Kuch Kuch Hota Hai - New OS

Prem Juneja, only son of great business tycoon Lalit Juneja sat in his business class seat. He adjusted himself stretching his legs to give comfortable feel to his tired body. He ran fingers through his hair letting out a relaxed breath. For past one month he worked day night in the absence of his father.

His mother, Gay3 Juneja adamantly wanted to go to India for a visit after more than 25 years. Lalit taking this as an opportunity kept entire business empire of Prem's shoulder and went to his hometown Ambala. Past one month Prem spent only thinking about business.

Suddenly his father called today morning and asked him to reach Ambala as early as possible. Prem never had the habit of saying 'no' to his father and mother, adjusted all his appointments and business dealing within few hours and got into flight in last minute.

Prem looked out through window as the flight started flying over the city, Vancouver. Lalit and Gay3 started their life in this city. Prem born to them in this city. Prem grew up here but his mother all the time traditional. Lalit adjusts to her traditional nature. At the same time he mingles with his friends and business partners like the way they are. Gay3 never participated in parties of Lalit business friends. She invites her indian friends who are known to her through Lalit or Prem. She celebrates every Indian festival with so much tradition. Lalit will promptly appear.

Prem grew up seeing all these. He likes his mother's love and tradition. One thing he doesn't like about his mother, her nature of not accompanying Lalit to business parties. Lalit never complaint but Prem always felt his parents should attend parties as couple. He felt more jealous when he see parents of his friends come to parties holding hands. For past one year he is handling business with his father. He attends business parties with his father. He dream coming with his wife holding hands to these parties. He feel sad for Lalit enjoying with bachelor friends or sometime alone.

Prem had some dreams about his life partner. He wants his partner to be part of his every party. He took a deep breath and leaned back in his seat. He thought 'she should be modern but little tradition to convince mother. Surely not arranged marriage. Mine is love marriage.' He smiled. He remembered his father telling him to check his mail in the morning. He didn't get a time. So he downloaded the mail in outlook do that he can check it later in flight journey.

He opened his laptop. Few business mails. He skipped it. He now wants to know why his father has sent a mail instead of talking over phone. He scroll down searching a mail from his father. Subject said 'your life partner.' Prem is shocked. He opened the mail. No message part. He saw the attachment. He opened the attachment in hurry. A image file and word file. He opened the image.

Girl picture. She is standing with a bright smile on her face. Prem blinked once to steady himself. His brain went blank. 'why dad sent this girl picture?' his mind remembered the subject of the mail. 'why? Dad is in hurry. She looks very traditional.' He looked away from laptop 'she is beautiful but' he ran fingers through his hair 'what will i do? I never wanted such a traditional girl.' He rubbed his chin. He closed the picture and opened the file. He studied the details. His eyes searched for her educational qualification. He let out a relieved breath seeing her done Masters in Business. 'but where?' he read 'Delhi'. 'okay she may be not too much traditional. But how can be so sure. Ma won't like anyone who is modern.' He started getting restless. 'oh no what will i do if she is exactly like ma?' he shook his head 'no i can't marry such a traditional girl.' He sat straight 'i need to talk about this as soon as i reach home. Anyway they didn't mention anything about marriage. They won't fix the date without asking me. ' he is confident 'They can't.' But the subject still disturbed him. He tried to console himself. Nothing worked out. his mind started fighting but his body is so tired. He dozed off.

Prem got into the car waiting for him in the airport. His mind started thinking about the girl. 'i don't even remember her name.' He wanted to check the details before arguing with his mother. 'its not so easy to counter ma's selection. I need a point to defend myself.' He opened the laptop. Just then his mobile rang. Prem answered 'dad, i'm on the way.' Before prem talk further Lalit disconnected saying 'okay beta.' Prem is surprised 'what happened to dad? He doesn't even care to ask about my journey. He seems to be busy. About what?' his tension increased. Rest of the journey he was filled with all sort of confused questions. Driver is so silent and talking nothing as if he is dumb.

Prem opened the car door. Lalit shouted from somewhere 'Gay3 bring the arti'. Prem looked at his grandfather's old house decorated with flowers. People are busy running around. It looked like entire village is gathered there. kids are running here and there. Prem confusingly thought 'why so many here to welcome me as if I'm from another planet.' Lalit interrupted his thought 'Prem, come beta.' Prem walked to the traditionally designed house. He stood in the doorway. Gay3 took arti. Prem touched their feet. Gay3 and Lalit hugged him.

