FF: Tujhe yaad na meri aayi...Part 11 added

Harmon felt compelled to marry Maya......he needed the money to save the house ...the family honour.....but Meher..?........she...she would understand.....Wouldn't she......she said she didn't want this marriage.....She'll know my duty is and will always be towards my family first....

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Meher stood looking at herself in the mirror.......the deep red of her lengha........the jewellery...so gold and abundant....nothing she was used to....nothing she had adorn before....all this felt unreal.....was it true?....was she finally going to marry the man she was so deeply and completely in love with......unshed tears were stinging her eyes as she closed them to say a silent prayer......she wished that her parents were here.....she needed them at this moment in her life.......

"Meher...."

"Di...." She ran into her sister Heer's outstretched arms...finding comfort and solace....today was when she would no longer be Meher....but Meher-Harmon.....she would belong to someone else.....be a part of someone else's heart and life.....

Heer understood the anxiety that was flowing through Meher at this juncture of time......she had been there herself........with Prem....

The sisters quietly wiped away there their tears and tried to smile at each other....

"Bas Meher....ab yeh aansoo nahin...tumara chera to aaj khilne chaye aah to tumari shaadi ho ja rahi hai..."

They embraced each other again....before turning back to the mirror to clean the remnants of the destruction the tears had made to Meher's make up....

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Downstairs the preparations were underway for the two marriages that were about to begin....blissfully unaware of the eternal battles that were being fought within the hearts of the couples involved....what were the two brides thinking...what were their fears?....what about the grooms?

No one knew what was about to happen in the ceremony....no one knew how their lives were about to change....and whether it was for good or bad.....no one could predict....

The guests began to arrive at the house......all wondering if a wedding would be taking place or if they were called to witness another debacle.....this family always seemed to have some issues occurring one after another......

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"Kuljeet..."

"Ji Maa...?"

"Jao jake Veera aur Meher ko bulao...."

"Ji..abhi aayi..."

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Veera was fuming in her room....why was this game being played with her? Why should be wed to Nihal?...The guy was a servant in their house...just because he is rich...and Rishab?...I gave everything to him....and...and...no...no.....

"Veera?"

"Ji...Di....."

"Chal...tumhe neeche bulaiya hai..."

"Di..Lekin..Nihal...."

"Dekh Veera...is waqt tumhe yeh soch na chaiye ke jise tum pyar karti thi...jise tumne sabse zayda barosa kiya...aaj oose ne hi tumari izzat....aur is ghar....aur ek woh Nihal hai...jo tumare bahre mein sab kuch janta hai aur tab bhi tujhe uska naam dehra hai...tumari izzat ki lajj rakh raha hai...aur is ghar ki bhi..is liye tumhe ab tumre alava oos ke bara mein bhi soch na chaiye.....abhi chalo....tumhe maa ne neech bulaiya hai...tumare pheron ka waqt nikla jaa raha hai...."

Reluctanly Veera went with her sister.....inside she was broken with the grief of betrayal...if her brother Prem was here then all this wouldn't have happpened....grief was slowly beginning to simmer into anger...anger at Prem...at Rishab...at herself....her family...and Nihal...........

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Meher still couldn't calm the fear that was building within her......something was wrong......she could sense it.....this wedding...this isn't right....she thought to herself, Harmon toh Maya se pyar karta...mujhe nahin...oos ne yeh kaha ke woh mujhe pyar karega....lekin woh abhi to karta nahin....kya humara yeh faisla sahi hai....kya hum dono ka ek hona teekh hai?....Aur Maya....? ....Kya yeh bhi koi "deal" hai?....Koi naya....

"Meher...?...Tum kis soch mein ho..? ..Dekho Ashlesha tumhe bulahne aayi hai...chalo..." Heer's words broke into Meher's thoughts and brought her back into reality....

What could she do....it was too late....destiny had run its course.....she would follow where fate would take her....she would love Harmon as she has always done and will pray that her love would be enough for the two of them......

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"Mein Maya....Maya. ...ke saath...shaadi ....ke liye tehyar hoon....agar aap...woh ghar..." Harmon said to Maya's father...inside he felt as though a something had died within him.....he felt anguish as though those words had murdered something he held dear.....he felt a loss so deep and profound he couldn't understand what that was....all he knew was that he had to protect that house...his family's house...his family's izzat......Meher....Meher?

Tears formed in his eyes which he quickly blinked away before turning back towards Maya's father....He knew without a doubt at that point what it meant to love someone...what it meant to sacrifice for the good of others...what it meant to put relations before business......he finally understood all that Prem had tried to teach him...what Prem had gone through,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,He knew that to take the step he was about to was going to take him away from everything he knew....everything he loved... his family.....his mum and dad....his brother and sisters....his...his....best friend....his Meher....no...not his...she would never be his now......

