PREMEER *NEW OS* Mumbai-Pune-Mumbai last part 29/1/14

Mumbai-Pune-Mumbai

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(Title Credit: Marathi Movie, Mumbai-Pune-Mumbai)

(Credit: To the makers of the movie. The basic concept is from their movie. Except that everything else is my imagination.)

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She said a good bye to her family who had come to bid a good bye to her. She had told them not to but they were too excited to listen to her explanation or reasoning and had accompanied her to the Mumbai railway station. She was no more a small kid and more importantly she was just going there for a day. Actually not even a day. She was supposed to return back to Mumbai in the evening. And how far was Pune from Mumbai? It was going to take hardly 2-3 hours. But they wouldn't listen.

Making herself comfortable on her seat next to the window she let her thoughts wonder over the events of the past 2 days and reason why she was going to Pune.

She Heer Maan was the only daughter of Dr. Balraj Maan, cardiologist at City Hospital Mumbai and Dr. Teji Maan Pediatrician at City Hospital Mumbai. Neither did Heer have any siblings nor did her parents. So theirs was a choti si family. Being the only child of her parents she was pampered but never over pampered. Although her both parents were doctors they had never forced her to choose the same profession. She had done her course in interior designing and was now working as an interior designer. She was very happy with her profession and so were her parents. At 23 she was content with her life, but her parents were not of the same opinion.

Two days ago when she had come home in the evening, she had found both her parents seated on the sofa having their evening cup of tea. She had joined them and were having a general light hearted conversation when her mother had brought in the topic of marriage. Marriage?? Well she had never really given a thought to it. She was always so busy and occupied that the thought of Marriage had not crossed her mind. So when her mother had brought the topic, she didn't actually know what to say. She was informed that one of her mother's friend had suggested a boy for her. He was staying with his family at Pune.. Other than that her parents hadn't told her anything. They insisted her to meet him, talk to him, know him and then if she was okay with it, the families could meet and talk about the remaining things.

The boy's family had agreed for the proposal and so had the boy, now the ball was in her court whether to agree to meet him or not. Her parents had told her that her decision would be final and there was no sort of pressure on her.

She had asked them for a day's time. And they had happily agreed. Yesterday night when she had returned back home, she had informed them about her decision to meet the boy. And immediately they had fixed the meeting for today. The boy would be waiting for her on the railway station. She hadn't got sleep for the whole night thinking about the proposal, tossing and turning in her bed. She knew she was simply worrying but then she couldn't be blamed could she? How was she suppose to feel about this whole thing. It was only early in the morning that sleep had finally taken over her thoughts. The morning had just been blur. Getting up, getting ready and all the other stuff and by the time she realized she was already on the railway station. And so here was Heer Maan on her way to Pune to meet the guy and who stayed at Pune with his family. And how was she supposed to know him? Well she had no clue. She had his phone number saved on her cell and was informed that he would be coming to pick her up on the railway station. This meant that he knew her.

Upon reaching the station she decided to give him a call. But the call went unanswered. She went and took a seat on the nearby bench and tried calling him, and yet again the call went unanswered. What was she suppose to do now?? Well she would wait for another 15 minutes and if he doesn't turn up, she would go about sightseeing Pune. She had no other option though. Her train was only in the evening. Not really actually, she could take a ticket for travelling to Mumbai and go right then but she didn't want to.

The buzzing of the cell phone brought her out of the thoughts. It was from "Mr. Busy". Well that is what she had named him few minutes ago. She opened the message which read,

" Sorry Heer. I know I was suppose to be there. But had to attend an urgent meeting. Could you please wait till evening so that I could meet you. Please?"

Firstly this was unfair. He knew her name and she didn't.

Secondly he expected her to wait till evening? Oh-kie even she had thought about the same till evening but still. No sense of responsibility.

Thirdly what she had named him was right. " Mr. Busy"

She replied with an "okie" and turned in the other direction and collided with something hard. She lost her balance and closed her eyes expecting to hit the ground but that never happened. Rather she felt two strong arms going around her waist and holding her and as a reflex action she found herself holding onto him. Opening her eyes she felt a familiar pair of honey brown eyes looking at her. She at once stood steady and the owner of honey brown eyes left his hold.

