Muskurae Ki Wajah Tum Ho

Chaliye aj kuch Hindi mein likhte. Kyunki kuch alfaz Hindi mein jitney suhane aur apne lagte h shayad angrezi mein na lage. Aj thoda main apne jazbaton ko apko aur gaur se samjha pau. Aj shayad mere baatein apke dil ki aur gharai tak pohch paye. Kuch baatein apki aur kuch mere shayad yahan ake mil jaye.

Woh raaton ko suna radio.. Woh dheeme awaz pe chalte gaane. Woh pustako se apne kahani milana,  kitna suhana hota h. Who adhi raat ki coffee us pure shand ke sath peena zindgi ka kita pyara anubhav de jati h. Kya app jante h apki choti choti anjaan chize kisko kitni pyari muskaan de jati h.

Main jab bhi kisko kisi ki madat karte dekhte hoon woh mujhe muskaan de jati h. Muskaan badi he pyari aur anjani hoti h. Kai bar toh movie ke end mein heroin hero ke milne se ati h. Toh kai bar Meera Ji ki bhakti sun ke ati h.

Do premi ek dusre se milne ki aas rakhte h. Woh waadein, woh baatein ek dusre ko jode rakh ne ke asha unhe ek dusre ke muskurahat he toh dete h. Kya ap jante h Jab maa apne bache ko kai arso baad dekhte h toh us ansu ke piche bhi uski Muskaan hoti h. Kitni tareke h is Muskaan ko jatane ke.

Main apni baat karu toh mujhe bacho ki muskaan bahot pyari lagti h. Woh khil khila kar hasna. Woh bure aur sai ka antar nai jante. Bas jo baat unke dil ko kush kar jaye woh unhe hasa dete h. Unka hasna barish ke boodein zamin pe girne jaise chankar ka hota h. Kitna sundar hota h na.

Aj main apko ek aise he kahani sunati hoon. Shayad ye bhi apko muskarane ki ek wajah de jaye.

Darwaze pe ek dastak hoti h. Who ghar mein akele hoti h toh parde mein se jhak kar dekhte h ki who darwaza khole ya nai. Itne mein ek awaz ati h. ‘Shona Darwaza kholo.’

‘Oh ho Jaan tum. Aj office se jaldi ni aa gaye.’ Uska pati humesha ke jaise uske liye ek Red rose aur ek Chach ka packet le aya hota h.

‘Ha aj se mere office ki chute. Mere pyari se biwi ka 9^th month h toh mere bhi chutti.’

‘Achcha ji, Biwi ka 9^th month ya world cup ka phela din.’ Woh ankho se ishara kar rasoi mein chach ko glass mein dalne jati h.

Itne mein he rasoi ghar se girne ki awaz atti h. Pati Bhaga bhaga jata h. Uski biwi wahan zameen pe giri hoti h.

Woh apni biwi ko jald se jald utha ke hospital jata h. Wahan ke doctor uski biwi ko ICU mein admit karte h. Aur batate h uski biwi ko Breast cancer h woh bhi last stage. Aur ye baat doctor uski biwi bahot mahino phele baata chuke hote h.

Par chemo ki wajah woh apna bacchcha kho dete isliye usne apne pati ko batana zaruri nai samjha. Who toh waise bhi jane wali thi par apne pati ko ek jeene ke wajah de jana chahti thi.

Who apni patni ke pass ake baith ta h. Uska hath pakad ta h. Ansu ke lava kuch bol nai pata h.

‘Jaan! Ek waada karo tum bachcho ka naam wohi rakhogey jo humne soche h. Ladka toh Arjun aur Ladki toh meera. Aur mere Gulab ke phool roz mere use drawer mein rakh dena jahan baki rakhe h. Aur mere jaane ka dukh nai humare Bachche kea ne ka Jashan manana.’

Woh dono ek dusre ke gale lag ke ro dete h. Aur kuch ek hafte baad he Unke ghar ek pari hoti h. Par who toh use dekh bhi nai pati h.

Woh us bachchi ko apni godh mein leta h khud tut huye dil se bhi use hasata h aur guzarte waqt ke sath use apni nai muskaan bana leta h.

Dekha aise bhi muskaan hoti h. Apki hamari aur sabki choti muskaanein chotein chotein kiso mein band h. Har pal pe gaur kijiye shayad ek pal bhi muskaan de jaye. Muskuratein rahiye. Aur zindgi ko jeene ki wajah dete rahiye.

P.S. Keep smiling

Song : Shorthand of emotion

There are 2 basic reasons we like a song. One is that we like the heart touching lyrics and another is that we like the soothing and pleasurable music.

Its well said.. ‘We enjoy music when we are happy but we understand it's lyrics when we are sad’.

