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Two Shots- || Tere Ishq Nachaaya ||
Shot 1- Dhal Gaya Suraj
She looked up breaking from her thoughts about her husband to look at the man Richa was introducing her to.
"Gauri..yeh...Dilpreet Hai, Woo...Delhi waale cousin" Richa nodded smiling at the man before her.
He greeted her with a Hello extending his hand towards the shorter lady, his wife!
Gauri streched her lips in a straight smile, looking reluctant at the hand extended towards her, she smiled folding her hands greeting him with a Namaste.
"Dilpreet, yeh Gauri hai meri best friend" she smiled indicating Omkara in disguise.
"Gauri, Dilpreet tumhe help kardega wo koi rasam hai- hum Gurudwar jaake aate hain, tum toh jaanti ho naa hum Punjabiyon mein mehendi-Sangeet kaise hota hai, toh thoda dekh lena."
"Lekin hum kaise,...?"
"Arey tum ne toh Punjabi ghar mein shaadi ki hai naa, aur Dilpreet bhi hai naa wo tumhe help kardega" She quickly hugged Gauru and left hurriedly, after secretly giving a thumbs up to Omkara.
Gauri raised her gaze slightly to look at the towering sardaar and formally smiling, she hesitantly diverted her gaze.
The silence was awkward.
"Main decoraters ko dehk loon?..." Asked Dilpreet looking at the men decorating the place with red curtains.
She nodded, "jii...hum wo phoolwaale.." she passed by him. She stopped turning momentarily to look back at him,something about him bothered her, did she know him? Setting aside her thoughts she continued.
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A while later, a plate of pav bhaji was extended before her. She looked up to find the new sardaar.
"WO aap kaam hi kiye jaa rahi hai, garam garam khaa li jiye phir chetti chetti kaam bhi karlenge." He spoke in his Punjabi accent.
"Nahi!" She said looking away from the plate at him, "humara vrat hai karwa chauth ka!"
Omkara just stared at her, remembering her words and seeing the contrasting actions. A smile curved up gently. "Aapke pati bahut lucky hai!"
She shot up a glance at him and then looked at the setting sun in the sky,which much reflected their relationship and simply left.
****
The terrace had been beautifully decorated for the Sangeet-Mehendi and the Karwa Chauth. After the married women had finished their puja, they arrived at the terrace. The plan was to spend the eveningvwith Richa's sangeet and mehendi rituals and the night for the karwa Chauth celebrations.
Omkara wore a cream coloured pajam kurta with a red turban majestically wrapped around his head. The sky wore a violet hue, the weather perfect. He turned towards the door when he saw her enter. Dressed in a simple red punjabi suit, her long hair straightened left open, the ends of the locks kissing her waist she looked breathtaking beautiful. Her face shone despite the fasting. A small bindi adorned her forehead, but the smile that ruled hearts was missing. That jauntiness in her manner was missing just like the moon was missing in the sky.
She passed by him and stood beside Rucha as her mehendi started. Gauri's mother made Gauri sit and called over the mehendi artist. Omkara casually moved around smiling and stood a little distance away from his wife. Gauri simply sat adoring the art on her hand. When the name of her husband was asked she remained silent. She was lost.
"Omkara" answered her mother to the lady. She tapped her daughter asking her whether she was okay. Gauri simply nodded, her mother assuming the fast had made her tired, assured her the moon would appear soon and went around talking to the others.
The atmosphere was joyful as the women and men danced to the laadas. Richa asked Gauri to perform, and Gauri showed reluctance.
"Gauri, tumhara pehla karwa chauth hai, aur humaari mehendi, aise tum naachogi nahi? Chalooo jaaoo...humaare liye?"
Gauri had to finally give in. No one knew the burden of her heart.
Gauri tied her dupaata on the side and went in the centre with a few other women as music started.
Chetti Bawdi Ve Tabiba,
Nahin Ta Main Mar Gaiyaan
O Tere Ishq Nachayaan
Kar Ke Thaiyya Thaiyya
Appear in haste O my Healer
Else I shall die waiting.
Your Love made me dance,
made me dance in ecstasy.
She looked up at the sky as she danced wondering whether he would come like the moon and give her his glimpse.
Omkara felt her pain, he could read her eyes, he was almost close to tears.
She danced beautifully just like the way she loved.
Ole Chup gaya suraj, bahar reh gyi laali
ve mein sadqay hovaan, deven muR je vikKHali
arewa! meN bhul gayiaaN, tede naal na gayiaa.
The sun has set yet the glow remains outside,
I'll give my life for a glimpse of You.
Ah! how mindless I'm! I didn't rush to You!
Her entire life from the day she had been married ran before her eyes. Their first meeting, their jungle adventure, their friendship, their banters and the painful fights and separation. So much had happened and yet her heart longed for him despite all the pain he gave her. Because he was the healer of the pains that her heart held. She danced and danced.
Tere Ishq ne dera mere andar keeta
Bhar ke zeher payala main taan aape peeta,
Jhabde wahudi tabiba nahin te main mar gaiyaan
Tere Ishq nachaiyaan kar key thaiyaa thaiyaa
Falling in love with you
Was like taking a sip of poison
Come my healer, forsaken, I am sad.
Your love has made me dance like mad
She had never known How Love Would be. But she was willing to let love happen. Oh, how did she knew Loving him was the equivalent of taking in poison. But if it was the poison then it, itself was the nectar as well. The poison of hate, anger and mistrust had stained her life like poison, had stabbed her in the heart she was bleeding. Bleeding to death. But her healer was her Love. The one who had given her poison could only heal her of it. She was irrevocably, insanely in love with him.
Tere Ishq Nachaya,
Tere Ishq Nachaya,
Kar Ke Thaiyaan Thaiyaan..
She expressed her love for him through her dance. While the others clapped and smiled, he had tears in his eyes. He weirdly felt everything she felt. That pain. He was defeated. Her love had defeated him. Could he ever love her that way? He stood there in amazement while she continued to dance graciously in ecstasy, in love.
Dancing was something she had always loved. And she had loved him too. Ahh her love knew no bounds, no languages, no words, no world, it just knew him.
She could wear his name's Chuda, apply his name's mehendi be his for all her births and keep dancing forever in the ecstasy of her love for him.
****
She had moved away to the rear side of the huge terrace, she was tired dancing. Tired loving, now. She looked up at the dark sky. Which was just like she was without him. Omkara had secretly, quietly followed her but remained aside in the shadow at a distance from her. His eyes still were moist and the pain only increased seeing her all lonely looking at the lost sky.
Suddenly there was commotion as a few people approached her. Omkara squeezed his eyes to make out what was happening. Soon Gauri was dragged by the men one among them the brother of Kaali who was the only Thakur brother alive.
Gauri tried freeing her hand from their grip, tried screaming all her efforts futile. Omkara looked at them angrily running behind them, after quickly grabbing the packet of sweets from Gauri's Pooja thaal which had been left abandoned.
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