings, took a bag and suitcase she packed everything...and then after realising something went to the land lord...she pulled his bag....took out a laptop and ipod from it
'dekhiye chori bhi karta hai ye....tauba tauba...'
saying this to the new tenants she left with her things and while crossing lobby she heard commotion and knew they left the house
\nut as she reached road she realised she had no where to go....
'ab kahan jaun....kya karun?'
she took out her cell dialed a number but as she pressed dial button battery went off
she took her things and called a taxi
'kahan jana hai madam ji ?'
'ummm.....aap chaliya main raasta bata dungi....'
she sat in it and after a journey of 15 min reached a place....she got off the taxi and paid him
'ab kahan jaun na koi jagah hai, na koi ghar ....sab khatam ho gaya hai.....sab kuchh....ab mera koi nahi hai.........kiske liye jiyun kiske sahare...i feel like commiting suicide....but no suicide wo karte hain jo zindagi se haar jaate hain...jo bechare hote hain,....aur main aisi bilkul nahin hun...i will live...i will show them main kya kar sakti hun....main haar nahin manungi...kehte hain agar sab darwaze band ho jate hain to aap ek naya darwaza khol dete hain.... i wish aaj aap mere liye bhi aisa hi kuchh karen'a cool breeze hitted her face and a smile formed on her face, but it went back in the same way it came
she turned and saw a man with a board in his hand written over it TO-LET, she ran to him and in less then 30 minutes she was in a new house which was smaller though but good enough for her, had a good view and the best part was low rent....she felt lucky as getting a house in mumbai with low rent was next to impossible.....the landlord didnt even ask her name and gave her the house was the only thing that she couldnt get....but who cared right now all she wanted to do was sleep
house being semi furnished had a few things like a bed, a table and a chair,a few curtains at least a few gas stove and a few utensils not enough so she decided to buy them as soon as she gets her salary...she sat on bed, it was without mattress but without thinking much she slept......
and got up when she heard door bell ring, she opened her eyes rubbing them she opened the door and saw something, her eyes went wide she hitted her head and shook her head...again looked outside and gave a look of how-is-it-possile? and closed the door
'no way this is possible....how come...how come....no no no i am dreaming...i cant believe this... i am hallucinating' again she heard bell ring and this time she opened it only when she washed her face and was fully awake
'hey !guest ke muh pe darawaza band karna is a bad manners you know? in India they say na "atithi devo bhav" remember?'
'no way this is possible....tum?'
'yes way it is very much possible, its me PREM'
'no way!!! i am imagining you....... you cant be here...i left you in the train'
'yaah that too was very bad....you shouldnt leave someone like that...you know i was worried......do you have a habit of running away'(saying this he entered the house pushing her aside but not harming her)
'tum sach mein ho....?'
'hmmm...'he said with a very sweet & sincere nod
'oh crap...how come you are here? wait... wait ... wait .... kahan ghus rahe ho?...how dare you enter my house without my permission?
'apne neighbour se aise baat karte hain kya?....india mein aise karte hain guests se baat?..."atithi devo bhav"chalo yaad karo'
'just shut up!!! what?neighbour? oh no!'she said all annoyed
'oh yes....!!!' he said cheerfully
looking towards the roof
'mujhse konsi dushmani nikal rahe hain aap?'
and then towards him
'chale jao you cant enter my house like that...just get out!!!'
'rude! that is very rude!'
😲she made a face with her mouth in a shade of 'o'
'you look cute like that'
😕she made a expression of confusion and anger mixed
'wow you are a piece to keep at a museum .... so many expressions all together how do you manage?'
'get out of my house now!!!(she said seriously)....agar tum yahan faltu bakwas karne aaye ho to i m not interested just get out of here'
'oh!! nahin nahin mujhe kaam hai tumse...'
'finally!!!(she said as she took a breath of relief)....tell and leave'
'leave? help nai karogi....? you know na main yahan naya hun aur tumhare siva mera koi nahi hai is anjaan sheher mein'he said with a innocent face and a dramatic tone, she rolled her eyes
'either tell or leave'she stated clearly
'ok'
'hmm??'she asked
'hmm..'he repeated
'hmmm?'again asked
'kya?'he said as if he understood nothing
'are bolo bhi kya chahiye tumhe ? stop bugging me' she said in angry tone
'tum!'he said gently
'kya?'
'tu..tu tum..tum se....ummm... sug...sugar... sugar ...haan haan sugar chahiye...'
