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Tu Meri Zindagi Hai
Tu meri zindagi hai
Tu meri har kushi hai hai
Tu hi pyaar tu hi chahat
Tu hi ashiqui hai
Pehli mohabbat ka ehsaah hai tu
Bujhke ke joh bujh naa paya
Voh pyaas hai tu
Tu hi meri pehli khawwish
Tu hi aakhri hai
Tu meri zindagi hai
Tu meri haar kushi hai
Tu meri zindagi hai
Tu meri har kushi hai hai
Tu hi pyaar tu hi chahat
Tu hi ashiqui hai
Malibu, CA: Malibu Library (outside) 6:00am – Next Day
Milind and Prachi both sat on top of a little cement bench right outside the Malibu Library off of Pacific Coast Highway. After Milind's proposal the night before they had not gone home. Instead they spent the night reliving a moment that meant the world to both of them…the night they had first met. They had walked the beach and the pier. They had ridden the rollercoaster and had churros and frozen yogurt to eat. Finally, they had driven along PCH until they ended up at the spot where they had to say goodbye so many years ago.
The memory was bitter sweet for both of them. On one hand it was painful because it had been where they had said goodbye to each other after one magical night. However, it was also the place where they were both embedded in each others minds, hearts and souls. It was ironic that they had finally come back where it had all ended only to start anew.
They had just spent the night sitting on the bench talking to each other, feeling each others warmth and love, and finally just being together. Milind and Prachi had just watched the moon illuminate the night, they stars twinkle in delight, and they had listened to the waves that came crashing to the shore just below them. They had been so engrossed in each other and the moment that neither of them had realized when they had fallen asleep. Prachi had her head resting on Milind's shoulder and she was cuddled up into the warmth of his body. Milind had one arm around Prachi as if holding her to him in fear that she may not be there when he woke up. He also had his head resting gently on top of his Pari's. Lucky for the both of them, when they had come out to sit last night they pulled a blanket out of Milind's trunk and had wrapped it around their shoulders.
Milind was the first one that had stirred awake that morning. Opening his eyes he saw the sun making its appearance for the new day just ahead of him. He wanted to stretch but couldn't when he felt a weight leaning against his body. Turning to his right he saw his Pari sleeping just like an angel as she held on to him. A smile broke on Milind's face as all the happenings of the previous night rushed back into his working memory. Not being able to resist himself he placed a kiss on top of Prachi's head.
Prachi stirred when she felt something on her head that sent an odd yet welcome sensation through her body. Prachi had began to stir herself awake when she felt a warm wall that kept her from moving. As she opened her eyes and looked up she was pleasantly surprised to see Milind's staring back at her. For a moment she was bewildered and not able to figure out what they were doing or where they were. The smile on Milind's face brought an automatic smile to hers. It was only a few seconds later that her smile deepened and she blushed slightly as she remembered the night they had shared.
Prachi looked down at her left hand almost half expecting the ring not to be there; one part of her was sure that it had all been a dream last night. Prachi felt elation when she saw the exquisite ring glimmering back at her. As she stared at the ring Milind intertwined his hand in hers.
"Good morning soon-to-be-Mrs. Pari Milind Mishra," he said.
Prachi couldn't help but giggle as she said, "Good morning."
"You know," Milind continued, "I could really get used to waking up like this every morning. I think I'm going to love waking up next to you."
"Well you keep thinking," Prachi teased, "I'm absolutely positive that I am going to love waking up next to you for the rest of my life."
Prachi pushed herself up just a bit and placed a sweet, soft kiss on Milind's lips.
"Hmm…I know I'm going to love waking up next to you if you wake me up like that every morning," Milind said.
Prachi cuddled more into his chest as she blushed. Milind knew his Pari was shy so he just pulled her in closer and held her. They both stayed silent as the watched the sunrise over the horizon of the ocean. After another half hour of just holding each other Milind and Prachi decided it was time to go home; they not only had to get freshened up, but Prachi had so share her engagement news with Somya and Nancy.
"We should really get going," Prachi said.
"Yeah," Milind said as he patted his coat for his keys. "Wait, sit back down," Milind instructed.
"What? Why?" Prachi asked confused.
"Please, you will see soon," Milind pleaded.
Not having any other choice Prachi sat back down on the bench. Much to her shock she watched as Milind kneeled down in front of her again.
"Umm, Mr. Mishra, in case you have forgotten…you proposed to me last night," Prachi teased.
"Lift up your sari," he instructed.
"Huh?" Prachi said, or more groaned.
"Lift up your sari, just up to your shins," he repeated.
"Milind?"
"Pari please," he said.
