Hey guys, I am posting one short OS here as you guys liked my previous work -
TWINJ OS - A BET TO REMEMBER - LINK
Hope so it's not that bad.
Ignore mistakes, if any.
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Sorry if it's not worth reading.
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PEHLI MOHABBAT
"Dad, what is love?" Ansh questioned Kunj about his curiosity about love. Kunj who was engrossed in reading newspaper started coughing a little hearing his five year old son's question. His eyes popped out at his little one's talking about love. Keeping newspaper aside, he walked towards Ansh and sat beside him on couch where Ansh sitting staring him with his innocent eyes filled with the new curiosity.
"May I know Mr Ansh Sarna, why are you asking about love today?? Bat kya hai???" Kunj asked Ansh raising his eyebrows at him smiling naughtily at his kid.
Ansh gave him a weird look saying, "Oh come on Dad, I am just five years old, I am too young to fall in love you know" giggling at his Dad's O - shape mouth.
"Shaitan", Kunj said while ruffling Ansh's hairs and both father son duo burst out laughing.
"Don't change the topic Dad, tell me about love" Ansh repeated his question again which Kunj had left unanswered. Kunj sighed knowing Ansh will not give up until he gets his answer.
"Love is the most beautiful and sacred emotion in the world. Love is what, the universe sticks on. Love changes people, sometimes for good and sometimes for bad. Remember one thing Ansh, love isn't about gaining or achieving, it's about giving. When you love someone, for you the person's happiness should matter more than yourself".
Kunj stopped seeing Ansh's puzzled face. He laughed a little and asked, "Jada ho gaya?". Ansh nodded his head negatively answering. Kunj wasn't surprise at Ansh. Ansh was a different kid right from his birth. He was more mature than his age and his curiosities were the proof of that.
"Dad, I have seen in movies that first love is really special. Why so? Can love happen only once?" Ansh put forth his one more query. Kunj shook his head. "Pehle to tum movies dekhna band karo, samjhe?" he said while narrowing his eyes at Ansh faking anger at him.
"Love is love, doesn't matter if it's the first love or second. Well, but first love IS special", Kunj said emphasising on the word IS. Kunj smiled remembering something.
"Dad, tell me about your first love? " Ansh asked him noticing the lost smiling Kunj. Kunj's lips were still curved into beautiful smile.
Kunj answered him, "Wait I will show you. I had composed one song for my first love in my college days." He took out a photo from his wallet smiling widely seeing the person in the photo. Getting up from his place, he walked towards the table and picked up the guitar and started singing by keeping the photo in front of him on the table.
Na.re.. na..re na.re na re na na na
Na re na...
His fingers started playing the guitar strings. His face was reflecting the delight as his son today refreshed his memories.
Mera Din Bhi Tu Meri Shaam Tu
Mere Raat Ke Sapno Me Tu
Meri Aahatein Tera Naam Le
Ye Baat Tu Maan Le
Kunj was singing with closing his eyelids feeling the song from his heart. He remembered how he used to have her dreams day night and wanted to be with her only all the time.
Sau Sal Ka Mera Ek din Ho
Jisme Teri Tasweer Na Ho
Berut Si Hai Meri Ye Zindagi
Jisme Teri Khushbu Na Ho
He smiled remembering how one day used to be like a year for him when she wasn't around him. His face lit up as his mind flashed his past, of how he used to sense her presence even before his eyes could see her.
Meri Pehli Mohabbat, Pehli Mohabbat Hai Wo
Meri Pehli Mohabbat, Pehli Mohabbat, Pehli Mohabbat Hai Wo
He twirled by holding guitar with a constant smile played on his lips. He glanced at Ansh and saw him smiling. Pleasure took over him seeing his son was enjoying.
Jo Mai Kahu Sun Lo Na Tum
To Main Baar Baar Kedu
Ye Hazar Baar Kehdu
Kehta mai jau tumko
His gaze was constantly fixed at the photograph, he was singing looking at. His eyes were shining with love in them.
Meri Peli Mohabbat, Pehli Mobbat Hai Wo
Meri Peli Mohabbat, Pehli Mobbat , Pehli Mohabbat Hai Wo
His fingers stopped playing the strings as he finished the song.
He kept his guitar down after finishing the song. Ansh clapped his little hands witnessing the singing talent of his dad. He said, "Wow Dad, mujhe to pata hi nahi tha aap itna accha gaate ho, you never told me" with slight fake frown on his face about not knowing this before.
"To tumhe kya laga, tum jo ye itne talented ho ye ese hi ho, Nahi bacchu ye sab inherited hai... from your talented Dad", said Kunj trying hard not to laugh maintaining a serious face before Ansh. Ansh raised his eyebrows at Kunj giving him OHH - REALLY look and both started laughing by holding their stomach.
Controlling his laughter, Ansh said, "Dad, who was your first love?" pointing at the photo by looking at which Kunj was singing.
Before Kunj could answer anything, a voice from behind caught their attention towards it, "Your Mom".
Ansh and Kunj turned their gaze towards the door, where Twinkle was standing with her shopping bags smiling and adoring her husband and son. Ansh shifted his gaze towards Kunj raising his eyebrows at him. Kunj turned the photo towards Ansh showing him the picture. The beautiful face in the picture was of Twinkle. It was the picture of their college days.
Walking towards them, Twinkle put her bags on the couch and picked up Ansh in her arms, "Your mom was the first and the only love of your dad you naughty kid". She ruffled his hairs making Ansh frown. He said irritatingly, "Mom please, dont mess my hairs". Ansh strongly disliked if anyone touched his hairs, even if it is Twinkle. Twinkle kissed on Ansh's cheek, "Okay baba". Kunj stepped forward and put his arm around Twinkle placing a kiss on her forehead thanking her silently for giving him such a sweet family and life.
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Please don't ask... Didn't Ansh know that his dad only loves his mom😆... you know na advance generation kids.😉... and to be more specific... kids are kids😳... they can assume anything..😆
Many of you must have heard this song. This is Darshan Raval's self composed song - Pehli Mohabbat
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