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Originally posted by: astitvaluva
I finally finished catching up. Thanks for the PMs by the way. The latest update is fantastic as usual. I totally loved the scene where Heer got angry with Prem. 👏 Does that waste of space Manmeet have an actual job or does he just lie around all day? 😡 Anyway, can't wait to see what happens next. Update soon
Originally posted by: salma_786786
'sigh'Jaz.... ur definitely a undercover writer who is studying medicine.....this was brilliant.... it felt as if i am actually reading a novel....im sitting on my bed reading and im completely taken with this update....
Heer's pain and what she sed to Prem.... i 4t i might cry.... True love always brings two people together no matter what and you showed that here....
again im repeating myself but ur very talented... every word, feeling and atmosphere is truly well done....
👏 dying to read more.... BT style again stopping just wen it gets even more interesting.....
Originally posted by: blushpink13
very nicely written
iqra
Originally posted by: ::Prem$_Priya::
Should I start?? of course you should...ready...get set...goooooo 😉 😆🥳..okies first of all..
Iss Paal
Iss paal main hoon, ya tum bhi ho?
Ya dono ho ke, bhi naa hai?
Kyun ho, kya ho?
Ho bhi, ke naa ho?
Yah kehna, sunna maana hai?
Tumhe dekh ke yaad aayi,
Woh hi visri kahaani.
Dewaane ka kissa,
Ya phir ek dewaani?
Dono saang saang rehte haar daam,
Aaisa yeh, maine sunna hai.
Iss paal main hoon, ya tum bhi ho?
Ya dono ho ke, bhi naa hai?
Kyun ho, kya ho?
Ho bhi, ke naa ho?
Yah kehna, sunna maana hai?
Iss paal main hoon…
i just love this song...dong you...its so nice and romantic 😳I thought this was amazzingg...because I LOVEE this song..and really was a veryyyyyyyyyy awesomee ending...and I just thought this song was there at the perfect moment..I mean it was the perfect timee to put it there...I thought it was extraordinary..seriously!! actually CS...you want to know a secret...shh...kissi ko baatana maat 😉😉😉...my endings and beginnings all go with the songs i chose...i actually come up with the song frist then tailor the part according to the song 😳😳😳And It was just fathomed....totally out of this world...gosh I'm really "Fida" over ur FF...I really am!!😆...okies loveedd the premeer scenes..u should be one of the creatives..seriously..there were 2 good..won't spend too much time on those..I could take up a whole page😆...aare yaar...any time...i love reading the long comments...its really awesome...😃😃...but I lovee Nancy..jeezz..she brings this comical side to the FF..keep it up..I lovee her...try to keep her throughout the FF...she's gonna be someone to really remember out of ur FF you got it right yaar...nancy is here to stay...a girl needs her girlfriends and Nancy is the only one Heer has...so she aint goin anywhere 😛😛..and I thankk god that stupid MM didn't say anything to Heer in the morning..and I just lovedd the way you described her getting ready in the morning..really very cute..and I must say she's does have some STYLE😉😃.... I absoultely loveedddddddd the last scene..Uff..I can still imagine it..Pleaseeee do continuee with the scenes..and know that they met each other...I bet there are gonna be more Premeer scenes....Thankkkk God!!!😆😳...GOsh Jazzz...I was totally dreaming out ur wholee FF..it waas Terrific..I like the fact that you really do send everyone on their good side and let us dream away..very nice..I just loveed the whole Mr.SUHA (I think that was it yup thats it 😉)... but I lovedd it...mean bosses are always a laugh..and you did a very good job with that character...it was really appreciative..and I must say you really did make Prem seem a little bit more mature in this FF..hats off to you👏👏...I like the fact...that's he is dreamy just like in the show..but you gave him this mature...side..which every guy does have in reality..I like Prem in ur FF more than the show....you did an outstandingg job..and the MORE I say the LESS it is compared to your FF..LOVEEED IT...and Pleaseeeeeeee CONTINUE Soon..because I will be waiting impatiently.......and thankkk u soo much jaan for always PMing me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!🤗
I loveeeeee YOU and your Wah Bhi Wah FF!!!👍🏼
Originally posted by: sadizzle
omg! great updatez...<just got caught up by reading parts 3 and 4!>
I feel so bad for heer! ahhh..one question..can ya do all of us a favor and kill maanmeet off?!?! 😆 ..just a suggestion! hahahaha..
plz do continue!
