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Memories

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Feeling the sunlight in his closed eyes, Preet Juneja sighed and turned around to face the wall and try to fall back to sleep. Sadly, he couldn't sleep anymore and sighed. Opening his eyes he looked what the time would be and there he saw it:

25-11 09:00 AM

He closed his eyes again and suddenly opened it again to look at the date again. Yes, it was 25 November, but what was it again that made him think that something important happened that day. Think Preet, think he said to himself and then realized what happened a year ago.

1 year ago'

His bauji, ma, Kuldi, PB and Heer bhabi thought that it was time for him to settle down with someone. But he didn't thought it was already his time, he even didn't know what kind of girl he wanted, actually he even didn't know what he was looking for in a girl. So as expected he didn't agree with them and argued every time whenever they started about it. But one night he got trapped. Okay, that's actually overrated. It's just was that he was in his room getting ready to sleep. Hearing someone knocking on his door he went to open it and saw his Pb. Preet, being obvious; arre Pb, ander aaye and his Pb came in. Both brothers sat down and Preet watched innocently for his brother to speak. Prem however thinking how it would be the best to talk with his little brother looked at him confused; arre Preet, kya hain?

Preet frowned: Pb, aap to mere kamrey mein agaye or tabse chup behte hain!

Prem: oh sorry yaar, woh main isiliye aaya hoon kyun ke mujhe tumse ek important baat karni hain

Preet: kehye'

Prem took a deep breath and began: okay sunno, kuch hafte se main, bauji, ma, Kuldi or Heer yeh koshish kar rahe hain tumhe samjhane keliye ke tum ab settle ho jao, shaadi karlo, seeing his brother starting to object; ab mujhe baat karne do Preet, baat mein tum mujhe keh dena jo tum kehna chahte ho okay? Seeing Preet nodding, he continued: ab tum kehte ja rahe ho ke tumhara umar abhi nai hain shaadi karne ke liye par Preet, yeh hum to nai keh rahe hain ke foron shaadi karlo! Hum to yeh chahte ke tumhare ek saathi ho, jo tumhare dost ho, tumhare pyaar ho, tumhare partner ho, jiske saath tum apne har suk dukh baath sakte, ab tum hi batao, kya hum isme ghalath hain?

Preet shook his head: no Prem bhaiya, par yeh ek bohot bara kadam hain or main to yeh bhi nai jaanta hoon ke main ek saathi mein kya chahta hoon!

Prem smiled: main yeh samaj sakta hoon Preet, par agar tum rishte dekhoge nai to tum kaise jaan paoge ke tum ek saathi mein kya chahta ho?

Preet sighed: to main kya karoon Pb?

Prem: tum rishte dekho or phir tumhe khood pata chal jayega ke tumhe kya karna chaiye, okay?

Preet nodded and then it had begun.

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So he went with his ma to watch someone for him but they all wanted to marry him because he was the youngest son of Lalit Juneja, world's best business man. One even had the condition that they would live in their own house and wanted to do a batwara.

One night Preet was thinking if every girl was like that. But then he shrugged it off; of course not! Kuldi isn't like that, neither Veera and Heer bhabi definitely isn't like that! He heard knocking on his door and feeling to tired he just said to enter. It was his bhabi who was smiling at him and sat down next to him on the bed.

Preet leaned on his elbows; arre bhabi, aap yahaan?

Heer nodded: haan Preet, main tumse baat karne aaye!

Preet frowned: baat, kya baat?

Heer: dekho, main jaanti hoon ke tum kuch hafte se ek rishta dhoond rahe ho and none of them became a success right? Preet nodded and she continued: tumhe yaad hain na ke main peechle din apne maayke mein gaye thi? Preet got confused: aap kehna kya chah rahe hain bhabi? Heer: dekho Preet, meri ek dost hain, usne apne bachelor complete kiye hain law mein or peechle hafte wapis agaye gaon mein. Par uske ma baap uske liye rishta dhoond rahe hain par usko koi pasand nai araha. Tumhe pata chal raha hain ke main kidher jaana chah rahe hoon?