"What are you doing?" Prachi asked as she did what she was told to do. Using both her hands she lifted her sari up just above her shins exposing her ankles. Prachi let out a small gasp as she saw anklet Somya and Nancy had given her. The shock wasn't due to how beautiful it was, the shock was due to the fact that she recognized the anklet. The fact was that it wasn't an anklet at all, it was a payal.
What Milind did next shocked Prachi even more and left her speechless. Milind put his hand inside his coat and pulled out something. At first Prachi didn't recognize the silver colored metal object in his hand. However, when Milind held it up to her, Prachi felt like she was in an alternate reality.
The payal that Somya had put on her had been Prachi's own payal. It had been a payal that was part of a set, one of which Prachi had lost years ago, but she didn't know where. Since she had stopped wearing the payal because it's other half was missing. Prachi could have gotten rid of it but she didn't; instead she had kept the payal in a box at the back of her dresser. Prachi believed that the payal was in some form a representation of her. In her mind that payal represented her extraordinary night with Milind at the pier years ago. She had lost the payal that night and in some sense she had lost herself to Milind as well. So she packed up the payal and all it represented – her love, her free spirit, her magical moments – and pushed it out of her life. To say that Prachi was stunned when Milind pulled out the missing payal was an understatement.
"Milind…where…where did you get this?" she asked as she stuttered.
"The girl who stole my heart and the girl that I love had left it behind years ago in my car," Milind said as he clasped the payal around Prachi's other ankle.
"All these years, you had this?" Prachi asked.
"Yup, all these years…it kept me connect to our night and to you," he said and he rose to his feet and kissed her.
Now Prachi realized why she had never been able to get rid of the solitary payal. Her heart knew that one day the matching pair would be found. It was prefect…everything was perfect.
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- 3 Months Later –
Santa Monica, CA: Santa Monica Pier 1:00PM
It had been three months sine Milind had proposed to Prachi at this very spot. It had been three months of frustration, planning, stress and fatigue. However, it had also been three months of joy, laughter, happiness and fun. Prachi had spent the last three months planning her wedding with the help of Nancy and Somya. They had been to so many banquet halls, so many cake/food tastings, so many florists, so many designers…so many everything! The three people who were inseparable at all times were then at each others throats with clashing ideas on how the wedding should be done, where it should be done, what kind of cake they wanted; everyone had an opinion about everything.
However, after hours, day and months of planning…the big day was finally here. At first Prachi didn't think that it was going to happen because every place they called was booked for the next year; as one site manager told her, rush wedding were not in fashion. It had been Nancy who had suggested that they get married on the beach by the pier. Milind and Prachi loved the idea, but Prachi was afraid that it wouldn't be possible; after all it was a public beach. However, Milind Mishra could get anything done and for his Pari nothing was too hard or impossible.
So now everything was set for their beach front wedding. The caterers were set and preparing the food. Milind and Prachi had both decided that they would have a traditional Indian wedding since they both had strong ties to their background. The mandap was set off to one side decorated beautifully with traditional marigolds and roses. The holy fire was burning as the pundit chanted the holy hymns. The chairs were all laced with white carnations and roses. The famous pole was even decorated with flowers. There were large torches that outlined the entire wedding area, which were going to be used at night for the reception. Along the edge of the wedding area were a few tents; one was for Prachi and the girls to get ready in, one was for Milind and his guys, the other was for the guests who didn't want to wait out in the sun.
"I think we should go with the red," said Somya as she came towards the area where Nancy was helping Prachi get ready.
"No, no! The red is too strong and bold. I say we go with something glittery and shiny," Nancy said.
"Yeah, so that my sister can look a drag queen!" Somya yelled. "No offence Didi," she said as she stood next to Prachi.
They girls were in their tent getting ready for the wedding. They decided that it would be best to do it that way because then they wouldn't have to worry about travel time and they wouldn't have the hassle of running around LA in a bridal gown. At this point they had begun arguing about the color and type of lipstick/lipgloss that Prachi should wear. Nancy and Somya were nearly yelling at the top of their lungs.
"This right here, this is why not one…but three wedding planners quit," said someone.
The girls stopped their arguing and turned to see that it was none other than Marco, Nancy's brother. Marco walked in with a bunch of orchids that were supposed to be for Prachi's hair. Unlike Nancy and Somya, who were strictly on the bride's side, Marco was a bit of both. Marco had always been like a brother to Prachi ever since her friendship with Nancy had begun. He had become extremely protective, more so when he had realized what was happening with Neev and her. However, this time Marco was on the groom's side. Milind did have friends out here in So-Cal but he had a unique bond with Marco. From the moment they met they got along great, but that was probably because both Milind and Marco wanted to kill Neev and then dump in body in the ocean for the sharks to eat. Many times they could be heard plotting Neev's 'murder'. So for today's occasion he was standing in as Milind's best man.