Originally posted by: AshiYuvi4life
👏 👏 👏 👏 👏 👏 👏 👏 👏 👏 👏 👏 👏 👏 👏 👏 👏 haila...so many clapping smilies 😲...thank you ji 😳😳What else can I say???? Oh my god!!! And you had them meet at the pier on my birthday. My birthday is on June 16. lol. I was pleasantly surprised!!! How beautiful. Di... you are an amazing writer. I'm seriously going to bug you to death until you turn this into a novel and send it in to Harper Collin's publishing. They're going to want to pay you BIG MONEY for this!!! Di.... 👏 more clapping...😳I have no words!!!! You're like my new role model! I do creative writing but there's no way in hell I can write like that!👏 and them some 😆
love u!Komzie
Please continue I dying to know what happens next
Originally posted by: tanyaaaa26
ufffffff very nice its amazing
and that is more wondeful when prem call her heera og god
👏 for u
i hope u will gove me more soon
but u really give us wonderful updates
thx i hope u will give another soon
take ur time dear
but i will be waiting 😊
Originally posted by: azmatrana
👏 👏 yoooo that was really cool i loved the part.i really felt sad fr both of them when heer pushed prem back at peir well that was really a grt part bye
🤗
I ABSOLOUTLY love your FF and YOU!! This thing is one of the best things I have ever read in my life! I'm being so honest and serious right now!! 😳 Words can't explain how much we all LOVE your FF! 👏 👏 It is absoloutly great! Beautiffly wrriten! The concept is so good! Hail! I'm going ot faint! Hey your just like me! I enjoy reading and writing, but the "path" I will probably follow is medicine!! Do continue soon!
Shabz
Hollywood California - Angels Hotel 7:45pm
A silence fell into their worlds as Prem and Heer took each other in. It was like they were memorizing each other, as if in the blink of an eye the other would disappear. Heer noted that there was still a small, pinkish scar above his left eyebrow. Prem noted that her eyes were still the perfect almond shape and chocolate color.
There was a silence between them, but the silence was an odd silence; it was a bit awkward but at the same time it was comforting because a sense of understanding and trust that were there. Their eyes did all the talking because their voices seemed to have gotten lost somewhere; both stood mute yet communicating with one another in a way they could never do with another person.
Their eyes were able to see into the depths of each others heart, soul and mind. They had met as strangers one night four years ago, yet that one night had connected them like lost kindred souls, and again as they met this day, it was as if the past four years passed in the blink of an eye.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Heer stood speechless and motion less; it still hadn't fully sunk in that Prem was standing right in front of her. Her mind was running with a million and one questions racing through her mind; what was he doing here, how long was he going to be here, why was he back after so long? She didn't know which one to ask and which one to not ask. However, then a thought occurred to her; they may have shared a special relationship and bond, but that was four years ago, what right did she have to ask him any think regarding his life whatsoever.
The silence was stretching on for far too long, Heer just had to break it; if she didn't, she was going to go insane.
"H…How may I be of assistance Sir?" she asked in a shaky voice at first.
"Heera?"
"I'm sorry, it's Hee…" she was cut of in the middle of her sentence by someone behind her.
"Mr. Jhuneja, I see that you have found Heer." Mr. Randal called out from the behind Heer as he approached the duo in the lobby. "She is the one that put together tonight's music selection." As he finished saying that, Mr. Randal came and stood next to Prem and Heer.
"Well, Heera…I mean Heer, I must commend your selection; it was an absolute delight to hear such pleasant songs during dinner. They…really brought back some cherished memories." Prem said, looking directly at her.
"I am glad that you enjoyed it; after all here at Angels Hotel…" Heer paused for a split second as she glanced over at Mr. Randal, "…we aim to please all our guests."
"Yes, absolutely, I couldn't have said it better myself." Mr. Randal piped in as Heer finished.
After another moments silence, Heer glanced over at the large clock that hung in the lobby, it read 7:53pm. "If you gentlemen will excuse me, my shift is about to end and there are a few things I need to wrap up." Heer turned to face Prem before she continued on, "I hope that you have a wonderful stay here at Angels Hotel. If you need any service at all, do not hesitate to ask."
"Yes, I will see you tomorrow morning?" Mr. Randal inquired.