Gay3 'come beta.' She took Prem to his room. Lalit followed them. Prem looked around the house as he walked with his mother. He wondered 'ma, having any pooja at home.' Lalit 'not pooja beta.' Prem confused 'why so much flower decorations?' by that time they entered a room. Driver too came with Prem's luggage. Lalit ordered him to leave.

Gay3 'beta, did you saw the photo?' Prem 'ha ma. I saw'. Lalit 'isn't she beautiful?' Prem 'ha she is beautiful.' Gay3 'beta. Me and dad likes her. So we fixed her for you.' Prem 'ma, i want to talk to her.' Gay3 'ha you can. First you get ready. We'll go there now.' Prem is happy. He wanted to talk to her before he comes to any conclusion. He is happy his mother has given her choice to choose. Lalit 'Prem, you get ready fast. They must be waiting for us.' Prem shook his head 'in 10 minutes dad.' Gay3 pointed a cloth hanging on the wall 'you wear that.' Prem without looking at that direction 'okay. ma.' He took the towel given by his mother and went to bathroom as Lalit showed it to him.

Prem looked at the cloth hanging in the wall. 'why ma kept sherwani for me. I'm not used to it. Ma know this. Won't she look at me if i go wearing coat?' He doesn't want to argue anything now. He wants to meet her. As he got ready 'i forgot her name. I need to check it.' He looked himself in the mirror. He is about to open the laptop, Gay3 knocked the door 'Prem ready?' Prem 'ha ma.' He opened the door for her. Gay3 checked him once top to bottom. 'okay beta. Come.' Prem 'ma woh i forgot her name.' Gay3 smiled 'Heer' she pat his cheek 'already late come we'll move.' Prem nodded his head and followed his mother. Lalit joined in the hallway. He is also wearing sherwani. He pat his shoulder 'great man, you are looking smart in this sherwani.' Prem smiled. His mind is now busy processing question he needs to ask her.

Prem is warmly greeted by Balraj and his wife Teji. Lalit introduced them to Prem. Prem walked in. He is surprised to see another big crowd in this house too. Prem is offered a place to sit. Lalit sat next to him. Balraj looked at Lalit. Lalit assured him with his eyes. Prem is looking around tensly. A little girl teased 'jiju, di will come now.' She giggled and ran away. Prem confusingly 'jiju?' Lalit 'di husband is called jiju.' Looking at Balraj 'he is not used to these relationships.' Balraj smiled. Prem thinking 'we are not married.'

A pandit came. Lalit and Balraj are busy talking to him. Prem didn't understand what they are talking. Even though he knows hindi their speed made him difficult to catch their exact words. Prem took a deep breath 'looks like they are planning to tell me put sindoor on her maang.' He adjusted himself in the seat to let out his desperate confused state.

Gay3 came to Prem 'come beta.' Prem thought his mother arranged for him to meet Heer. in his heart once said 'Heer'. he got up and followed his mother. Lalit came behind and all the others followed them. Prem wondered 'why all are coming behind him?' before he finish word in his mind, they walked out of the door into a garden. Garden beautifully decorated with lights and flowers. Few chairs are lined in the sides. Few elders are standing.

As soon as Prem stepped into garden all their attention turned to them. Lalit introduced few elders to Prem. Prem touched their feet for blessing. Lalit and Gay3 stopped in the middle of the garden. Prem too stopped next to them. he wondered 'what will i talk to her in the middle of this crowd?' Soon crowd filled the garden.

Prem turned to the door when everyone started clapping. Prem stared at the girl who is coming out of the door. She is more beautiful than he saw in the picture. She is in sky blue dress. Her dupatta in her hand. The way she lifted her skirt to step out of the door. He smiled 'she is beautiful' except her everyone around her were blurred to him. She lifted her head and looked straight. Their eyes met. She smiled. Teji slightly patted Heer's hand to look down like a bride. She looked down. He felt little confident 'she is not too much village girl. But its not enough. I need to ask her certain question.'