"Excuse me," wailed Nancy, "…who asked for your opinion?"
"Yeah, I don't remember asking," Somya said, "Besides, aren't you supposed to be in the other tent?"
"I am but I had to bring these for Prachi as instructed by Milind," Marco said, "Since we couldn't get orchid out here I had to drive out to the valley to get them."
"Oh Marco, that is so sweet, thank you," Prachi said.
"That was very thoughtful," Somya said.
"Why?" Nancy asked with a raised eyebrow, "You are never that considerate."
"Hey, anything for Prachi," Marco said as he hugged her. "Besides, it's a best mans duty to fulfill the grooms every wish."
"Yeah, that's what I thought," Nancy remarked as she returned to arguing with Somya about the lipstick.
"Will you two please stop arguing," Prachi pleaded, "I was thinking…" Prachi had began to speak but no one paid any attention to her.
"And you wonder why so many wedding planners walked out on you," Marco said, "With these two; anyone would go running for the hills. That explains why they are still single."
That was it, that is all it took to get Nancy and Somya to stop arguing. They both looked at Marco as if they were going to eat him alive. They then grabbed the first thing they could find and threw it at Marco's head. Marco ducked out just in time and missed getting hit by a water bottle and compact. Suddenly you heard someone yelling outside the tent; this caused Prachi to stand up and everyone turned towards the opening.
"Bhaia stop!" yelled a female voice.
As soon as Somya and Nancy heard 'bhaia' they knew who it was. The Somya pushed Prachi to that her back was to the entrance and then grabbed Marco to crate a barrier around Prachi. They hid Prachi just in the nick of time because in walked Milind with his sister, Sukriti trailing behind. Sukriti had flown in from London for the wedding.
"Sorry," Sukriti said, "I stepped out for one second and he flew the coop."
"What is this Jiju? You know dulha cannot see dulhan before the wedding," Somya said annoyed.
"You all are so unreasonable!" Milind protested. "I haven't seen Pracchi for three days! Three days! This is torture."
"Bhaia, didn't Mom always say, 'sabar ka phal humesha meeta hota hai'," Sukriti teased."
"In English please," Nancy said.
"There is an Indian saying that says that the fruits of patience are always sweet," said Somya.
"Hey, you are my best man, what are you doing here?" Milind asked when he finally saw Marco.
"I brought Prachi her orchids," Marco defended himself.
"Oh," Milind said.
"Thank you," came Prachi's voice, soft and sweet.
"Oh come on, let me see her…just one glance!" Milind begged; it was almost like hearing Prachi's voice was too much for him.
"Nope! No can do Jiju. Now you get out," Somya instructed.
"I won't leave, what will you do?" Milind said as he stood his ground.
"Prachi, you tell you shameless fianc to leave," Nancy said.
"Its bad luck for the groom to see the bride before the wedding, I think you should go," Prachi said.
"But Pari…" Milind began.
"Please," Prachi pleaded.
Milind let out a very audible sigh, "Ok fine, I'm going." As he walked towards the door with Sukriti he said, "I love you!"
"Aww so sweet, not get out before I gag!" Nancy yelled.
Milind finally left with Sukriti and soon Marco followed.
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It was almost time for the wedding to take place as Nancy and Somya were putting the final touches on Prachi. She looked gorgeous and perfect; all they had to do was secure the dupatta to her head. Just as the ceremony was about to begin Sukriti and Marco walked in pushing two wheelchairs that had Prachi's parents. Immediately Prachi's eyes became flooded with tears that she tried to hold back.
"I thought you'd want to take Mom and Dad's blessing before," Somya explained.
Prachi went over and hugged Somya before she went to her parents and took their blessing. A few minutes later Marco and Sukriti took Mr. and Mrs. Shah back out to the wedding party. Somya announced that it was time for them to go because the wedding was ready to start.
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There was a sudden lull that fell on the guests that had been chatting away seconds ago. Milind looked up and was left speechless as he watched Nancy and Somya escort Prachi towards the mandap. Prachi was dressed in a red and white bridal outfit. She looked stunning, beautiful; there weren't enough words to describe just how magical she looked. Milind watched dazed as Prachi sat next to him. He wanted to reach out and touch her to make sure it wasn't a dream and he almost had touched her, had it not been for the smack he got on his hand from Marco, Nancy and Somya.