"Yes Sir" she confirmed with her boss. "Good night gentlemen." Heer said as she turned to walk away.
For some reason she could feel Prem's eyes on her as she walked away. She could hear Mr. Randal talking to him, but she was almost certain that he was following her with his eyes. Heer nearly ran to the employee lounge by the kitchen to get away from there. She wanted to gather her things and leave before Prem could find her again, she was certain that he would come looking. She couldn't take the chance of Manmeet seeing her with him, and Manmeet would be here any minute to pick her up.
Heer quickly rushed in and went straight to her locker to get her purse and phone. Her adrenaline was pumping and her body felt hot in the already warm room she stood in. She quickly took off her black blazer which revealed the white sleeveless top that she wore underneath. Grabbing her purse and checking her phone for missed calls from Manmeet, she stumbled out and nearly ran into Nancy.
"Hey where is the fire? Why are you in such a rush and why are you flushed?" Nancy asked.
"It's nothing, I just need to get out, and my shift is over." Heer tried to play off the fact that her heart was racing and she was blushed at the cheeks because of a certain someone, and not because of the jog she had on her way to the lounge.
"Yeah, hang on a minute; we can leave together since my shift is over too. Let me get my keys and I'll give you a ride home."
"No!" Heer yelled unintentionally, "I mean, no, thank you. Manmeet is picking me up today, he is probably here already."
"Oh" Nancy said. Nancy wasn't oblivious to what was going on between Manmeet and Heer. She had even attempted to try and get Heer away form him and to report him to the police. However, Heer never admitted to anything. She played it off as if it was nothing, just the typical husband-wife tiff and nothing more. Nancy hated Manmeet and never wanted to hear his name mentioned in front of her. Nancy finally said something, "Ok, good night then. Heer, please be careful."
Heer stopped for a moment and then gave Nancy a quick hug. Nancy was all she had in terms of support in her life. She loved Nancy for being her friend and her confidant. Nancy was the kind of friend who you called at two in the morning to cry your heart out, the one that you ate buckets and buckets of ice cream with just because you wanted to, she was the one that would be by your side no matter what. Many times Heer had the urge to go to Nancy after one of her incidents with Manmeet, she knew that she would be safe with Nancy; but she could never go. If Heer went, it would only confirm what Nancy already knew…that Manmeet was abusive with her.
Heer glanced over the entire lobby once before she stepped out into it; she just wanted to make sure that Prem was no longer there. Scanning the lobby she saw that Prem was no longer there. Heer took the chance and quickly shuffled through the lobby to the side entrance where Manmeet would be to pick her up.
She was a few feet from the door when she felt a hand on her shoulder, and felt an electric currant run through her body. Shocked, she spun around to come face to face with none other than Prem.
"So Heera, what the hell happened that has you literally running away from me…from ME?" Prem questioned, his eyes cold and dark, like Heer had never seen them before.
Shrugging his hand off she said, "It's not Heera, it's…" she was unable to finish her sentence as Prem cut in.
"I know, I know, it's Heer. You've said it so many times it is seared into my brain; you would have to tattoo it into my arm to make it any more permanent." Prem's voice now had and edge that wasn't there when they talked a few minutes ago.
"Actually, it's not Heer either," she raised her eyes to meet his eyes, "…it's Mrs. Heer Singh." Saying that she turned on her heels and walked out, leaving a stunned Prem behind.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Angles Hotel Room 1405 – 11:45pm
The same scene kept replaying over and over in his mind… "Mrs. Heer Singh"…she was married. When he had heard the 'Mrs.' Prem knew where it was leading, how could he not? She had said it with such carelessness that it surprised Prem. It was as if she had taken a knife and stabbed him dead in the center of his heart, then gotten into some car and driven away.
Prem didn't know why he felt so hurt and betrayed at the fact that she was married. He had known that she was getting married the first night he had met her. In his mind he knew that she had been married for the past four years, that was the deal after all. They were only supposed to be together for one night, that was all they had, and then they were going their separate ways. His mind understood that, but his heart refused to accept the fact that she had moved on with someone else, while he still stood where she had left him in Malibu years ago…alone yet swarmed with her memories.