" tum theek hon?" she heard him ask and she nodded.

Calming herself she looked at his face and found something familiar, she felt as if she had met him before but she couldn't remember. He was smiling at her.

" You don't remember me I suppose?"

She gave him a sheepish grin. " actually I find your face familiar but cant recall where I had seen you."

" Hmm well I see you tend to forget people very soon. To refresh your memory, if u can recall Community hall, Mumbai, one and a half week ago. Does this ring any bell?"

The confusion on her face was replaced by a smile. " yeah, the workshop for architects and interior decorators. Prem Juneja the owner of Juneja Architecture Firm. How can I not remember, although we had spoken for a brief 20 minutes.

And she found him giving her a smile.

" So Ms. Heer Maan finally recognizes me. But what are you doing here? Some new project?"

"Arrr well I had come to see a guy for marriage. But apparently he happens to be busy. I am supposed to meet him in the evening. And I don't know what to do now. I thought of sightseeing Pune to pass time."

" hmm since you have come to my city, I would be honoured if you let me be your guide for a day. I'll show you around Pune and may be drop you back here so that you can meet whoever you have come to meet. What say?"

" well if you are that free to take me around, then I wouldn't mind." Said heer and both of them started laughing.

She followed him out of the station as he led the way.

" how about we go to my house from here and then we head to go out, if you don't mind?"

"Okay. That is fine by me."

And she went with him as he drove the car to his home.

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A/N: Hello guys!! Happy makar sakranti, happy pongal and happy eid-e-milad...

By the grace of us god they gave us a holdiday today.. so here m posting something... please ignore all ... Saturday I wont be free as we have a major programme of our legal aid...

The basic concept of this story is from a Marathi movie which my sister had forced me to watch. ( Trust her to watch Marathi movie. I don't understand the language completely but just small bits. She has started watching Marathi movies from the time she has shifted to Pune. And now when she comes to goa she makes me watch them with her. *Me the poor soul* oh and harshad bhaiya and Additi di have also studied in Pune and now are in Mumbai :D) anyways so the basic concept is from there and I found it interesting. So I wrote a story based on that.

PS: I guess this is my first story based on Heer's POV. I always write with Prem's but couldn't write in this one. Heheheh :P:P:P

Feel free to criticize. Hope u all liked it atleast a bit. Muuwha :* love you all

PSS- there is another part to this.. shall update it next time. Haven't finished it yet... J

Take care.

With loads of love,

Vrushika J

Before coming to last part.. just quick replies to some and messages as well.

Message- Shall read all the updates and comment and reply to PM's by Saturday.

Sorry couldn't reply.. shall reply on Saturday. Short of time.. pakka promise.

Sanju di- sorry. I always leave them incomplete

Kiran- May be u almost guessed the whole thing :D\

Sneha- hehehh May be...

Athi di- I hope I don't disappoint you.

Fatima Ma'am- Heer was not told deliberately by her parentsJ

Priya di- cheating. U have seen it before? U also watch Marathi movies and u understand? Great great! I don't L

Divz- are my sis she has got the "PUNE- EFFECT" and she keeps watching. I understand Marathi in bits and pieces not completely. U know Marathi???? Wow yaar! i haven't seen Marathi movies though. I'll try answering though :D (thanks to goggle and my dad) Mala changali vatli. Me Marathi shikayci khub prayatna kela hota, pan nahi jamla.( I hope its correct :P which m sure it wont be.. hehehehhe)

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Last part J

How is it possible that you meet some people just for a short span of time and develop a bonding as if u had known them for years?

How is it possible that some people just become a part of your life and you long to stay with them for some more time?

How is it possible that u don't realize when the time passes if you are with some people?

Well these were the very questions which were popping up in Heer's mind. She had spent the last two hours with Prem's family, and her feelings were similar to the questions. She had just met them two hours ago and she felt like she had known them since ages. They had made her feel special and loved, and they were equally lovable. She hadn't realized when the time had passed. When she had, she didn't want to leave from there. Although initially the plan was just to go to Prem's house for some time as he wanted to introduce her, "HIS FRIEND" to His family, the plan had changed as soon as she had met them.

