A Chance At Love - Prem Preeti

Dil Behak Gaya...

"Aap aksar apne business partners ko coffee par le jaate hain ya yeh koi exception hai..." and Prem smiled.

"Nahi.. I mean.. le jaata hoon par business visits hote hain... Personal nahi.."

The lady smiled politely and he looked at her and she looked quizzically, "Aapne bataya nahi.. Yeh personal meeting, kyun yahan.. Faisla mera nahi tha aapse kaam karne ka.. Yahan mujhse milne se aapka kaam nahi banega Mr Mehra.."

"Coffee peene aaye hain.. Dosti tho kar hi sakte hain..."

"Maine suna hai aapke dost aksar aapke saath kaam karna shuru kar dete hain.. Main nahi shaamil hona chahti.."

"Koi nahi keh raha aapse ke kaam karein.. Bas mausam achcha hai aur abhi meeting ko kuch der hai.. Socha.. thab thak hum ek doosre se baat kar lein... Aap pehle yahan dikhi nahi kabhi.."

"Aapka phone baj raha hai.. I think aapko answer karna chaiyye..." and she smiled as he looked down. He felt a pang of guilt disconnecting the line but he had no choice. His mind was too occupied with the lady opposite him creating havoc in his head.

The meeting was delayed and this lady opposite him was too distracting to stay alone in that office cabin. He had asked her out for coffee to feel better.

Now it seemed like he was in a fix. He couldn't take his eyes off her yet and she seemed off handed and resisted every point of conversation relating to casual conversation that he felt like he was overbearing in her company.

"Aap.. Aap karti kya hai agar yahan full time nahi hoti aap..."

She looked at him disinterestedly and finished her coffee disregarding his question. "Thanks for the coffee.. Par hume chalna chaiyye.. aap prepare kar li jiye apne documents meeting ke liye.."

His eyes looked at her and she smiled for the first time, "Shayad aap kisi ladki ko pehli mulaqat mein coffee par laye nahi kabhi.. Arrange marriage waale hain aap.."

Prem looked at her at this and she picked up her phone as she said, "Bahar coffee par bula liya aapne bina soche.. dosti ka haath badhate 30 minute lage aapko.. Ab dekhte hain Presentation ko kitni der lagti hai.." and walked away as he looked at her retreating back.

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"Yeh Prem bhaiyya bhi na Uncle... Bhabhi se itna door rehte hain ke maano jaante nahi unhe.."

Pritam Uncle looked at him and Vinod shook his head. "Dil mein basti hai Preeti bhabhi inke par baithe aise hain jaise abhi mile hain.."

Pritam Uncle laughed, "Prem mein aur tujh mein farq hai Beta.. Tujh par Love Marriage ka Tag laga hai.. Uss par Arranged ka.."

Vinod made a face. "Papa aur aapne jald baazi kar di.. Prem bhaiyya Bhabhi ko chahne lage the.. Thoda ruk jaate.. Yeh bhi Love hi hoti.."

"Tho phir.. Inke izhaar ka intezaar tu aaj bhi kar raha hota.." Pritam Uncle put his hand on Vinod's shoulder.

"Ek doosre se shayad keh dia hota.." and Pritam Uncle laughed

"Lihaaz bhi hota hai.. Tujhe kamm hai.. Par usse ehsaas hai ke aur bhi log hote hain aamne saamne.."

Vinod made a face, and Pritam Uncle laughed, "Kaise elaan kar de woh achanak ke pyaar hai usse.. Khaas kar jab usne yeh baat apne dil mein itne saal chupa ke rakhi.. Hamesha arranged hai dikhaya.. Waqt de usse..."

They laughed out and entered the room and Prem stood up.

"Sorry der ho gayi hume Beta.. Baitho.."

Pritam Uncle turned to his chair and smiled as he took his seat. "Documents mile tujhe.. main chod ke gaya tha.. aur kaha tha ke tere haath mein dein.."