Prem just couldn't wrap his finger around anything at this point. She was married, fine, but why was she avoiding him? After what they had shared that one night, he expected at the least a "Hi Prem, how have you been?" from her. She was purposefully avoiding him and he wanted to know why. What seemed to be nagging at him wasn't the fact that she was married, what nagged him the most was the fact that when she said she was Mrs. Heer Singh, a sadness and coldness fell over her eyes; that he couldn't understand. She was supposed to be happily married, that is why he had walked away form her; that is the only reason he had walked away from her.
What the hell was going on in her life that had her acting like this? Prem took the last swig of his Scotch as slammed the glass back on the table next to the bottle. He wasn't a drinker, not even a social drinker; he only drank if he was frustrated or stressed, and right now…he was both. He poured himself another drink and dropped some ice cubes into it as well. Picking up the glass he walked over to the open balcony attached to his room. Standing there he could see the Hollywood and Highland complex on one side and downtown LA on the other. Looking up he saw the stars twinkling in the sky and the moon shining down, just like it had the night he met his Heera for the first time.
"No, no! She is not your Heera! She is Mrs. Heer Singh!" he said, correcting and scolding himself at the same time.
He once again emptied the glass of its intoxicating liquor. Prem stood up straight to walk into his room but fumbled back. He tried to steady himself, but failed as he stumbled again, this time into the room. He placed the glass on the bedside table, or so he thought, when in actuality he just dropped it on the floor. He just fell onto the bed to top of all the pillows and covers. His mind was beginning to fog up, and his eyes were becoming heavy with sleep. The last thing on his mind as he drifted off was that of the black and blue marks he had seen on the upper parts of both her arms, marks that looked too much like hand prints.
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Van Nuys – Valley Village Apt#34 (same time)
Heer found herself sitting in her chair on the balcony looking up at the stars in the night sky. Tonight sleep evaded her completely. She thanked God that Manmeet was in a better mood then usual. Once they got home she had fixed a simple dinner that they both enjoyed, and soon Manmeet excused himself to go to bed. Heer had even tried to sleep but she just couldn't.
As she sat there with the cool air hitting her body, her mind traveled to what had happened earlier in the day. When the guest turned to her and it turned out to be Prem, Heer didn't know what to do. One part of her wanted to fling her arms around him and cry her heart out, because she knew those arms would keep her safe. Another part of her wanted to run and hide because she refused to let him see her like this, lost over life and miserable. However, she couldn't stop herself and the latter took place.
When she heard him call her 'Heera' after all these years, it was like music to her ears. She felt as if he was giving her the reward of water after being stranded in a barren desert for years. When she told him that she was Mrs. Heer Singh, the look on his face, it was like she had driven a stake through her own heart. She could see the emotions playing out in his eyes, from jealousy to anger, but most of all hurt and pain. She could never let him find out how Manmeet treated her, it would kill him…she just knew it.
Heer had to admit, as terrified as she was about Prem being back in LA, a part of her couldn't be happier. One corner of her heart, that she had locked away, a corner that she was sure had died out long ago, was now back to life. When he had touched her, just for that split second, it was like the joy was back in her life. The warmth that she just couldn't seem to find all there years had been returned to her, ten fold.
When she saw him she wanted to ask him how he was doing, where he had been, how his mother was doing, how is family was doing, so many things.
Heer now knew that the CEO of PH Hotels was none other than Prem Jhuneja, her Prem. The man she had met years ago, who was worried about keeping his aging mother happy was now one of the top businessmen in the world, running a billion dollar company. Knowing that, a corner of her heart felt immense pride and joy.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Hollywood CA. Angles Hotel – 12:20pm (next day)
Prem and Heer both had one mission and one goal for the entire day; albeit they were goals that were polar opposites. Prem's was to make sure he got a change to talk to Heera, or Heer; Heer's was to make sure that she avoided Prem at all costs.
Heer was sure that he would be leaving soon. Prem wasn't just Prem, he was Prem Jhuneja and Prem Jhuneja had better things to do then hunt down a working girl from California. Prem on the other hand was going to see and talk to Heer if it was the last thing he did. Did he have better things to do, sure he did. But did he have more important things to do, absolutely not.
Heer was breathing a sigh of relief because already half the day was over and she had no run-in's with Prem. Prem on the other hand was about to scream because every time he had spotted Heer at a distance, someone or something came in between them.
It was almost lunch time and Heer had a date, sort of. This morning Manmeet was in a really good mood, he had made her coffee and even dropped her off at work. He told her that he would take her to lunch at her favorite bistro in North Hollywood so she should meet him at 12:30 by the side entrance. Heer made sure that she was ready and was now waiting for Manmeet to come.