Preet shook his head and Heer smiled (her devar could be dense sometimes).

Heer: main to yeh soch rahi thi ke tum usse milo, kya khayaal?

Preet sighed, Prem already had him to watch rishta's and now this; Par bhabi, aap to khud keh rahe hain ke usko koi pasand nai araha hain to main to'

Heer: Well, I talked with her about it and she told me how boring the rishta's were who came for her and some were being narrow minded. So I can't blame her for refusing. Par I don't think she will think that you are boring. Seeing Preet looking up she continued; tum dono ke ek jaise hain, actually I think it won't be boring whenever you two will be around each other, so kya kehte ho, milooge usse?

Preet sighed, seeing Heer overjoyed made it too hard for him to refuse; theek hain miloonga usse!

Heer cheered and hugged him; okay, I will call her and she ran out of his room and Preet could swear he heard his Pb asking how it went'

1^st Memory

They had agreed to meet each other in the coffeeshop and because he was always late Heer had made him come there an half hour to early. So there he sat, drinking his second cup hazelnut coffee and wondering how this girl would be. Hearing from his bhabi that she was like him made him interested how she would look like. Kaprey kaise pehnti hogi, he thought, baal uske lambe ya chohte honge? Excuse me, he heard and looked up to see a girl with a fair skin, dark hair and large honeybrown eyes. She was wearing a dark green kameez with a brown shalwar and matching churiyaan.

Preet: ji?

The girl looked at him: are you Preet Juneja?

Preet nodded: Meher Singh?

She nodded smiling and both shook each other's hands. Unfortunately she was a bit to energetic and let his cup fall and the coffee fell on his shirt. He stood up and she grabbed a tissue to wipe it off. Preet felt an odd sensation feeling her hand on him and hearing her apologies he smiled; it's okay, it's okay, please calm down!

She looked up at him and he felt himself drowning in her big large eyes; are you sure?

Unable to speak he nodded and she sat down. Just then the waiter came to ask if Preet wanted a new drink and what she wanted.

Preet nodded and looked at Meher.

Meher: I will have what he's having and the waiter went away to get their drinks. Both started to talk with each other and soon Preet realized was enjoying her company but he couldn't tell if it was otherwise the same! Meher drank her second cup empty and looked at him happily; this is great, what is it?

Preet looked at her disbelievingly; you want to tell me that you never drank a hazelnut coffee?

Meher looked at him in shock and was it Preet's imagination or did her lips look bigger.

Preet: Meher?

She looked at him; you idiot! I'm allergic to hazelnut!

Needless to say, the rest of the day they spend at the first aid!

2^nd Memory

To tell you the truth, it was a miracle that she agreed to meet him again. Preet was waiting for her at the restaurant and played with his mobile. He felt someone hitting his head and he looked back but saw no one. Looking back he saw that someone sat at the chair opposite of him. Meher smiled at him: hi!

Preet: hi! Kaise ho Meher?

She smiled: I'm fine tum kaise ho?

Preet: I'm fine too! Dekho, I'm really sorry for last time and she laughed: it's okay Preet, tumhari koi ghalti nai hain isme, I had to ask you what you were drinking anyway. Waise ab sochte hue kafi funny hain yeh baat, hain na!

Preet smiled and she continued: waise bhi, Heer di to apne hansi ko khatam kar nai pa rahe thi!

Preet looked in shock: tumne Heer bhabi ko bataya?

Meher nodded; haan tumne nai?

Preet looked down embarrassed and she smiled; ab hum koi or subject ke bare mein baat kare? And both looked at the menu to order.

After a while Preet was looking at Meher in shock, he always had known that he ate much, okay, scratch that, he ate very much but until now he had never thought that a girl would be doing that to. As I said before; until now!