His family was the best family. His mom gayatri maa was just like her mom, caring sweet and loving. His dad, lalit Juneja the founder of Juneja empires was someone to look upon, as grounded as he could be just like her dad. And his family had something what she had always longed for, siblings'. His elder sister Kulraj di was just like an elder sister she always wished to have, and her husband, Kiran jiju was just like her. Then was his brother Preet who was naughty and a tease. It was a great time around him. If she had a brother, she was sure it would have been like him. Prem also had his cousin sister Veera staying with them. She was his darling sister and very sweet. They had bonded really well. And the cutie-pie of Juneja household was Pratham', the youngest member of the Juneja household, Kuldi's and Kiran jiju's son. He was so much like his Prem Mamu and she had enjoyed having baby talks with him. Prem had a lovely family and after all he himself was famous. Instead of joining his father's business he had his own firm. She had not realized how those two hours had passed, talking chatting and baby-playing.

After which Prem had suggested that he would take her to the famous "Dagdu-Shet" Ganesh Mandir at Pune. She had always wanted to see this Ganesh Temple. It is considered as the richest temple of the richest Ganesh. After taking the blessings from there, they had gone out for lunch. She and Prem had developed quiet a rapport with each other. Prem was easy going, and Heer found herself easily making conversation with him.

From there he had decided to take her to "Saras-Bagh", the famous garden of Pune. and she had willingly given in. So here they were on their way to "Saras-Bagh", and she was having this amazing thoughts of the meet with his family, while sitting right next to him.

Soon they were at the said place . "Saras-Bagh" was more of a lover's point, with all the couples sitting at different places having a great time with each other. Throwing awkward glances at them, she and Prem made their way to the centre of the garden, where the "Ganesh Temple" was located.

Once in the temple, heer didn't know what to pray for. She had never felt the need to demand anything from god. She was happy as her life was. So praying just to keep all her loved ones happy heer turned around to find prem still praying with his hands folded and eyes closed.

She decided to go and sit at one corner and waited for Prem to come.

"Negotiating with god for something?" she had asked him once he had returned.

" Not really! Just the normal talk with god" he replied casually.

And she just gave him a nod.

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Heer found herself enjoying the pink cotton candy that Prem had bought for her. They were still in the garden and were walking towards the exit. She had seen the guy making and selling this cotton candy and had got all excited and Prem had seen her excitement and had bought one for her. He himself didn't have one though. She was also told that Veera loved this just like her.

By the time they reached the exit, Prem asked her where she wanted to go next before he dropped her to the railway station. And then she suddenly became aware of the circumstances. She had not come over here to sight-see Pune, but rather for seeing a boy for a marriage proposal whose name she was deliberately not told as per the guy's wishes. And she hadn't thought about him once throughout the day. She had enjoyed her time with Prem and his family, and had not realized when time had slipped by.

She had to return to Mumbai, before that she had to meet that certain guy who was suppose to show up at the railway station.

They settled on a coffee, before prem could drop her. They went to "Caf Coffee Day" and ordered two Chococinno for themselves.

"I don't think I can thank u enough Prem" said Heer feeling grateful.

"Ms. Maan the pleasure is all mine since I had a lovely time with you today." And added " So what have you thought about the proposal?"

" What did she think about the proposal?" asked heer to herself. She really didn't know. She had come over to meet the boy and she hadn't met him yet. She was not a firm believer of either love or arranged marriage. For her both were equivalent. And she had never really given thought to it.

" I don't know Prem. I had come to meet the boy since my family insisted. I've never really thought about marriage. So when my parents told me about this proposal, I was taken back because it was all too sudden. So I had decided to meet the boy in personal. But seems like he had some work. Hope to meet him and sort out things. I don't know if its going to work." Heer said unsure.

She had enjoyed the day with Prem. They had developed this great bond of friendship. Could there be some feelings for him? and even if she did, did he share the same ones?? She was confused.

Good God! Here she was suppose to think about the boy to marriage and she was busy match making herself with Prem. These thoughts were scandalous and she had to stop them.

She decided to give "Mr.Busy" a call and check on him. As she checked for her phone she realized that she had probably left it in Prem's car. She opened her purse and removed the book where she had written "Mr. Busy's" number, just in case of need, like the one now. She asked Prem if she could use his cell to make a call and he had given in.

