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PART 1
hey guys, summer here, first of all a big shout to mahak my sweet friend who helped me to write some of the parts in hindi since i dun speak or write hindi😆 thanks hun!!
Part 1
I hope you never lose your sense of wonder
You get your fill to eat
But always keep that hunger
May you never take one single breath for granted
God forbid love ever leave you empty handed
I hope you still feel small
When you stand by the ocean
Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens
Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance
I hope you dance
I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance
Never settle for the path of least resistance
Living might mean taking chances
But they're worth taking
Lovin' might be a mistake
But it's worth making
Don't let some hell bent heart
Leave you bitter
When you come close to selling out
Reconsider
Give the heavens above
More than just a passing glance
"NUPUR NUPUR NUPUR", my mom bursted into my room screaming my name, which made me wonder, "ab aaj kya ho gaya?", I turned away from the window and faced her, " Nupur..tum kya hindi gaane nahi sun sakti ho? Hamesha in goro ke gaane sunti rehti ho! ", my mom said in disgust, I did not know why? but my mom had a very deep enemity english songs, just like i had a deep hatred for N.R.I's. Though i loved english music to the core, the meanings of the words, each one represented something different from the other.My mom hurried up and handed me a bag, " ab ismein kya hai?", i asked confused, " meri pyaari lekin naadan beti...jaldi se tyaar ho jaao..", my mom said with an excited voice, " par kyun?", My mom dragged me to the bed and made me sit down, " beta,tum to jaanti ho na ki tumhari badti umar tumhare papa ko kitni tension deti hai? Isse unki tabyet bhi theek nahi rehti hai..", i nodded listening keenly to where this conversation was heading too, " to aaj tumhare papa ke bahut kareebi dost UK se tumhare liye rishta le kar aa rahe hain", my mouth hung open by the time my mom was done talking, never in life i had expected her to say this, and that to at this age. I mean i'm only 21, not 41.Though i chose to keep quiet because my father was a heart patient and i did not want to stress him, but i just had to do something or atleast plan something.
After my mom left pulling out my cell, i urgently dialed gunjans cell, " tum abhi ghar aa jaao jaldi!", i said to her almost with out breath.Then looking towards the package, i opened it to find a dark maroon colored sari, with a very elegant embroided border, which looked exquisted as the golden work comlimented the maroon color.I hurried to the washroom and within moments i came out wearing the sari, while gunjan looked shocked, " di, koi khaaas baat hai kya?", she asked camly "haan meri sagai!" " KYA???", gunjan ran to me with a shocked/horrified face. I sat down on the bed and explained to her what had happened when she was not here, "di aapko yakeen hai ki aap yeh karna chahti hain??", gunjan asked me again and again to make sure i was not being forced. I just could not tell her the truth, it would break her heart. She was unknown to baujis condition and i didn't want her deilcate face to worry, " gunjan jaa jaldi se tyaar ho jaa...mehmaan aa rahe hain.", i said wanting to distract her from the topic, but she was a very cunning and smart girl, " di -- she held my arm and turned me around to face herself, " di sach batao..kya tum khush ho?". clearing my face, i smiled and nodded at her, which made her relax abit.
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" Baljite mere yaar!" i heard my dad exclaim, his voice was filled with so much happiness and calmness that i knew, there was no going back now.I was still sitting in my room waiting for gunjan to come out of the washroom, when i had heard the door bell ring, which meant my future had arrived. Though another question popped into my mind, who was?whats his name? what does he do?, I mean at that point, the realization came to me that i knew nothing about this man.However my moms loud voice interrutpted my thoughts, also gunjan came out of the washroom dressed in a simple while anarkali.She looked towards me and mom, " kya hua?", my mom smiled and kissed both our foreheads, " nazar na lage meri betiyon ko", she exclaimed to herself. Then she made put a nazar ka tihka on me to protect me from bad omen, but what she did not realize my bad omen had already started.
" gunjan tum mupur ko paanch minute baad neeche lekar aa jaana!", she announced before exiting the room.
Gunjan turned to face me again, tension was visible all over her, I smiled to reaasure her that everything will be fine, atleast i hope it will be.