 ‘Every song has its different story for an Individual person. Music is the strongest form of Magic.’

Song = Music + Lyrics.

Music = Instrumental.

Well, music can be anything that relaxes your mind and soul or enjoyment of a particular moment. Like, enchanting music of Nature (Waterfall and chirping birds), Blissful morning.

I wanted to quote few lines of my 4 favorite songs and the meaning of those lines according to me. Stories that those lines create in my head. Its very much interesting how those lyrics take me to a totally different world. And, I'm pretty sure that you all must have been through such an experience at least once in a lifetime.

So, Let me start..

1.) Zaroorat – EK Villain By Mithoon

‘Tere jism ki woh khushbuein
Ab bhi inn saanson mein zinda hai
Mujhe ho rahi inse ghutan
Mere gale ka ye phanda hai’

This song is made up for a particular situation when you miss someone the most. When you live for someone and that someone is not there by your side anymore. But, these specific 4 lines can also be a different side of a person which could be anger. When you want to get rid of that person but still that person still run through your Vein.

‘Mujhe tere Zaroorat h’ .. I need you to complete me. I want you to give me a reason to live my life. ‘Miss you’ 

2.) Samjhawan( Unplugged) – Humpty Sharma Ki Dhulania by Alia Bhatt.

 

‘Mere dil ne chun laiyaan ne
Tere dil diyan raahan
Tu jo mere naal tu reta
Turpe meriyaan saaha’

This song is small and sweet and one of those songs which made me think out of the box. There's a little story related to it.

Party just before a marriage.. And let this song be dedicated to a Father by her daughter. ‘ My heart follows your way… I have your blessings on me.’

Now, Father gives his daughter hand in would be son-in-law.

‘Ve changa nahi o keeta beeba
Ve changa nahi o keeta beeba
Dil mera tod ke
Ve bada pachtaiyaan akhaan
Ve bada pachtaiyaan akhaan
Naal tere jod ke.’

She is happy being with her husband but have to leave her father for the Man he loves. ‘I have to leave my father because I love you.’ And that’s the saddest part.

3.) Laal Ishq – Ramleela By Arijit Singh

‘Apna naam badal dun
Ya tera naam chhupa lun
Ya chhod ke saari aag
Main vairaag utha lun
Bas ek rahe mera kaam ishq’

Love has no boundaries. One who is in love sees nothing.. not even his/her full name. Yes, Caste. Love is above ever thing.

‘Jab pyar apni zidd pe ata h toh who kisi ki nahi sunta.. khud ki bhi nahi’ . One of the most prettiest stories related to this song is Romeo-Juliet, Heer-Ranjha.

4.) Thode Badmash – Saawariya by Shreya Ghosal

‘Thode Badmash Ho Tum
Thode Nadan Ho Tum
Haan Magar Yeh Sach Hai
Hamari Jaana Ho Tum’

Few special things about this song are.. One cry and laugh at the same time. I dedicated this song to krishan ji when I thought being meera for him. But well than my dad said its an easy way to runaway from your work. God is in your work towards society.

But yes it's just like him.. Naughty but I have all my trust in him. My blind faith on him and my love for him is this one song.

Sorry, I said few thing and I got stuck on one. Well another slow music. Detailed in fewer words. And old music. …’Hehehe.. Badmash’

So, keep listening. It's more than music and lyrics. It's your thought process.

‘Music can change the world because it can change the People.’

Hide And Seek

‘1…2…3…4…10, Hide? I am coming.’ A voice echoed in his ears. He turned around to look. And soon a hand tapped him from back calling his name ‘Abhik’. He did tried to give a Beautiful Fake smile to her friend Vaishnavi. ‘It doesn’t seem to be.’ She added ‘Old memories?’

He replied ‘Yeah a little. I was born here so definitely yes.’ He said all this with a smile on his face. Vaishnavi and Abhik are very good friend from a long a time. They work in the same office from last 2 years. He knew almost everything about Abhik.

She asked him ‘Is it about Nandita?’

He replied with a nod and his face turned red and added ‘She is a little baby. Anyways, You get ready we have to leave for a site inspection and we’ll have a dinner out as there is no food at home.’

She didn’t ask any question back and said ‘Okay.’ She is been of very Jolly nature and is been very supportive towards Abhik whenever he needed someone.

After few hours he was waiting for him down the stairs to leave for site. She came as fast as she can. Her were long and wet. She was wearing a straight proper fit yellow kurta. She was trying to fix her earing while saying ‘Lets go.’ He kept on looking to her. She looked at him and said with shyness ‘Mm. Can we?’

He gain his conscious mind and just nodded. With all her embarrassment she smile by putting her hair back to the ear. And walked silently behind him.