Dialing the number all that she heard was " The number you have dialed is busy. Please call after some time."

A frown adorned a face. There goes his title. "Mr. Busy". He was busy on a call. She could call him after some time.

She handed over the phone back to Prem.

After relishing the taste of the yummy coffee, they both decided to head to the railway station.

Today had been one of the best days of her life. She had enjoyed to her heart's content. And the credit went to one person, Mr. Prem Juneja. She hoped it ended well. She was suddenly feeling nervous.

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Soon they were at the railway station. There was some time for her train to arrive. She had not received any message, from "Mr.busy" after the first one and he had not yet arrived at the railway station she concluded. She decided to call him one last time.

Again the reply was same. The number was still busy.

Turning around she found Prem busy on a call. Probably someone from home.

After finishing his call she saw Prem walking towards her.

" What happened? Did u get to him?"

" No Prem. His number is still coming busy." Sighed Heer.

They heard the announcement that the train was suppose to arrive soon.

" So its time to go?"

" Yeah. It was great meeting you. Now that we are friends, hope to remain in touch."

" Yeah definitely. I've your number shall give you a call. You must be in a hurry now. Go fast. The railway station get quite busy." Prem smiled.

" Sure. Thank you again. Do give me a call." She shook hands with him.

" And call me for your wedding." She heard him scream behind her.

She turned and just smiled and left from there bidding him a good bye with the fluttering feelings in her heart.

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She was inside, when her phone rang. It was from "Mr.Busy". So finally he remembers.

"Hello"

"Hi Heer. Sorry for all the delay. Where are you?" she heard him ask. She felt a familiar voice but chose to ignore that fact.

"I am at the railway station. The announcement for the arrival of my train is made." She explained.

" Oh. I am outside the railway station. Could you come just for five minutes?"

She was confused. What was she suppose to do. He was right outside and her train was suppose to arrive. She decided to go and meet him. There was still some time hopefully. She knew she would say a no, as a certain someone had already made a place in her heart.

She rushed outside. Coming out she found Prem on a call. What was he doing now? Why didn't he leave yet. Seeing her Prem ended the call.

" What happened Heer? Why didn't you go?"

"Actually Prem he has come here. He just wanted to meet me for 5 minutes."

"Oh. Where is he though?"

" He said he is outside. Let me call him." she opened her purse to remove her cell phone and cursed her luck when she found it drained of its life. Now how on earth was she suppose to get to him?"

Seeing her tensed expressions, Prem asked her

" What happened Heer?"

" My battery died out. I don't know how to contact him." she said.

She saw Prem removing his cellphone and giving it to her.

She tried calling him through his cell but again it was coming busy. May be he was trying to call on her cell. She couldn't do anything now. May be she was not meant to meet him today.

Again there was an announcement that the train was going to arrive shortly.

" Seems like its not working. Busy again isnt it?" she heard him ask and she could just nod.

She decided it was better to leave now.

As she was about to leave she heard Prem say

"Heer have you given it a thought as to why the number has been coming busy whenever you have tried calling from my phone?"

What was wrong with Prem now?

"Off course he must be on another call. Isnt that simple Prem and is that even a question now?"

She saw him smile and heard his next words

" Simple indeed. But there may be another reason, that may be simple too."

"Another reason?" she scrunched her eyebrows in confusion. Here she was getting late and Prem was discussing some network issues.

"Yeah another reason, have you thought that if you try calling a number, from the number itself it will always come busy?"

She was left confused. " if you try calling from the number to the same number??" now what did Prem mean??? She tried analyzing it and then slowly the realization dawned upon her. She connected the dots.

She had received a text in the morning and then next she had bumped into prem. She had met his family. She had tried calling from his cell twice both the times it had come busy. She had tried calling from her cell, that time he was on another call. The voice on the phone had felt familiar. All this led to only one conclusion.

"PREM JUNEJA WAS THE MAN SHE HAD COME TO MEET." She had spent the whole day with him, told him everything and yet had not realized anything. She had even met his family. Arggg !

She saw him smirking looking at her.

" I so want to kill you Prem." She screamed.