By that time Heer stood next to her. He too stood straight waiting for his father to tell them to talk in private. Balraj started talking. He asked Lalit to announce. Prem confused 'what announcement?' Lalit proudly announced Prem's engagement with Heer. Prem without blinking, looking at his father. Gay3 with smile touched Prem to bring him to present.

Prem looked at the ring in the tray her mother is holding in front of him. He looked at her mother. She smiled and told him to wear it in Heer's finger. Prem took the ring. Before Prem ask for her hand, she showed her fingers. Prem liked her boldness. He slipped the ring into her finger. He doesn't even hold her fingers properly. He managed to put it in her fingers.

Prem showed his hand. Heer firmly held his hand and slipped the ring into his fingers. Prem admired her movement while slipping the ring into his finger. He looked at her face and concluded in this mind 'she is beautiful and bold.' She lifted her head and looked at him with a sweet smile. Prem is surprised by her look. He thought 'she makes my mind blank.' He smiled at her.

Gay3 told them to stand together so that few snaps can be clicked. Heer boldly stood beside him. When the photographer asked to stand little more closer, Heer was the one who moved closer to him. Prem felt little relieved. Still he wants to talk to her.

Heer smiled to some elders blessing. Both were exhausted touching feets of elders those who came to wish them. they didn't insists them to touch their feet still Prem and Heer did as respect to them. One elder ordered 'okay, you can give your blessings trow. Not its time for mahendi and Sangeet.' Prem took few seconds to understand what he heard 'mehendi and Sangeet are kept before marriage. Are they fixed marriage date too. Without asking me.' He lost in the thought 'why ma doing everything in hurry. Without knowing her how can i accept her as my wife.'

Prem felt a hand in the crook of his hand. Prem looked at the hand then the owner of the hand. Heer holding his hand. She smiled 'i want to take you to someone precious to me.' Prem nodded. She happily dragged him along with her into the house. Prem almost ran with her.

Heer entered a room calling 'dadi ma.' She is still holding Prem's hand. Prem saw an old lady lying in a cot in the corner of the room. Heer stood next to the cot 'dadi ma. He is prem. My future husband.' Dadi looked at Prem. She smiled. Heer touched dadi's feet. 'give your blessing to us.' Heer pulled Prem's hand. Prem immediately touched dadi's feet. Both moved towards dadi so that she can keep her hand on their head. Dadi blessed them 'long live.' Dadi looked at Prem 'very loving girl. Keep her happy.' Prem shook his head promisingly. Dadi 'both go. Getting late for mehendi.' Heer shook her head.

Heer again tucked her hand around his upper arm. Prem surprise and happy. 'why dadi ma is here? Why didn't she come to our function?' Heer corrected 'our engagement.' Prem shook his head 'ha.' They started walking. Heer 'dadi ma can't walk.' Prem 'so what? can't she sit in the wheel chair.' Heer 'wheel chair but it will be difficult na.' Prem stopped and looked at her 'do you want dadi ma to watch our wedding?' Heer 'ha.' Prem 'i'll do the arrangement.' Heer 'but how can you able to do before trow?' Prem is little shock hearing tomorrow. Still he managed 'ya.' Heer sadly 'this village don't have proper hospital.' Prem 'i'll do it. Don't worry.' As he searched for some number in his mobile, Heer looked at the mobile leaning her head on his shoulder. Prem called someone and telling about dadi ma. Heer looked at his face as he continued his conversation in the phone. Prem disconnected. He 'done.' Heer like a kid 'thanks Prem.' She leaned close and placed a kiss on his cheek.

Prem with a shocking surprise stood admiring the boldness of Heer. They were standing in the middle of the hallway. People are moving around preparing something. Their parents were standing few feets away. She didn't feel shy. Every movement of her looked like they were known to each other for many years. Prem liked the way she was calling him. He expected she will call him like the way other couple in the village.