He closed his eyes and said a silent prayer for the one person he had become to regard more important than anyone else..."Please bhagwan.......aaj jo mein karne jaa raha hoon...uski sasar Meher ko mat dhi jiye.....please oose hamesha khush rakhiye...ooske har sapne ko pora ki jiye......uska har dard mujhe dhi jiye.....I am sorry Meher....mein aaj tumse kiya vaada thod raha hoon"......he wiped his tears and walked towards the entrance to Maya's bedroom.......he walked towards the new "deal" he had made with his life....

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Meher suddenly stopped on the stairs.....tears sprang in her eyes......she felt as though a part of her had.....gone?....died....?....was lost...?....."Nahin...."

"Meher...chalo....."

"nahin.....di,,,,,,mujhe...." with that she whirled away from the celebrations and family below and ran towards her room....she stood looking at the murthi of her bhagwan with silent questions communicating through her eyes.......

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"Heer...yeh Meher ko kya hua..? Kaha ...."

"Preet?....tum yaha...mein abhi..."

"Mein jata hoon bhabhi.....aap neche sambahliye....Ash...tum bhi jao..."

"Teekh hain....lekin...."

"Main hoon na......bas..."

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"yeh mujhe kya hora raha hai...?...yeh kaisa ehsas hai jo aap mujhe .......Harmon teekh hai na?....toh phir mujhe yeh....nahin Harmon ko kuch nahin ho sagta.....aap ko..."

"Meher?....Meher....? " Preet was calling her....but she was too embroiled with her inner thoughts to have heard him approach...the fear that was building inside had erupted into a furnace that was gnawing her emotions....the sense of loss she experienced frightened her to the core of her being......she couldn't describe what ....what,.....

"Meher...?.." What was wrong with her?...why was she not responding to him...he shook her again.....the girl's gaze did not once break contact with the statue before her....."Meher!" He shook her harder... still nothing..." MEHER!" he had no choice...he had to slap her....."Meher!!"

"Preet?.....Preet!" She put her arms around him and silently wept....

"Meher...? ...Yeh tumhe..."

"Mujhe bohoth darr lag raha hai...Harmon... woh teekh hai na..?"

"Haan Meher..Harmon bhaiya teekh hai.....lekin tum..."

"Nahin....woh....phir mujhe kyun aisa laga....tum sure ho na?" She looked up at him....her eyes full of pain, fear, anguish....

Looking into Meher's anguish filled eyes something deep-rooted within Preet was evoked.....an anger that had been absent for so long.....a desire to fight for something was building within him....

"Chalo Meher!" He grabbed her hand pulled her with him back towards the stairs and the wedding ceremonies.....He knew the importance of the day......he knew his brother was ok...waiting to make this girl his forever.....he just needed her to believ him...to come and see for herself....this wedding has to happen...he thought to himself....for Veera's happiness...and for Prem....

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"Preet?...Yeh tu Meher ko is tara...?"

"Kya aap ne Harmon Bhaiya ko dekha hai maa...?"

"Nahin...lekinh ...Meher..?"

"Maa....ise lagta hai ke bhaiya ko kuch...."

"kya hua...."

"maa woh..."

"Are kuch nahin hoya parjai ji..."

"Kuljeet...?"

"Are aap ke laadla beta ne madap chor ke bhag gaya apne pyar ke pas..."

All the fight suddenly left Meher....she snatched her hand from Preet's own shocked form and stood staring directly at Kuljeet......she knew deep in her heart that what she had heard was the truth but she still....couldn't believe....after what he had said to her.......after the promises.......the emptiness that had developed inside her as a result of the fear was now becoming to make sense....she understood what her heart had been trying to tell her.....she started to back away....

."Kyun?...yehkeen nahin aata?....hmmm Preet...?"

"Chachi yeh aap...?"

"To phone karlo...Maya ka number do kya...?"

"Preet tu phone kar....jaldi kar....."

"Ji ...ji....maa..."

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"Bhaiya?"

"Mujhe maph kardo Preet....lekin humare pas koi aur chara nahin tha....humare ghar ko...."

"Yeh aap ne kya kiya bhaiya?...Hum milke kuch karle te...lekin apne.....Veera ki shaadi aur.....Nihal ne sharth..."

CLAP CLAP CLAP....Ashlesha came down stairs...her clapping hands echoing in the silent hall....

"Wah Preet Wah !!"

"Ashlesha...tum?"

"Tum logon ko yeh to dekhiye diya ke Veera ki shaadi hone wali thi...ke ooske izzat bechani hai...ke oos pe kya beeth rahi hogi...lekin kya aap logon ne Meher ke bahri mein...."

Preet looked towards Ashlesha before he turned to look at the broken girl he had just dragged in front of all the guests to find her groom had left her....abandoned her...

"Ashle..."

"Kyun sirf Veera hi important hai...Meher kyuni?...Are is ne to yeh shaadi karni nahin thi..."

"Kya?..."

"Haan...are maine suna tha in dono ke baaton ko...kaise tumare bhai ne is ko majboor kiya....ise manaya...is ke pyar ko use kiya....aur ab...jab yeh ...yeh....toh......toh tum..."