The car was allotted to them by the company. The driver came to pick them up. And they reached to the site in few minutes. They been there till the night for the work. They got free at 8:30 or so. And were about to leave for dinner. And the she said ‘Can we walk? I like to walk.’

Even he also. He said yes. They walk along the road till the restaurant talking about the day about their life and about Nandita.

‘So, Abhik How was Nandita?’ She asked.

‘Beautiful. Just like you. But she was quite. She didn’t use to talk much. Her favorite game was Hide and Seek. Even till our Marriage she use to play the same. And she is still playing the same.’ His voice lower down in the end. He added ‘What about you? No plans for marriage.’

‘No just little afraid. I want a guy like me. I don’t want to share my life with him I want to live my life with him. I want to live with him instead promising to die together. I want to laugh high not to cry high.’ She replied.

They soon reached to the restaurant. They both loved the chicken so much and ordered one. ‘Vaishnavi, You are very beautiful.’ She all of a sudden looked up and replied ‘Ahaan Flirting?’. He made a weird face and replied ‘No you actually are. Not only by face but by heart.’ She smiled looking down to her food. And change the topic by saying ‘Food is good, right?’

He knew what she was trying to do and so he smiled with a nod. From the restaurant to home they again walked.. He asked her ‘Are you happy with your life?’

She said in a loud voice ‘Goooooolaaaa. Baraf Ka gola (Ice candy)’ And she run toward this stall. He keep on looking to her all the time. Kiddish nature of her making him fall for her. But he was afraid. He was to face his feeling for Vaishnavi as he was true for Nandita completely.

And after that they reached home. They both were dog tired but still wanted to talk wanted to listen to each other. So they got fresh and sit in the living area with bottle of beer and listening to each other stories.

He told her all about Nandita.

Nandita and Abhik were friends from childhood. They grew up together. Playing together. Soon when they turned 18 they found themselves falling for each other. But in the mean time rivalry between took place. Before they can tell anyone about each other to their family the started meeting each secretly. Once, When Nandita and Abhik decided to get married in a temple her father get to know about each other. As soon they finished with there ceremony and got tied into the marriage bond. Her father attacked on them with other of his man.

They ran and finally hided in a place near Temple. He hold her face in his hand and said ‘Nandita, You remember you favorite game Hide and Seek? You just be here? I look for your father outside and will talk to him about us. Ok?’ Just don’t leave this place. Be hided.’ But when he leave the place and someone attack on his head from behind. When he gained his consciousness He looked for her everywhere. And from that to today he is just looking for her from last 7 years. He accepted that might be there’s a possibility he would never found her again but still he is waiting for her.

Vaishnavi was still and quietly looking at him. And cried with him when he cried. She started love being with him. Being his support. Making him smile was the one motto she has left with. She didn’t knew if it was love for him or it was just a concern toward him like a friend.

They both were falling for each other. They both knew it from inside. But they weren’t ready to confront in front of each other cause she knew he was for Nandita and He thinks its all her concern for him.

One day Vaishnavi left early in the morning for the same temple were Abhik and Nandita tied a knot. She prayed for Nandita. She prayed for Abhik even She prayed for herself. She called Abhik with all the guts she has. She wanted to tell him about her feelings all what he feel for her.

Soon, Abhik reached there. He tapped her from beside saying ‘Vaishnavi’. She turn around but she wasn’t Vaishnavi it was Nandita. Vaishnavi was just standing next to her. She left as soon as she saw that she left the place. She must have cried badly. She must have been heart broken. But she smiled for him. She wanted him to be happy even without her.

When Abhik reached home he breakdown in front of her. He cried in front of her. She cried with him. She hold him in her arms. But still she didn’t able to speak. She didn’t able to tell him because the way he cried for her the way he broke for her was different. She just wanted to hide everything she has for him.

Nandita got married 3years back. She is mother of some other children.

Vaishnavi kept it normal for many days. But then she wasn’t a girl of nature to keep thing in her mind she message him all his feeling one day. And didn’t reach home early at night. Finally, He left in the midnight to found her. It was raining it was raining hard. Not far from the house she was sitting down the lane. Crying and all wet.

He went to her sit next to her ‘Why didn’t you tell me before?’ She remained silent. He added ‘Can I tell you something?’ She nodded looking down. He put his hand on her and said ‘I do feel for you same way. But then I didn’t know how to say it to you. It was your love for me or just a concern I never knew that. I want to be with you the way you wanted to be with me. Nandita didn’t even recognized me when I met her that day. Neither I felt for her the same which I used to. I wanted to meet you that day and tell you what I felt for you. I am in love with you the way you are with me. I want to laugh with you and want to live you.’ He stood up and kneel down to say ‘I love you Vaishnavi. I want to love you like you do me. Will you marry me?’