Teji 'Heer, all are waiting for you. its time to keep mehendi.' Heer dragged Prem along with her. Teji 'you alone come. Let him rest.' Heer 'no ma. Prem is also coming.' Teji 'no Heer. its girl's function.' Heer 'so what? Prem came today only. I want to be with him.' Teji 'oh. Ask your MIL. I have no objection if she agrees.' Heer confidently 'Gay3 ma won't refuse to my request.' Gay3 came 'what my DIL is saying about me.' Teji teased 'your DIL started praising you now itself.' Heer 'ma, Prem can be with me na.' Gay3 looked at Prem who is admiring Heer with his wide open eyes. Gay3 doesn't want to refuse Heer's request at the same time she wants her son to know more about Heer. She agreed. Heer 'thanks ma.' Like a kid she started dragging Prem along with her. Prem like a kid followed her.

Heer showed her hand to Prem who is sitting silently next to Heer admiring face. She is little leaning on his chest. 'how is this Prem?' Prem 'nice.' Heer happily smiled. A strand of hair fell on her face. She tried to push it aside. She couldn't do so as her hand had mehendi. Prem 'Heer, wait.' He tucked the strand behind her ear. His finger touched her cheek. She blushed and her cheek turned red in shyness. He wanted to kiss her cheek. He leaned closer to her face. He placed his hand around her shoulder. He quickly placed a kiss on her cheek whispering into her ear 'i love you Heer.' Heer blushed more. She slightly tilled her head and buried her face into his chest whispering 'i love you too.' His heart started beating fast. He tightened his hug around her. They remind silent for a while. Music and dance going around them doesn't seem to be bothering them.

Heer lifted her head from his chest and smiled looking at him. He smiled back. He felt satisfied for his mother's selection.

Next morning, Prem and Heer got married in a simple ceremony. Heer's dadi sitting in a wheel chair assisted by a medical staff watched her granddaughter getting married. After the couple took blessing from all the elders, Heer tucked her hand in his hand. They took family picture. Prem himself wheeled dadi ma in the middle of them to cover a family picture with her. Heer 'thanks Prem.' Prem knowing the reason for her thanks, pulled her closer and placed a kiss on her forehead. Heer proudly smiled. Finally when they couple are asked to stand together alone for a picture. Heer slipped her hand around him and stood resting her head on his bosom. He wrapped his hand around her. She kept her palm on his chest. He placed his palm on hers. Elders were happy to see them like that.

After several rituals, Heer is taken to her room by her mother. Prem left alone in the hallway. Gay3 came to him 'Prem, Heer will get ready in few minutes. Then you come to our house with her.' Prem shook his head. Lalit 'i have booked tickets for you both for honeymoon.' Prem surprised 'so soon.' Gay3 pat his cheek 'if you go after ages its not Honey moon.' Prem 'not that ma. I never.' Lalit interrupted 'we wanted to give you surprise.' Prem rolled his eyes 'everything is surprise here.' Gay3 'okay beta. We are leaving.' Prem 'but ma. Where are ' Lalit interrupted 'that is also surprise. You come home with Heer first. You should be in our house in one hour. Otherwise you will be late for the train.' Prem shook his head.

Heer 'ma, where is Prem?' Teji 'he is talking to his parents. You pack soon. you will be late then.' Heer 'ma, nothing to pack up. I did already.' Teji 'you check once. keep the suitcase which you packed for your honey moon seperate.' Heer 'that i did. Now i want Prem to see my room.' Teji 'you can show that later.' Heer 'no ma,' she ran outside.

Heer saw Prem sitting in a chair checking something in his mobile. Heer went to him. He held his hand and lifted him 'Prem, come with me.' Prem is surprised 'where Heer? you get ready. We should leave now.' Heer 'ya, i'm ready.' She started dragging him towards her room. Prem went behind her giving smile to few guest looking at them.