For the second time in two days Heer felt electricity flow through her. Turning, she found that she was one again face to face with Prem Jhuneja. His eyes were almost accusing her and questioning her about the past four years, move over, about the past few days.
Prem had to make a mad dash for Heer when he spotted her; he wasn't going to let someone come in between them now. He needed answers, and he was going to get time.
"How can I help you Sir?" she asked. Prem didn't say anything; he remained silent until Heer continued. She gave a soft sigh, as if surrendering before she continued, "What do you want Prem?"
"For starters, I want answers. Why are you running from me?" he demanded.
"We have nothing to say to each other."
"Oh really, so what was four years ago, nothing?" he asked, his voice rising.
"Why delve into the past Prem?" Heer said, as her eyes darted around the area they were standing in search for something. The look in his eyes crushed her heart, but how could she tell him the truth? How could she tell him that the night they shared four years ago wasn't 'nothing', it was EVERYTHING. "All we had was one night, no past, no present, no future; your rules if I recall."
"To hell with rules! God damn it, what happened to you?"
"Look, we will gain nothing by getting personal. You will leave here in a few days, and I will still be here, so let's not go through all that again, ok?" She glanced around the lot once more before she said, "Now if you will excuse me I am waiting for someone and I would appreciate it if you left me to myself."
Prem was surprised by the icy coldness in her voice, then again, so was Heer. She couldn't believe she had that tone, with Prem of all people. Inside she was dying a thousand deaths for treating him like he was some two-bit sleaze ball who was trying to hit on her.
"Fine, I will leave you alone, just answer one question." When Heer didn't say anything, Prem continued, "What were those bruises on you upper arms that I saw yesterday?"
Prem watched as Heer's eyes widened in shock, and she took a step back. Now he was sure that something was wrong, it didn't help that she kept looking around the lot for something.
"N…nothing, they are nothing. Just…nothing, I ran into the door frame at home that's all." Heer didn't know what to say, she didn't think anyone saw her bruise, because she didn't see them herself until she got home. That's when it occurred to her that he had taken her blazer off before she left yesterday, he must have seen it then.
"Hee…" Prem's sentence was cut off when a voice boomed in from behind them.
"What the hell is this and who the hell are you?"
Both Prem and Heer turned, but only Heer recognized who the voice belonged to…it was Manmeet.
Prem was irritated by the intrusion and almost pummeled the man until he caught a glint of the gold ring on the third finger of his left hand. Prem held his hand out in introduction, "Hello, you must be the husband?"
"Yes and you must be the male whore my wife is sleeping with!" Manmeet accused.
Prem stood stunned and speechless once again, what was the man saying. Prem was sure he didn't hear what he thought he had heard.
"Manmeet please let's go." Heer tried to urge Manmeet to move along before he caused more commotion. This is exactly what she was afraid of, Manmeet seeing her with another man. He always accused her but never had proof because nothing was going on, but now he had seen her with Prem. She could scream form the roof top that she was innocent but he wouldn't believe her.
"Why? Afraid that your dirty little secret will come out into the open? You should have thought about that before you flaunted it out in public."
"I'm sorry, but you are mistaken…" Prem began, only to be cut off again.
"Don't be sorry, I am thankful. You have proven just how big of a slut my wife really is. Going to lunch with your husband after an afternoon quickie with your lover, classy Mrs. Singh!"
Heer felt the sting of fresh tears on the back of her eyes, she felt the tears begin to come up into her eyes; she had to fight with all her might to keep them from falling.
"You stay here MY darling wife; enjoy your afternoon with your lover! You two-timing bitch, just you wait!" With that, Manmeet left Prem and Heer standing by themselves.
Prem's hands were balled into fists, his eyes filled with rage, as he asked with gritted teeth, "I'm asking you again Heer, where did you get those marks on your arms from? I want the truth, or so help me God…"
Heer finally couldn't hold back, she closed her eyes and the tears brimmed over, as she turned her face to the floor. What was she going to say now? How was she supposed to answer that question?
Tere Sawaloon Ke
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Pighle se, armaan hai
Do paal ke, mehmaan hai
Akhoon ke aalon mein
Chaahat ki lo jaalne do
Tere sawaloon ke woh jawab
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Akhoon ke aalon mein
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