He was looking at Meher and saw how she had eaten everything that was on her plate. She realized that someone was watching at her and she looked up; What!

He shook his head; nothing

Meher looked disbelievingly at him: nothing, yeah right! I know you were watching me eating, and yes I eat a lot and if you don't like that then it's your problem, not mine! I'm enjoying my life as much as I can and I refuse to hunger myself out!

Preet started to laugh and she frowned at him. Seeing her confused he tried to talk; tumhe yeh lag raha tha ke mujhe yeh bura lagta ke tum khaati ja rahi ho and he started to laugh again.

Meher: it isn't?

Preet shook his head; no! Actually, to tell you the truth I'm fascinated to see you eat like that, it's great to see a girl live her life as she wants it and being careless of what others think about that. You're actually mine female version Meher!

Meher didn't get it what he was talking about until she saw his empty plates and how all the plates were empty and she smirked; and you're my male version Preet!

And both continued to eat and talk.

When they were done they walked to his car but Meher didn't feel well.

Meher: Preet? Hearing hem responding, she continued; I don't feel good.

Preet walked in front of her and tilted her chin up; kya matlab?

Meher looked up at him and before she could respond something else did'

Their second date ended with her apologizing for throwing up at him.

3^rd Memory

His best friend was going to marry and he had asked her to join him.

But it turned out to something what he didn't expect! Okay, so she accepted his offer to go with him (he had a feeling inside that she would), he expected that, she would be wearing something traditional, he expected, she would look great, well let's say he expected that she would be looking great, but great wasn't the exact word to describe her. She looked drop-dead gorgeous in that sari of her. It hugged her curves well and it made her look so beautiful and elegant. So a lot of people (male mostly) were staring at her, that he expected. But then again, he didn't expect to feel that much jealousy. So when he started to act as he owns her (he knew he shouldn't be doing that) she got mad and both started arguing.

Meher: I don't care Preet, it isn't as I was going after him

Preet: I didn't said that you were doing that, it's just that I don't trust him so I wanted to protect you!

Meher frowned: protect me? Tumhe kya lagta Preet, kya main apna khayaal nai rak sakte?

Preet: no, but I think that I can help you to manage him

Meher sighed: pata kya Preet, enjoy the party, main ja rahe hoon and she turned around to leave.

Preet went after her; par Meher, Meher mere baat to suno but she kept walking so what did he? He tried to stop her by holding her shoulder, but he slipped and his hand grabbed the back of her blouse and not knowing his power it tore. Well, that was something he definitely didn't expect!

Preet couldn't stop staring at her back and Meher got shocked by this:

Preet, she hissed. Not hearing his reply she hissed a bit louder: Preet! Agar tum abhi tak jeena chahte ho, then it would be better for you to not to stare at my back!

Preet realized what situation he was in looked up from her back: hmm and thought of what to do, so he took her sari's pallu and placed it around her other shoulder so her back was covered. Then he put his hand around her shoulder; chal, humme jaana chahiye, baat mein thank you keh dena he said winkingly and both walked away;

Preet proud of acting as a gentleman and Meher, well Meher was busy trying to absorb of what just had happened'!

4^th Memory

Preet was waiting at the park for her. Today, he would tell her, actually come to think of it, no one at home seemed surprised when he told them about their decision. His Pb told him that he knew this day would come when they had their second date. But, he couldn't help to feel nervous. Nervous about what he would tell her and how she would respond. Kya pata, mujhe thappar maarege, he thought, ya bhaag jayegi! Oh come on Juneja, a small voice said in his head, it isn't necessary that she will response negative, kya pata positive reaction ho!

Uhem, he heard someone coughing and looked up to see Meher smiling down at him.

Meher: hi! She waved and he smiled and waved back.

Meher sat down next to him: so tum mujhse koi baat karna chahte ho?

He nodded and looked down.

Then he took a deep breath and told her to follow her.

