The newcomer - one shot
11am at a shopping mall, infront of a cashier, Moga.
" Sorry , u broke the queue, not me", she snapped at him angrily glaring towards his evil smirk that irritated her to the core . He was getting on her nerves the past week. What was he upto?? Initially she was confused . What if he was my fateh?? He was a hundred percent resemblance. But his slang . A typical Gujarati . No, he can't be fateh. When did her ex boarded a train to Gujerat. He was his humshakal but a stranger. She was amazed with the resemblance but definitely he was not her ex.
The newcomer to the village of Moga. Fateh's carbon copy. A tall clean-shaven hot munda from a classy rich family, Ajay Patel.
They first met in a coffee shop when her ex sister in law mahi virk took her for a treat after accomplishing graduation. He argued that he booked the table a day earlier and Mahi had to cancel her reservations. She sighed . No way , this was fateh veera. He was a total stranger. They found out his details from the manager . Kushveer did some background checking as well.
Fateh never had a twin . He missed his dead son who died in a tragic accident during college road trip for tournament. The driver went out of control as a Pajero speeded towards him from the opposite direction. They were on the hilly sides of Jammu moving towards Sri Nagar, Kashmir. In order to save everyone on board, fateh gave way his life falling from a high cliff area.
The incident took place three months after they returned from Scotland. Finally he was united with his ex tejo sandhu and promised to marry her after the trip but sadly destiny played an evil trick . He was gone far away to be with the stars .
She was devastated but time began to heal her wounds.
The newcomer , or rather an intruder had taken a toll on her mental state past seven days when he kept bumping into her the moment she stepped out of her home with parents Rupi and Sati always praying for her happiness ahead.
They were somewhat amazed with Ajay's personality. He was a sweet guy who gave them a lift middle of the nite when their bike broke down and rickshaws were not available. He was the same individual who helped chasing a robber who snatched Dolly's handbag at a morning market. Well, not much of rupees but a toy aeroplane hidden inside . She still has Canada dreams to fulfill. Ajay was shocked to see the toy plane and shook his head
" Crazy family"
Back to the mall
" U belong to that crazy family who keeps toy planes in their handbags coz they can't afford real ones. U break the queue lady". He replied sarcastically showing off his gold master card to the puzzled cashier seated opposite to settle the bill .
"Oh really, at least we don't pretend to be rich when we are not. We don't purchase luxurious cars or houses which comes with huge debts in forms of bank loans including credit cards no matter if they are gold plated". She snapped again . Still eyeing him fiercely as though she was gonna gulp him in one go
He smirked yet once again. Deep inside he was angry but it was necessary to hide his male pride which was crushed brutally by the slim, sarcastic but beautiful woman.
He knew somehow he was drawn to her. His heart skipped a beat the moment she crossed his path. There was something about her
" Sir, pls settle the amount". The cashier's polite voice interrupted his deep thoughts.
As he walked away clutching the shopping bag in his right hand , he smirked at her once again and spoke in Gujerati which she could not understand at all. A woman standing behind giggled and she requested translation.
He stated
Eat more healthy food. Weather forecast quite bad today. U may fly with strong winds with ur fragile self. Avoid using an umbrella for ur safety. Moga airport is still far away.
She rushed forward after settling her bill and chased him towards his BMW seven series practically throwing tomatoes on his windshield as he smirked and drove away
Three hours later at a five star hotel room.
" So son, how was ur day", sweet mama on the line. He was her apple of the eye. The only child. No siblings. His dad cheated on his mum years ago and produced an evil step son. He couldn't forgive his father's deeds but on mother's request had to do it coz his brother was only five and dad's mistress booked a flight to heaven.
He was a brat and a college dropout. Do nothing except parties and girls. Literally wasting father's money and his very own efforts as he brings new business for the manufacturing industry owned by his grandfather who was still alive and his sole adviser
Ajay was the older sober smart son who was more favoured by parents , grandparents uncles and aunt. A big family lived together in a lavish mansion at Gujerat, his hometown.
He came to Moga for the opening of a new factory that would provide the villagers with career opportunities. Sandhus , virks and whole Moga was fond of him except one in particular. The fierce tejo sandhu.
A major turnaround in her took place after she returned from the United Kingdom. She was no longer giving in to her family requests. Lived her life as how she wanted. Her sister was living with her husband . They moved out of virks and rented an apartment. Both ran the academy. But lately Amrik's childhood friend Sneha came for a visit and started interfering in the couple's marriage lives. Jasmin was sowing her seeds
She care less about anyone except for that one irritating , annoying guju boy who just moved into her village
As hot and handsome he was, she didn't give a hoot.
She was determined to grind him into a chutney and parcel him back to Gujerat, the place he belonged.
The next morning at sandhus.
She was shocked to see him seated in the living room enjoying a plate of dokhla with spicy chutney and a cup of tea as she walked down the staircase to take a leave for work. A treat by sandhus for saving dolly's handbag from a snatch thief.
Sati's sweet voice interrupted.