She gone down on her knees to hug him tight and kiss him back.

P.S. Don’t let your past decide your Future.

Photo Credits Tarun Chawala Photography

Cocktail Bride

High heels, Short dresses, messed up hair and a bottle of beer in dark night. Empty roads walking in center of the road unaware of the cars passing by her. Its Delhi roads never calm down. But the traffic was much lighter as obvious its almost near 2’oclock at night. And then a car with full flash of light which almost have collapsed her. She put her hand on her face from high light. He keep looking at her with shock expression which later turn into innocence as she removes her hand from her face. She was small heighted, long messed up hair, fair complexion and an innocent face. She was highly drunk at that moment and in a sec she fainted in front of his car.

He had no option other that to put her in his car and took her to his home. And then sunrise high and first pure light on her face passing through the window woke her up. She hold her hand in her hand and try to remember about the last night and place she is. There was a knock on her door then. She grabbed her blanket and said in a calm voice ‘Yes’. That was the first time she looked at him 5’11 height, Fair, perfect body fit and a calm face. He was holding a tray in his hand. He Brought up her breakfast. And said ‘Good Morning’. She was confused. He continued ‘Hi, I am Rihaan. This is my place. Actually at night..’ He told her the whole story and in the condition he found her. Finally she got a a little relief after talking to him. She said ‘Thank you. Thank you for all the part you did for me. I am Vidya. Umm way to washroom?’

He replied ‘Yes. Its just there. Here are some clothes hope they fit you.’ He leave the room after that.

She came out of the room after getting fresh. She was looking Just perfect as one can. A peacock color Patiala suit was as dynamic as her. She looks sober and sweet much better than night. The house is well decorated with flower like some marriage ceremony going on. She shouted from far ‘Rihaaaan’

He was embarrassed as all the member in house start looking at him.

‘Sorry’ She said with all the innocence in her. He smiled back. She doesn’t seem to be comfortable in that cloth. He asked ‘Any problem?’

‘Yes, a little actually a big. Can we go out somewhere to talk. Please’ She requested.

He nodded his head and pull out his car. And he took her to café nearby. They both ordered the same coffee with a same spoon of sugar. He started ‘Vidya, say?’

‘I need a help from you. I know it’s a little time we have meet but I don’t know anyone in this country.’ He gave the shock expression at first. ‘ I am from New york. Yes, see my father died in the in a car accident. My step mother and her son brought me up here. They took all my property and thrown me out. They have my passport and I don’t have penny to go back. I just want a few days from you to give me a place to stay.’ With a tear in her eyes she asked.

He put her hand on her hand and said ‘You can take your time. My sister’s wedding is going on. I hope it wont be a problem for my family to arrange one more guest.’

‘Thank you. And one more help I am not use to wearing these type of clothes. Can i?’ she asked.

‘Umm.. sorry. My family wont allow that and that to in this celebration. I hope you’ll understand.’ He replied.

‘Mmm. Ok I’ll try to manage. You are already helping me a lot. And Just to return you the favor I want to help you and your family with this marriage if you wont mind.’ She asked.

And he smiled and they both left the cafe.

She was perfect for her as he was for her. They started sharing feeling a touch in all those days. Special moments.

They even use to fight on right and on the wrong thing. The color of the dress for bride. She become special to his family as well.

They already filed an application for her stolen passport. She was part of his family now. Everyone got attach to her. More than everyone he was attached to her. He was into her. He started to live her. So did she. But no one have the guts to tell to each other. Even they both don’t know about what they feel for each other. Untill she got her passport.

She have to leave India as her visa got expired already.

She put her old high heels with Patiala suit which is now she is used to. She gone down with the passport and ticket he arranged for her. She was looking down. She didn’t wanted to leave either.

She was leaving just after the Marriage. He tried talking to her many of the time. He wanted to tell her what he feels for her. How much he want her in his life. But the Guest didn’t gave them a moment to talk. Finally he hold her hand and took her outside. ‘Don’t go. Everyone need you here. Forget everyone, I need you here. You have become so important to me that I cant even tell you. I love you. I promise you. I will take care of you. And wont even let you go anywhere. I wont go anywhere. Please stay.’ He said.

A tear roll down her eyes. ‘Me too. I want to stay. I will never get a family like this ever. I will never get a person like You ever. But..’

He hold her hand He took her inside the Mandap. He put the sindoor on his head. And got married to her with all the customs. None of the family member disagreed. She looked at him and kissed him in front of everyone saying ‘I love you’ That made her a perfect Cocktail Bride with her high black heels.

Photo Credits : Tarun Chawla Photography