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The house looked very exquiste, it looked as if everything had been picked out personally to match the taste of the people living in it. The only that sstruck out to me was the little children who were bikering to each other sitting in the corner, it reminded me of when me and samrat were little, how we use to act like that, except maybe a little naughty.I wondered what the kids were doing here, i mean for sure i knew kuljeet saini only had two daughter and they were quite grown - up, or i wouldn't be here to think of it. Though a pinch on the arm brought me out of my obeservation mode, as i turned to look at samrat, " kya?", i whispered, he just motioned through his eyes to look up. As my eyes looked upward, i saw the most delicate, exquiste , angelic face in the world in a maroon colored sari, though i was confused, which one was i here to see. I mean here i was looking at two girls who looked like the most beautiful women on the earth, but one of them was my to - be bride, but who?
" wow bhai Bhabhi kaun si hain?", samrat said nudging me, while even i was confused which one was it. Mom or dad had nither shown me her picture or even mentioned her name. All they had said was "humne tumhare kiye ek ladki pasand kar ki hai".
" Balijit, yeh hain mere dost ki betiyan, Gunjan or Nupur!", Kuljeet uncle said with a proud smile.
I saw both the girls head towards mom and dad, to touch their feet, " jeet raho!", they said back.
"kyun na hum in dono ko akele mein baat karne ke liye chod den!", my dad said as he saw the nervousness and confusion on my face,
" haan, zaroor Nupur Gunjan beta, inhe upar le jaao" Kuljeet uncle said to his daughters, I noticed the one dressed in sari squirm at that thought, but she was shushed by the one dressed in a peach colored anarkali.
" hume bhi jaana hai", the little kids said to the girl dressed in the red sari. They looked so cute, but the aunty kept on telling them no, but the girl finally got her mom to agree
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" hi bhabi!", I heard one them say, me and gunjan turned around to face. I had thousands of butterflies curling in my stomach making me nervous. I finally smiled, while gunjan held my hand to calm me down, though one thing was clear, the one i was going to marry was the uptight, organized pardesi.
"hello , ah....." gunjan said starting to a conversation, but samrat only smiled, as if he had gotten the key to a treasure chest.
" samrat, aapka brother-in-law...bhaiya bahut lucky hain aapko paakar", stated the little one, which shocked me and gunjan. She tried to say somehting but, he just would not give her a chance
He held gunjans hand and dragged her to stand beside his elder brother, whos name i was still unknown to, " wow jodi made in heaven" he said excited as he saw gunjan and his brother together.I realized this was getting out of hand, but i just couldn't get the courage to say anything.
aage kya hoga???
i hope u liked the part
-summer-
hey guys, summer here, first of all a big shout to mahak my sweet friend who helped me to write some of the parts in hindi since i dun speak or write hindi😆 thanks hun!!
Part 1
I hope you never lose your sense of wonder
You get your fill to eat
But always keep that hunger
May you never take one single breath for granted
God forbid love ever leave you empty handed
I hope you still feel small
When you stand by the ocean
Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens
Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance
I hope you dance
I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance
Never settle for the path of least resistance
Living might mean taking chances
But they're worth taking
Lovin' might be a mistake
But it's worth making
Don't let some hell bent heart
Leave you bitter
When you come close to selling out
Reconsider
Give the heavens above
More than just a passing glance
"NUPUR NUPUR NUPUR", my mom bursted into my room screaming my name, which made me wonder, "ab aaj kya ho gaya?", I turned away from the window and faced her, " Nupur..tum kya hindi gaane nahi sun sakti ho? Hamesha in goro ke gaane sunti rehti ho! ", my mom said in disgust, I did not know why? but my mom had a very deep enemity english songs, just like i had a deep hatred for N.R.I's. Though i loved english music to the core, the meanings of the words, each one represented something different from the other.My mom hurried up and handed me a bag, " ab ismein kya hai?", i asked confused, " meri pyaari lekin naadan beti...jaldi se tyaar ho jaao..", my mom said with an excited voice, " par kyun?", My mom dragged me to the bed and made me sit down, " beta,tum to jaanti ho na ki tumhari badti umar tumhare papa ko kitni tension deti hai? Isse unki tabyet bhi theek nahi rehti hai..", i nodded listening keenly to where this conversation was heading too, " to aaj tumhare papa ke bahut kareebi dost UK se tumhare liye rishta le kar aa rahe hain", my mouth hung open by the time my mom was done talking, never in life i had expected her to say this, and that to at this age. I mean i'm only 21, not 41.Though i chose to keep quiet because my father was a heart patient and i did not want to stress him, but i just had to do something or atleast plan something.
