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It might sound corny to some people but to me, its all really normal. Waking up to the notifications of my iPod to check how many likes I got, what feedbacks I got from my fans on Twitter and Instagram for my ZaYa Edits, Beintehaa Posts... If anyhow my tweets were noticed by the cast members or not... Life has changed since Beintehaa happened to me.
I am a Bangladeshi Muslim. By default, I am addicted to Indian Shows. But Beintehaa is not JUST another Indian Show. Its BEINTEHAA. Yeah. When I started watching it, I thought it'd have all the ordinary twist and turns as usual. But as the pages turned, the blindfold unfolded. Not only is it a treat to eyes, as well as a brain calmer. It works like a medicine to me. I never realized when watching became LIVING it. Eversince I opened my Instagram account, I got a new identity: ZaYa Paradise. My edits- People say "ZaYa is in your blood". I took it as a compliment before, but now I regard it as a belief.
People like Preetika Rao, Harshad Arora, Vivek Madaan, Namrata Pathak and all the cast members of Beintehaa became my virtual family. We exchange virtual family moments. ZaYa are obviously habituated in the deepest end of my heart, but its also shared by one of my biggest ispirations: Vivek Sir a.k.a Vivek Madaan. All three of them became so close to me, all day whatever I wait for is: The on-screen romance of ZaYa and the philosophical and photography tweets of Vivek Sir.
ZaYa give me the inspiration to make edits, and Vivek Sir: Well, I learn a new theory of life from him everyday. The whole thing about Beintehaa, from its storyline to the chemistry and the flawless performances of the actors- EVERY SINGLE THING gives me a new reason to smile. As so as the episode ends, the sequence follows: Open DTH. Download Episode. Wait for Download to finish. Take Screenshots. Make Edits. Yes. This has been my routine since the last three months. During this course, I have made many friends. And learnt the biggest theory of Love; Which is, distance can never limit the reach of love. I am here in Bangladesh, and Pree, Harsh & Vivek Sir are far away in India. But does that lessen any love that I have for them?
I still remember the day when I first talked to Vivek Sir. He called me his "Friend" not "Fan". Then I wrote an article on how some Twitter Fans have been offending the cast members, and the love I received from them, was really unbelievable! When Vivek Sir told me that it was read aloud to all of them, my heart almost jumped out of my chest.
Well, I have the closest bond with Vivek Sir. I took his interview- He ACTUALLY LET ME!! I never thought I'd get such an opportunity. And since then, every small thing that bothers me, I share it with him. I have become so close to him, I can understand his moods too.
I never asked Harsh, Pree or even Vivek Sir for a follow back. 'Cuz I know, Love cannot be measured in numbers. So what if they don't follow me? I do know we are connected by hearts, which has far stronger bond than mere virtual connection.
I love this Twitter and Indtagram madness. I love this huge BI Community on India Forums. I love it when people appreciate my edits. But not because I am involved, but only because Beintehaa is involved. I don't know about the upcoming tracks. I don't want to know either. I just want to Live and Love Beintehaa the way I do. Don't know what an addiction is, but if it is the way I feel about Beintehaa, then I'll say I am ADDICTED TO IT.
Even during my exams, when tension is rising all around me, my mind loses itself into the warm hugs of ZaYa. The cute Replies of Namrata Ma'am n Vivek Sir. The sarcastic play of tweets. I cry after every sad scene and every fight of ZaYa. I laugh, blush and smile at every affirmative scene. I dream about meeting them and telling them aloud: Mujhe Beintehaa se BEINTEHAA mohabbat hai!
It doesn't end here. I know as soon as I post this, and tag them, they'll read it altogether. I wanna visualize that smile that'll appear on their faces...and that'll be my achievement.I don't care how many likes I'll get. I just hope it reaches them.
With the best of regards from the bottom of my heart, where you all live,
I LOVE YOU!
Thank You for the miracle and the little infinity.
Your Humblest Admirer,
Nahian Jamal
___________
ZaYa Paradise Official
I am a Bangladeshi Muslim. By default, I am addicted to Indian Shows. But Beintehaa is not JUST another Indian Show. Its BEINTEHAA. Yeah. When I started watching it, I thought it'd have all the ordinary twist and turns as usual. But as the pages turned, the blindfold unfolded. Not only is it a treat to eyes, as well as a brain calmer. It works like a medicine to me. I never realized when watching became LIVING it. Eversince I opened my Instagram account, I got a new identity: ZaYa Paradise. My edits- People say "ZaYa is in your blood". I took it as a compliment before, but now I regard it as a belief.
People like Preetika Rao, Harshad Arora, Vivek Madaan, Namrata Pathak and all the cast members of Beintehaa became my virtual family. We exchange virtual family moments. ZaYa are obviously habituated in the deepest end of my heart, but its also shared by one of my biggest ispirations: Vivek Sir a.k.a Vivek Madaan. All three of them became so close to me, all day whatever I wait for is: The on-screen romance of ZaYa and the philosophical and photography tweets of Vivek Sir.
ZaYa give me the inspiration to make edits, and Vivek Sir: Well, I learn a new theory of life from him everyday. The whole thing about Beintehaa, from its storyline to the chemistry and the flawless performances of the actors- EVERY SINGLE THING gives me a new reason to smile. As so as the episode ends, the sequence follows: Open DTH. Download Episode. Wait for Download to finish. Take Screenshots. Make Edits. Yes. This has been my routine since the last three months. During this course, I have made many friends. And learnt the biggest theory of Love; Which is, distance can never limit the reach of love. I am here in Bangladesh, and Pree, Harsh & Vivek Sir are far away in India. But does that lessen any love that I have for them?
I still remember the day when I first talked to Vivek Sir. He called me his "Friend" not "Fan". Then I wrote an article on how some Twitter Fans have been offending the cast members, and the love I received from them, was really unbelievable! When Vivek Sir told me that it was read aloud to all of them, my heart almost jumped out of my chest.
Well, I have the closest bond with Vivek Sir. I took his interview- He ACTUALLY LET ME!! I never thought I'd get such an opportunity. And since then, every small thing that bothers me, I share it with him. I have become so close to him, I can understand his moods too.
I never asked Harsh, Pree or even Vivek Sir for a follow back. 'Cuz I know, Love cannot be measured in numbers. So what if they don't follow me? I do know we are connected by hearts, which has far stronger bond than mere virtual connection.
I love this Twitter and Indtagram madness. I love this huge BI Community on India Forums. I love it when people appreciate my edits. But not because I am involved, but only because Beintehaa is involved. I don't know about the upcoming tracks. I don't want to know either. I just want to Live and Love Beintehaa the way I do. Don't know what an addiction is, but if it is the way I feel about Beintehaa, then I'll say I am ADDICTED TO IT.
Even during my exams, when tension is rising all around me, my mind loses itself into the warm hugs of ZaYa. The cute Replies of Namrata Ma'am n Vivek Sir. The sarcastic play of tweets. I cry after every sad scene and every fight of ZaYa. I laugh, blush and smile at every affirmative scene. I dream about meeting them and telling them aloud: Mujhe Beintehaa se BEINTEHAA mohabbat hai!
It doesn't end here. I know as soon as I post this, and tag them, they'll read it altogether. I wanna visualize that smile that'll appear on their faces...and that'll be my achievement.I don't care how many likes I'll get. I just hope it reaches them.
With the best of regards from the bottom of my heart, where you all live,
I LOVE YOU!
Thank You for the miracle and the little infinity.
Your Humblest Admirer,
Nahian Jamal
___________
ZaYa Paradise Official
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