"Toh kya Ash...kya?...Kya karo mein....?"

"Tumhe is ka haath tham na chaiya.....jis tara iske bhai ne tumari behen ki izzat bechane ke liye oos ka haath thama...use tarah tumhe bhi..Meher ka haath..."

"Yeh tu kya kehri ho Ashlesha...tu toh Preet se pyar...?"

"Haan Heer......lekin Preet toh mujse pyar nahin karta....woh to mujhe sirf ek acha dost manta hain...aur aaj jo ho Meher ke saath ho raha hai...yeh mujse zayada important hai...is liye jo meine kaha hai woh teekh hai....Aur waise bhi mein to itni khoobsoorat hoon ke mujhe koi aur mil jayega...lekin Meher..."

She stealthily made her way towards the mandir where she picked the small pot of sindoor....

"Bhagwanji aaj maine pehli baar kisi aur ke bare mein socha.....please mera yeh faisla....ghalat mat hone dhi jiye ..."

She hurried back towards Preet....

"Yeh lo Preet,,,,,,bhar do Meher ki mang..."

"Ash..."

"Socho mat...aage bahro...."

Meher saw Preet walking towards her through the haze of the tears...it took a moment for her to realise that in his hand was...sindoor...?

"nahin...nahin...."she started to back away...."yeh nahin..." how could he.....no this.....

"Aage bahro Preet..." Now even Preet's parents had joined with Ashlesha.....

Meher was backed against the wall with nowhere to escape....she kept shaking her head.....

Preet saw nothing but the pain that had etched across Meher's face......saw the anguish and tears spilling from her eyes... the betrayal she must have felt....

He grew closer towards her....his hand stretched out in front of her...."Meher...." he said quietly forcing her to look into his eyes...see the promises he was about to make...to understand.....once their gazes had locked....he filled the sindoor in her maang......she was now his.....

The breath that neither of them had realised that they were holding was suddenly released....

The room began to spin around Meher....and she felt herself fall into darkness....she felt strong arms grab her....she felt oddly safe....but the darkness was too inviting.....she closed her eyes.....and lost all senses of the world around her.....

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PART 5:

She was standing in a dark room..... a room that only moments before seemed so inviting....so comforting....all around her she could see flashes of faces they seemed to be laughing at her....something was grabbing her hands.....forcing her back...further into the darkness......she heard something suddenly...it was faint....but she knew that she needed to go towards that sound....that sound seemed to offer her protection.....hope.....she wanted to hear it again.....needed it to quell the fear that was enveloping her.....there...there it was .....she could feel it.......she tried to turn....but the hold on her only tightened....she turned her head slightly.....she had to believe......believe.....hope....yes ....yes...she heard it again.....was that...was that light that she just saw?? .....something forced her head back towards the darkness.....no she needed to fight.....she knew she wanted to go where she saw the light....back towards that faint sound.....she twisted and fought.....she tried to wrench herself free of the holds.......she cried and begged.....sobbed for mercy.......the light was moving further away...no please...please...let me go......please let me hear that sound....see that light....please let me...go....please.....

Suddenly the holds vanished.....she was free to move......she whirled around.....she strained her hears hoping to hear that sound again.....she ran....ran....ran....she knew the light was ahead of her.....she had seen it....she was sure......yes...yes...there it was...just ahead......

She heard the sound again.....this time it was definitely there....she still didn't know from where it had come...or what it was....all she knew was that she wanted to follow it.......it was leading towards the light......She heard another sound... a sharper sound...more distinct...it was coming from behind her.....she turned....it had sounded like....like Harmon?......but why would he lead her to darkness?.....she stopped confusion filling.....on one side there was light....a soft sound..it beckoned her.....pulled at her core....making her feel as though it would lead her to safety....to happiness.....and then there was this oher side....it was dark...but it had Harmon.....she had to choose.....

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The small hand that Preet had enclasped within his tightened its hold again......the girl that lay before him twisted again.....she moaned as though she was in pain....sweat formed along her forehead and trickled towards her brows......then he saw them......the tears....they dripped from beneath her eyelids....but again she did not awaken.......he felt helpless......how could he help her.....

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Heer looked through the doorway leading into Preet's bedroom.....she was frightened for her sister....never before had she seen anyone so deeply troubled...so desperately ill.....it had been five days since the day of the wedding.....five days that Meher had been fighting a fever.......a fever so harsh...so profound...so tempestuous that it would not allow her to awaken....

She looked from the twisting, writhing body that was her sister's to Preet......a man that had held Meher's hand through the storm that she was fighting......he had not left her side once.....her respect and admiration grew for him......she felt Prem by her side....she knew he was always with her.....she looked to him now for reassurance.....he looked back at her...nodded his head toward the couple she had been watching and smiled......then he was gone again...leaving her with a sense of calm she hadn't felt in days.....

Heer wiped the tears that had silently made their way down her cheek and smiled at the scene before her before quietly walking away.....She knew everything would be ok....Prem had told her so...and he was always right....