After my mom left pulling out my cell, i urgently dialed gunjans cell, " tum abhi ghar aa jaao jaldi!", i said to her almost with out breath.Then looking towards the package, i opened it to find a dark maroon colored sari, with a very elegant embroided border, which looked exquisted as the golden work comlimented the maroon color.I hurried to the washroom and within moments i came out wearing the sari, while gunjan looked shocked, " di, koi khaaas baat hai kya?", she asked camly "haan meri sagai!" " KYA???", gunjan ran to me with a shocked/horrified face. I sat down on the bed and explained to her what had happened when she was not here, "di aapko yakeen hai ki aap yeh karna chahti hain??", gunjan asked me again and again to make sure i was not being forced. I just could not tell her the truth, it would break her heart. She was unknown to baujis condition and i didn't want her deilcate face to worry, " gunjan jaa jaldi se tyaar ho jaa...mehmaan aa rahe hain.", i said wanting to distract her from the topic, but she was a very cunning and smart girl, " di -- she held my arm and turned me around to face herself, " di sach batao..kya tum khush ho?". clearing my face, i smiled and nodded at her, which made her relax abit.
-----------------------------
" Baljite mere yaar!" i heard my dad exclaim, his voice was filled with so much happiness and calmness that i knew, there was no going back now.I was still sitting in my room waiting for gunjan to come out of the washroom, when i had heard the door bell ring, which meant my future had arrived. Though another question popped into my mind, who was?whats his name? what does he do?, I mean at that point, the realization came to me that i knew nothing about this man.However my moms loud voice interrutpted my thoughts, also gunjan came out of the washroom dressed in a simple while anarkali.She looked towards me and mom, " kya hua?", my mom smiled and kissed both our foreheads, " nazar na lage meri betiyon ko", she exclaimed to herself. Then she made put a nazar ka tihka on me to protect me from bad omen, but what she did not realize my bad omen had already started.
" gunjan tum mupur ko paanch minute baad neeche lekar aa jaana!", she announced before exiting the room.
Gunjan turned to face me again, tension was visible all over her, I smiled to reaasure her that everything will be fine, atleast i hope it will be.
--------------------------
The house looked very exquiste, it looked as if everything had been picked out personally to match the taste of the people living in it. The only that sstruck out to me was the little children who were bikering to each other sitting in the corner, it reminded me of when me and samrat were little, how we use to act like that, except maybe a little naughty.I wondered what the kids were doing here, i mean for sure i knew kuljeet saini only had two daughter and they were quite grown - up, or i wouldn't be here to think of it. Though a pinch on the arm brought me out of my obeservation mode, as i turned to look at samrat, " kya?", i whispered, he just motioned through his eyes to look up. As my eyes looked upward, i saw the most delicate, exquiste , angelic face in the world in a maroon colored sari, though i was confused, which one was i here to see. I mean here i was looking at two girls who looked like the most beautiful women on the earth, but one of them was my to - be bride, but who?
" wow bhai Bhabhi kaun si hain?", samrat said nudging me, while even i was confused which one was it. Mom or dad had nither shown me her picture or even mentioned her name. All they had said was "humne tumhare kiye ek ladki pasand kar ki hai".
" Balijit, yeh hain mere dost ki betiyan, Gunjan or Nupur!", Kuljeet uncle said with a proud smile.
I saw both the girls head towards mom and dad, to touch their feet, " jeet raho!", they said back.
"kyun na hum in dono ko akele mein baat karne ke liye chod den!", my dad said as he saw the nervousness and confusion on my face,
" haan, zaroor Nupur Gunjan beta, inhe upar le jaao" Kuljeet uncle said to his daughters, I noticed the one dressed in sari squirm at that thought, but she was shushed by the one dressed in a peach colored anarkali.
" hume bhi jaana hai", the little kids said to the girl dressed in the red sari. They looked so cute, but the aunty kept on telling them no, but the girl finally got her mom to agree
------------------------------
" hi bhabi!", I heard one them say, me and gunjan turned around to face. I had thousands of butterflies curling in my stomach making me nervous. I finally smiled, while gunjan held my hand to calm me down, though one thing was clear, the one i was going to marry was the uptight, organized pardesi.
"hello , ah....." gunjan said starting to a conversation, but samrat only smiled, as if he had gotten the key to a treasure chest.
" samrat, aapka brother-in-law...bhaiya bahut lucky hain aapko paakar", stated the little one, which shocked me and gunjan. She tried to say somehting but, he just would not give her a chance
He held gunjans hand and dragged her to stand beside his elder brother, whos name i was still unknown to, " wow jodi made in heaven" he said excited as he saw gunjan and his brother together.I realized this was getting out of hand, but i just couldn't get the courage to say anything.
aage kya hoga???
i hope u liked the part
-summer-
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