Milind had flashes of their first meeting right there at the pier. The night they had met he had found her in a red ghagra right after her engagement. That night she had been crying and upset. Today she was happy and smiling. That night she had left him for another man. Today, she was finally going to become his forever.
The pundit read the holy mantras and preformed the wedding. Milind put the black beaded mangulsutra around Prachi's delicate neck. He took a pinch of sindoor and filled Prachi's mang with the color. As they took their pheres around the sacred fire the both pledged their lives, their love, their faith, their loyalty and their fidelity to each other.
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The celebrations went on well into the night. Prachi and Milind hadn't been able to spend too much time together after the wedding was completed. They had taken the blessing from Prachi's parents; that had been the last time they were within 10 feet of each other. Nancy, Somya and Sukriti were all hell bent on keeping Milind away from Prachi; it was their way of making him pay for trying to see her before the wedding. Milind was frustrated while Marco laughed at the entire situation. Milind and Prachi had been able to enjoy their first dance together but then again they were pulled apart.
Milind was looking forward to the night that waited for him as he drove to the Beverly Hills Hilton with Marco. He thought he would be driving with Prachi but the girls had taken her and left 30 minutes before Milind had left the beach. Once Milind stepped out of the elevator he could see Somya, Nancy and Sukriti waiting outside the door of his and Prachi's honeymoon sweet with greedy smiles on their faces. Milind tried to get past them but it did no good.
"What do you guys want?" he asked irritated.
"Not much Jiju, just $2,000" Somya said.
"What?! Why?!" Milind asked.
"Well, if you want to see you beautiful wife, you have to pay the fee," Nancy teased.
"Hell no!" Milind said.
"Come on Bhaia, you can't pay up $6, 000 for Bhabi? How sad," Sukriti teased.
"$6,000?!" Marco yelled.
"Yeah, $2,000 each," Nancy clarified.
"You have to admit Jiju, Didi looked awesome, the wait paid off," Somya said.
"Yeah, she did," Milind said with a dreamy look in his eyes. "Ok fine, you will all have your checks at lunch tomorrow. Now can I go and see my WIFE?" Milind asked.
"Ok, go ahead Bhaia," Sukriti said.
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Milind walked into a room that didn't look like a hotel room, it looked like something out of a fairytale. It was decorated with candles all over that illuminated the room. Flowers were tossed all across the floor. The bed was decorated with flowers from floor to ceiling. There in the middle sat is wife, his Pari. Milind couldn't believe that their night had finally come. Milind took a few steps and sat down on the bed next to Prachi.
"Pari," he called.
Prachi was too shy and nervous so she said nothing. Milind then slowly lifted up her ghungat and exposed her face. Against the glow of the candles Prachi looked almost mythical.
"You look beautiful," Milind said in a whisper.
"I love you," Prachi said.
"Oh Pari, I love you too," Milind said.
Milind pulled Prachi closer and kissed her forehead, her eyes, her cheeks, her nose and then finally her lips. As soon as their lips met a fire was ignited in them both. Milind gently removed her dupatta and her jewelry, all except for her mangulsutra.
That night Milind and Prachi finally became one. They fit perfectly because they were made for each other. After so many year of loneliness, heart ache and pain they were finally together. Prachi remembered something her mom and told her years ago. She had said that God made with half hearts only, when we find our soul mates they become one; people who are destined to be together will find their way to each other, no one cant stop it…because it was God's will.
It was God's will for Milind to be with Prachi and for Prachi to be with Milind. That is why, after so long, they finally were. God's power, God's love and God's faith were shining down on these two lovers with all its greatness.
Milind and Prachi were made for each other; they were destined for each other. That is why they found their way back, to each other, to happiness…to LOVE.
Ek Duje Ke Vaaste
Jitne door door ho un dono ke raaste
Mil jaate hai joh bane ek duje ke vaaste
Jaise dil hai dhadkan hai
Ek duje ke vaaste
Jaise aankh hai darpan hai
Ek duje ke vaaste
Jaise barkha sawaan hai
Ek duje ke vaaste
Ek saajni ek saajan hai
Ek duje ke vaaste
Uss raab ne jaab dil diyeh
Dil ke doh tukde kiyeh
Dono pe ek naam likha
Ek Radha ek Shayam lika
Aab yeh dil dhadkte hai
Bicharte aur milte hai
Ek duje ke vaaste
Hum dono ek jaan hai
Doh dil ek armaan hai
Aaj abhi iss moor paar
Ek duje ke daaman tham kar
Waqt hai yeh faisla
Hum tum naa hojaye juda
Mange kushiyoon ki dua
Ek duje ke vaaste
Ek duje ke vaaste
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