They walked around the park and he started to talk; Meher, yeh humari 4^thmulakaat hain, or hum dono yeh jaante hain ke humari mulakaton kis wajjah ke liye hain, seeing her nod he continued, ab Meher, you are the first one whom I met more than once, but that has a reason, you don't care if I'm a Juneja, you told me that you wouldn't mind to live in a joint family and you don't care what anyone tells you, like I told you before, you're quite fascinating or Meher, he stopped walking to place both his hands on her shoulders, maine yeh faisla kar liya hain ke main tumhari saath apni zindagi baatna chahta hoon, I love you Meher! Now, I don't want you to feel forced to tell this to me to or that you agree to marry me against your will. If you don't want to do that, then I will walk away and you will never hear from me again but if you want to spend your whole life with me, I will be world's happiest man alive!

Meher looked up to see Preet waiting for her answer, she took a deep breath and closed her eyes; Preet, I'BHAM!

Hearing the loud noise she opened her eyes in shock to see Preet laying there unconscious on the ground and cricket ball next to him.

That night Preet made a mental note; never again date in a park!

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What you're thinking about stranger?, he heard and came back to reality. He looked up and saw the owner of the voice smiling at him from the mirror.

Preet smiled: kuch nai'

Kuch to soch rahe the, you got the Preet Juneja thinking look!

Preet smirked: the Preet Juneja thinking look huh, I like that!

Ab batao bhi, kya soch rahe the!, she asked while putting her sindoor in her maang.

He smiled: main to yeh soch raha tha ke hum kaise mile the or uske baath jo mulakaatein rahe hum dono ki! He then sat up; you know, I don't get it, humare pehle mulakatoon mein kuch na kuch hamesha ho jata tha, par sagai ke baath; bohot kam cheezein hogaye the, or shaadi ke baath; kuch nai!

His wife smiled while placing her mangalsutra now around her neck: nothing? She stood up and walked over to him at the bed; Preet darling, let me remind you; jab tum mere ghar aaye the maine darwaza itna zor se band kiya tha ke darwaze zor se tumhare naak ke saath lagai thi! She then crawled over to him to put her head on his chest and he put his arm around her laying back in bed again; Phir yaad hain tumhe jab tumne mujhe woh gulaab ke bouquet diye the, 1 minute bhi hua nai tha or kaante lag gaye the skin mein, waise shuker tha ke phere lete waqt humare kapre ko aag nahi lage par suhaag raat pe tumne to mujhe itne zor se daka diya tha ke mere sar bed ke front ke saath lagai thi!

Preet smiled: hehehe, woh darwaaze wali baat Meher, I blame Pb for that who came with the thought to surprise you, woh gulaab wali baath, na jaane kyun mere haathon ko kuch nai hua tha par tumhari skin to nazuk hain and he took her hand to kiss it and continued; so ho jata or waise bhi ab main to phoolon ke kaantein pehle nikaalta hoon tumhe dene se pehle or agree, main bhi dar raha tha ke phere lete waqt aisa kuch ho jata par nai, mujhe to lutliye the tumhare sehalian jhoote wapis dene ke liye or mujhe ander jaane dene ke liye or rahi baat suhaag raat ki and he sat up to look down at her; I didn't hear you complain when that happened but oh well, I can't blame you on that, he said smirking. Meher blushed and smacked him: Preet, kya bolte ja rahe ho! He grinned: you know what I'm talking about my darling wife and you know what I was thinking?, he asked while closing the gap between them. Meher looked up guessingly at him and he putted his forehead on hers; I think we have enough time for a new memory, what say?, he asked winking. Meher looked down and put her hands around his neck and dragged him more close to him; I like your thinking Mr. Preet Juneja!

Preet grinned: and I like you Mrs. Meher Preet Juneja!

And he kissed her and both made their new memory...

Okay! So this was my first MEET OS, please do comment'😳