" Easy Heer,... easy"

" Don't tell me to be easy. You were there with me for the whole day, you knew everything about me. You casually asked me about the proposal and even got to know my opinion and are telling me to take it easy.??? Care to explain????" Heer gave him a speak-fast-i-m-going-to-kill-you look.

He kept his hands on either side of her shoulder and said

" Had I met you directly, would you have spoken so freely?"

She knew the answer. Most probably a no.

He continued " I had seen you last time for the workshop and had felt something for you that very time. And so after finding a lot about you , had sent the proposal.. I didn't want to force you. Rather I preferred you knowing me before and that's why I was here. The care free person you were today, would not have been if you had known that I was the same guy who had proposed marriage to you."

He was right. It wouldn't have been same if she had known.

" Hmm, must say a well thought plan Mr. Juneja."

"Thank you Ms.Maan. So...???"

"SO what Prem?"

" What have you thought about the proposal?"

"Arr.. about the proposa exactly? If u are speaking about me saying yes or no well I think, I need time to think" she said pretending to be thinking.

"Oh yeah time to think. But we'll make a good pair." He said in a playful tone.

"And why do you think so? She asked.

" That is because, we are great friends, share great understanding, you are an interior decorator and I am an architect, see even the professions are symbiotic. And moreover you love me as much as I do."

" And who said so?" she said matching his playfulness.

" Said what?"

" That I love you..."

" Oh, I know that. I can see it." He replied cheekily. Was she so easy to read. Hmphf ! she decided not to give in so easily.

" Hmm... well you love me that is accepted. Me loving you..." she said unsure.

Prem was about to speak but there was the announcement again.

" The Train going from Pune to Mumbai will be at the station in five minutes. All the passengers are requested to get to their respective platform number."

There you go the train was finally supposed to arrive. She loved him true. But then some revenge to banta hai.

She started walking towards the railway station saying a bye to him.

" Heer what about the reply to my I love you?"

"When did you even say it properly?" she asked turning back still walking.

" I am saying it now. I love you Heer Maan.' Prem was screaming.

"I'll think about your proposal Mr. Juneja. Let me reach back to Mumbai."

" I am sure you'll agree." Prem sounded confident.

" Don't be too sure. See you soon." And with a final bye she left from there leaving a smiling and waiting Prem behind.

The journey from Mumbai to Pune had been wonderful. She couldn't wait to reach home and tell her parents to agree to the proposal. She was in love. Prem Juneja could wait till she reaches Mumbai.

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A/N hello guys! How have you all been? Sorry for the delay. Too many things going on in life. Was down with fever and cold, mumma's birthday, national quiz, national client counseling selections, case presentation, seminar, two research projects assigned etc etc etc etc etc. didn't get time to type down anything. So really sorry! Thank you everyone for reading the previous chapter. Thank you so so so much. Shall reply to comments together.

There the journey ends. The end is not precise, and its left like that on a purpose.

Criticism is welcome. Hope I didn't disappoint you'll.

Love you all! Muhhaaa.

Loads of love

Vrushika J

PS- have not proof read so excuse the grammar and typos.

hmm hmmm

hey vrushu..hw r u???
i m so happy that u gave us another cute OS...i love the concept...
and the part-1 is so interesting...seems like prem juneja is the guy for whom she came to pune...
and after reading premeer's convo...i'd made some assumptions..
that may be Prem fall in love wid heer and first he met her in that business party..and he convinced his family to talk to heer and her family for marriage??? 🤔
and may be prem text her that he'll be late...so that he could get some time alone wid his lady love as being a acquaintances 🤔
haina???? 🤔

Anyways can't wait for more premeer scenes...pls do cont soon waiting for next eagerly

Happy Makarsankranthi :)

Interesting start...
looking forward to the next part

Happy makar sakranti, happy pongal and happy eid-e-milad...

Hi Vrushika 🤗

aww.. this is a cute OS vrushu.. really loved the concept... its prem who is going to be the one who heer was supposed to meet...see.. i guessed it right? :P ok.. now let me tell u a secrete .. i have watched this movie..it was cute.. but ur OS is cutest...i can't wait to see how u r shaping thestory now...update soon