" Tejo , come have breakfast. I made ur favorite aloo paratha".
She rejected politely
" Maa , just pack . I am in a hurry". The mother obeyed knowing that her girl disliked the visitor. Somewhere she wished things would patch up between them. Ajay was a nice guy. So much better than fateh and he didn't have a past history with jasmin. She decided to go to the gurdwara to pray to babaji to bless the duo. Grant them a beautiful friendship journey.
Well , friendship is no where near but defo an enemy bond was growing stronger as the hour passed when he gave her a lift to college stating he was going there for a career talk. He was invited by the principal.
On the way to college in his BMW seven series.
" Could u drive a little faster. I am getting late for my first lecture". She taunted him on his slow driving. As usual he gave the annoying smirk teasing her
" Ms. high nose, this is expensive car . I can't afford an accident. U can take a rickshaw if u are in a hurry".
That's it. She told herself. " Stop the car at once" to which he replied politely with a wide smile.
" This vehicle operates on brek system which is controlled by my foot not sound system that u say and it will stop".
They went on arguing till he stated.
" Madam , u reached ur destination. Free ride for today".
She was shocked. He parked at the entrance of the campus.
" Tejo pls proceed to auditorium for career talk. No classes for the first half day". The principal rang as she walked towards her classroom.
" God, now i have to tolerate that arrogant dude again".
Career talk by Ajay Patel , an entrepreneur.
All staffs and students applauded as he walked in with the female studs and teachers drooling over his hot looks. This guy was a killer. He gazed at her with a cute smile and winked as well as if saying.
" U have to tolerate more of me now. No choice. I will make ur day memorable".
Seated at the front seat next to the principal , she ignored his devilish stare, cursing the day she met him for the second time at Moga railway station to see off her grandma who was going to board a train to Ludhiana to visit some relatives. She wished she could place him in a train to his native land, Gujerat with one way ticket.
Her thoughts were interrupted with his loud clear voice through the microphone .
"Good morning fellow staffs and students . I am here to present a short talk on career. Well, i usually do not prolong my speech as u would only concentrate for ten minutes and not more"
There was a loud cheer from the students. He seemed to understand their plight of listening to long boring career talks
" So , what is the definition of job". A few students came up with dictionary defs but he brushed them aside politely taking a blue marker pen and writing on the white board instead.
"It is juttey on backside".
There was laughter and giggles among the five hundred studs seated in the large lighted auditorium.
She was getting restless and annoyed. But apparently the principal and other staffs were smiling and enjoying as though he understood their plights as well. They might be getting juttey on backside as well from the board of management and trustees.
He continued
" A career is a long term job planning process which means prolonged juttey on backside". There was a clap from the audience and some cheered as well. They were enjoying his honesty.
" Sir, what's the solution", an excited male student enquired spontaneously before he could continue further.
" Ok , simple solution. First check ur father's bank balance statement. If he is loaded, then job not required. Just live on his money and enjoy.
If ur father has only sufficient amount then use the money to start off with a small business first. Be ur own boss.
If ur dad is penniless then get a job but at the same time do golmaal . In front yes boss behind lut mar".
As soon as he finished , all studs applauded cheerfully saying.
" Sir , u are the best speaker we ever had. U spilled the bitter truth of career life and we are aware of it".
He was busy signing autographs and taking selfies with fellow female staffs and studs including the excited principal who didn't want to be left behind at the entrance of the auditorium where refreshments were served, keeping an eye on her standing at a corner seeping a hot cup of coffee. Well, his marvelous speech affected her mind. She still wondered where he came from. Was he born on another planet and accidentally parcelled to Earth??
He doesn't have alien type antennas. He definitely is a human, no doubt about that
Finally , he approached her with a mug of tea.
" U didn't take my autograph". There went that evil smirk which she hated.
" Should i ,". She answered ignoring his hard stare.
" Not compulsory, but encouraged. U can forge my signature on my bank details and smuggle my money to purchase tickets to Canada for ur family".
That's it. She stormed angrily towards her classroom for the lecture to begin for the day after listening to the disastrous speech of the year .
His loud voice from behind.
" Thank u and welcome". Followed by few Gujerati lines.
The newcomer was giving her a tough time. He was irresistible but annoying. She was determined to teach him a lesson
Whether she will or perhaps tables may turned that he taught her instead is yet to see in near future.
The newcomer, the irritating gujju boy from Gujerat who speaks in hindi but literally boards a train to his native land midway. The hindi Gujerati talking male species, tejo Sandhu's new neighbor and enemy of lifetime.
The end
Ps
I personally feel if new ML is brought on board as fateh's humshakal with different personality will do wonders. And he has nothing to do with jasmin. Tejo will be his first and last crush.
The original concept of the show is wrong. A guy involved with two sisters. I feel some viewers don't support the theme. The dreams turned into obsession.
Fateh's character was badly ruined. A new ankit on board will return the charm among the leads with some turnaround in Tejo as well . Priyankit makes a good couple if they could be written well.
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