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That was the day, it rained, an unseasonal one, when Arjun's heart fluttered for the very first time when he saw a drop of rain trickle down the wet hair of rain-drenched Purvi in his office.
The first flutter was so instantaneous and short-lived, he had no clue what it was. From then on it started, a never-ending unknown and unnamed attraction towards her, an enigma of sorts, he had no clue why he kept drifting towards her. He caught himself stealing several glances at her from his office window, sometime just standing next to her and sometimes working right next to her. He was impressed with her professionalism and he was impressed with her simplicity and selflessness. She was part of his every business deal and he simply loved to be with her. He tried to be happy in her happiness with whomever she wanted to be with. Little did he know, that was not what was meant to be. It pained him if he ever saw her in tears and wanted to protect her from all the evils.
Then it rained, once again, an unseasonal one, when he knew what was the meaning of that first flutter and gave a name. Love! He had fallen in love with her. A person who knew nothing other than his work was a changed man, was happy to be changed and happy to be in love with her. He was happy to have her as the priority in his life.
There was 1 more rain, an unseasonal one again, Arjun's very first in India, where he was ready to give a ride to his bitter enemy, Purvi, just because it was dark and pouring, as there would've be no other means of transportation. He would've done that act of generosity for any of his employees. Even with his tough exterior, he was a kind man internally which made him help her. That was an uneasy experience for both of them, but what a journey that had begun.
The journey had actually began the day he travelled miles, crossed seven seas for business but finally found love in a simple girl called Purvi. This is what was meant to be. This was his destiny. Starting from these two unable-to-see-eye-to-an-eye to finally falling in love, what a fantastic journey of Arjun-Purvi has been for us viewers. Hopefully the simple, middle-class girl Purvi realizes she does have love for him too, in abundance, which can wipe away all the temporary pains for both, which can be strong enough to fight all the barriers and opposition, which can build a strong future for themselves where they could laugh away talking about all the past memories into the setting sun of their lives.
I had goosebumps watching the scene when she is looking herself in the mirror in the night after her talks with him and his words can't seem to leave her mind. That scene ends with 2 drops of rain trickle down her wet hair!
Here's wishing many more rains that would bless them with a life filled with love, happiness and contentment.
For the rest of the night and the days to come when Purvi is fighting with her thoughts and his words, here is a song that comes to my mind which might entirely fit her.
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Lyrics and English Translation of the song:
AISA LAGTA HAI
| aisa lagta hai jo na hu'aa hone ko hai | It seems as though what has never happened, must now happen. |
| aisa lagta hai ab dil mera khone ko hai | It seems as though I must now lose my heart. |
| varna dil kyo.n dhaRakta saa.nse.n kyo.n ruktii | Otherwise, why would my heart pound? Why would my breath catch? |
| nii.nde.n merii kyo.n uR jaatii | Why would my sleep go flying? |
| aisa lagta hai jo na hu'aa hone ko hai | It seems as though what has never happened, must now happen. |
| aisa lagta hai ab dil mera khone ko hai | It seems as though I must now lose my heart. |
| varna dil kyo.n dhaRakta saa.nse.n kyo.n ruktii | Otherwise, why would my heart pound? Why would my breath catch? |
| nii.nde.n merii kyo.n uR jaatii | Why would my sleep go flying? |
| aisa lagta hai jo na hu'aa hone ko hai | It seems as though what has never happened, must now happen. |
| koii cheharaa nigaaho.n pe chhaane lagaa | My glances have begun to be drawn to a face; |
| koii ab roz khwaabo.n me.n aane lagaa | nightly I've begun to dream of it. |
| aa'ii rut jo na'ii jaage armaan ka'ii | A new season is upon us; so many dreams awake! |
| mausam koii gazal jaise gaane lagaa | The weather, like a poem, has begun to sing to me. |
| aisa lagta hai jaise nashaa hone ko hai | It seems as if this intoxication is inevitable. |
| aisa lagta hai hosh mera khone ko hai | It seems as though I must lose my wits. |
| varna dil kyo.n dhaRakta saa.nse.n kyo.n ruktii | Otherwise, why would my heart pound? Why would my breath catch? |
| nii.nde.n merii kyo.n uR jaatii | Why would my sleep go flying? |
| aisa lagta hai jo na hu'aa hone ko hai | It seems as though what has never happened, must now happen. |
| mahakii mahakii fizaa ne lii a.ngaRaa'iyaa.n | The perfumed season stretches its limbs; |
| niilii niilii hai.n baadal kii parchhaa'iyaa.n | the shadows of the clouds are blue. |
| THa.nDHii THa.nDHii hawaa la'ii raag naya | A cool breeze brings with it a new song, |
| guu.njii guu.njii sii hai.n jaise shahanaa'iyaa.n | which plays in my head like the shehnai (wedding instrument). |
| aisa lagta hai koii mera hone ko hai | It seems as though someone must become mine; |
| aisa lagta hai har faasala khone ko hai | it seems as though every distance between us must be dispelled. |
| varna dil kyo.n dhaRakta saa.nse.n kyo.n ruktii | Otherwise, why would my heart pound? Why would my breath catch? |
| nii.nde.n merii kyo.n uR jaatii | Why would my sleep go flying? |
| aisa lagta hai jo na hu'aa hone ko hai | It seems as though what has never happened, must now happen. |
| aisa lagta hai ab dil mera khone ko hai | It seems as though I must now lose my heart. |
| varna dil kyo.n dhaRakta saa.nse.n kyo.n ruktii | Otherwise, why would my heart pound? Why would my breath catch? |
| nii.nde.n merii kyo.n uR jaatii | Why would my sleep go flying? |
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