'cheeni? umm...i dont have..... main aaj hi shift hui hun so now leave'
'i m sure tumhare paas hogi'
'what? maine kaha na main aaj hi shif.....'
'are kahan ja rahe ho?'
and not listening to her he went directly in the kitchen...opened a drawer and took out a small jar it had sugar , she was surprised to see that ....cause she herself didnt look in drawers as she was very tired and decided to check that stuff later.....he opened the jar and took a couple of spoons of sugar from it and put it in his bowl ...and closed the jar and kept it back he walked out of there and when reached her bending closer to her whispered a quick thanks in her ear....as she got the whole moment digested in her, she turned and was about to shout at her , but saw a young girl of about 19yrs and a boy may be a year older than the girl standing in front of prem who was now at the door, she went near them-
'hi!'they said together
'hi!' both prem and heer said in unison
she gave him a angry look and again turned to the girl and boy
'yes! how can i help you?'
hearing her sweet gentle tone he made 😲 face
she hitted his stomach with her elbow and told him to close his mouth and the boy and girl giggled seeing their silent fight
'hi! mera naam samrat hai!'
'aur main hun gunjan'
'hi!'
'hi! i am ....prem and she is heer'
'ye main bhi bol sakti thi...why cant you just mind your own business'
'cause courtesy says you should have told them your name when told their's but you...'
'none of your business'
'it doesnt matter to me...'
again both samrat gunjan giggled, hearing them they both came back to earth and stopped their foolish fight
'hi heer di! hi prem bhaiya'said gunjan cheerfully
'hello!'as she realised that they were calling her heer horror stuck her but she thought it was no harm if neighbours new her by this name so she continued
'so how come you are here?'
'wo aap log naye shift hue hain...hai na?'
'ji haan!'
'woh actaully meri didi ki shaadi hai samrat ke bhaiya se so everyone in the building is busy isiliye aapse koi milne nahi aya to welcome you, you know...so we came to welcome you and to invite you for wedding and the other rasms and rituals...pls aap log jarur aana humne sab building walon ko bulaya hai....ye aapke liye card aur sweets....'handing them a box of sweets
'are par hum kaise?'
'di come on aa jana na isi bahane aap sabhi neighbours se mil bhi lengi'
'but...'
'chalo na heer is bahane main indian shaadi bhi dekh lunga..'
she again gave him a angry look which said just-shut-up
'pls didi aap jalul aana....'a girl of about 3 yrs said whom they hadn't seen all this while as she was behind samrat and gunjan, heer saw her and bended in front of her
'aapka naam kya hai?'she asked as she kept a finger below her chin
'mela naam mushkaan hai...aul aapka?'
'muskan aise naam nahin puchhte...'said gunjan
heer shook her head lightly signing her to let the kid talk
'muskan!!! bahut sundar naam hai aapka....mera naam heer hai...'
'thank you!!! aapka naam bhi bohut shundal hai'
she smiled'thank you shona'
'are! aapko mela ye naam kaishe pata chala'
'hmm?'
'use ghar mein sab shona bulate hain' told samrat
'oh achha!!!(turning to kid) wo kya hai na jo god ke pyaare pyaare sundar sundar bache hote hain na unhe shona bulate hai, isiliye'
'aap aaoge na?'
'kya?ummm... kahan?'
'meri nupur didi ki shaadi mein....hum saath mein ice cleam khaenge, dance bhi kalenge'
they let out a small laugh'ice cream!!! fir to aana hi padega ....ok!! i will come....'
'aur bhaiya aap aaoge?'she said to prem
'no!'all turned to him
'kyun?'kid asked all confused and sad
'aapne mujhe to ice cream puchhi hi nahin?'
'oho! (she said as she hiited her small forehead with her little palms)aap to gulab jamun khaoge na isiliye..(someone calls muskan)....bye!! mumma bula rahi hain....pal aap jalul aana'
'ok!' both said together' a slight frown occured on her face and prem expected a glare but this time it never came instead she controlled and bidded gud nights to the gunjan and samrat with a promise of attending every rasam of the marraige....she turned to enter her flat but as she saw him , she kept her hands on her hips, and before she could say anything...
'ok! ok! i m going i live on next floor hope to see you soon it is just below yours...'
she turned around and closed the door with a bang!!on his face
'whouu....easy lady!!!' rubbing his nose he went to his flat....
***The End***
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