Teji is checking something inside Heer's suitcase. Heer entered with Prem 'see this is my room.' Teji smiled at her daughter's attitude and walked out. Prem looked at the paintings and flower decoration on the wall. Heer proudly 'i did.' Prem 'nice.' Heer dragged him to sit on the bed. Prem sat. His eye fell on the open suitcase. 'yours Heer'. Heer looked at the suitcase 'ha. Mine. I packed things for our honeymoon.' Prem face changed. Heer 'why?' Prem 'Heer, we are going for honey moon.' Heer confusingly 'ha. I told the same.' Prem 'not for cultural programme.' Heer more confused. Prem moved to the other side of the bed so that he can have closer to the suitcase. 'Heer, take something lighter and modern.' Heer 'modern? You mean jeans.' Prem 'ha' Heer 'i don't have jeans. Bapuji won't allow those dresses.' Prem is surprised. 'okay. i won't scold you. you can wear jeans' Heer 'but we are just married and Gay3 ma won't like it.' Prem 'don't worry.' Heer still not satisfied. Prem thought for a while. He started taking out some dresses. He took only few tops which had simple design. Heer confusingly 'Prem, what are you doing?' Prem pulled her to sit next to him 'wait, i tell you.' he placed other things separately 'you wear this when we return.' Heer shook her head. She opened the other suitcase and dumped all those into it. Prem kept few tops he thought could be possible to wear with jeans. He also kept few good traditional dresses. 'have any accessories.' She showed a box. Prem 'you keep it in that suitcase.' Heer did. She didn't understand his plan but she did as he directed. 'did you take all your needed cream etc.,' Heer shook her head 'ha. Its all there.' Prem 'okay. do you have hand bag.' Heer showed a bag 'keep your quick make up kits. Don't keep any liquids.' Heer took a comb and compact inside. She kept handkerchief also inside. Prem closed the suitcase 'did you took all necessary items.' He insisted. Heer shook her head understanding his question. Heer slowly 'but you kept only tops.' Prem smiled 'we can do shopping for jeans.' Heer 'i'm not used to it.' Prem pulled her closer. He slipped his hands around her 'when you came to this earth.' He leaned closer. His nose touching hers 'you were not used to cloth also.' Heer shyly smiled and buried her face into his chest. he smiled and hugged her.

Heer entered juneja house with Prem. Gaya3 and Lalit were happy. After few ritual Gay3 'Prem, take Heer to your room. Finish the packing fast.' Prem nodded. Prem took Heer's hand to walk towards his room. Heer didn't move. Prem surprised. He looked at Heer. Heer smiled. Prem 'what happened?' Heer 'won't you carry me?' Prem is surprisingly shocked and happy. He shook his head positively 'but not from here.' Prem took her near his room. Prem 'now' he pushed the door open. He picked up Heer in his hand. Few kids watched the scene clapped. Gay3 and Lalit with relatives looked at Prem and Heer. Prem stepped in with Heer in his hand. As soon as they entered, Heer 'Prem stop.' Prem 'why?' Heer 'i want to close the door.' Prem turned towards the door. Heer closed the door. He took her to bed. He placed her on the bed. Heer sat properly. Prem sat next to her 'we are suppose to enjoy this day. But' Heer 'no problem. We are going to enjoy rest of our life.' Prem liked her statement. Prem hugged 'you are sweet and loving wife.' Heer forgot to take air in his sudden hug. She wanted to be in his hand like that. Prem rubbed her back gently. Heer placed her palm firmly on his back to hold herself. He placed kisses on exposed part on her shoulder. She tightened her grip around him. He sensed her feeling. He doesn't want to break her. He cupped her face and looked into her eyes. He placed a quick peck on her lips. 'we have to get ready.' Heer shook her head. Prem 'go and change.'

Gay3 and Lalit knocked the door. Prem opened the door. Prem is in t-shirt and trousers. Heer is wearing a simple salwar. Heer is putting her earring. Lalit handed passport and tickets to Prem. 'Here Prem, tickets to France.' Prem 'France?' Lalit 'one full month you both can stay there.' Prem 'one month?' Gay3 'i asked to book for two months. Your dad didn't agree.' Prem 'even one month is difficult ma.' Gay3 'you will say its not enough.' Prem shyly smiled. Gay3 pat Prem's shoulder. She went to Heer who is blushing listening to their conversation. 'Heer beta, you keep all the bangles in this'. She showed a jewel box. Heer 'but ma.' Gay3 touched her head 'its okay beta. You can wear it when you return from the honeymoon. Wearing too much accessories won't be comfortable.' Gay3 gave her two golden bangles 'you wear this.' Heer obeyed. Prem admired how Heer is traditional and at the same time not so away of western.

Prem is about to put the tickets in laptop bag. Lalit 'taking laptop with you?' Prem 'ha dad. I need it if' Lalit 'i'll take care of business until you return from the trip. Leave the laptop. i'll manage.' Prem 'okay dad.' Prem and Heer took blessing from Gay3 and Lalit.