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It's June 19th again...a day that made the night magic for two characters of the TV that became adoration of many a fan. I would like this part to be dedicated to the FF writers on the IF forum that gave us stories to read, inspired us to write and to create virtual friendship. Though some of us may have drifted apart...they still are with us. To Jayati...may you one day get to share your stories with the world...than just the few of us on the forum.
June 19th - Tu Mile Dil Khile
"Rano!"
Rano turned around and looked with surprise at her brother-in-law. She was here to meet Sahil, his nephew.
"Jiju...what are you doing here?" she asked as she got over the surprise. She hugged him, expressing that she was happy to see him.
"How are you? And your...di?" he asked quietly, his eyes glowing warmly at the mention of her sister.
"Fine...jiju...really fine. She is happy in her own way." Rano answered with a smile on her face. "I hope you will go and see her."
Jai nodded, "I plan too...Sahil should be here soon. He just said he had something to do first."
An awkward silence fell as both tried to figure out what to say next. Before either could utter another word, their silence was interrupted by Saahil, "Rano…" He seemed out of breath as his chest heaved in and out. Saahil thrust a large bunch of colourufl boquet in Rano's face. "For you…man it is so hard to find flowers. I hope you like them…"
Jai had an amused look on his face, while Rano blushed. "Thanks…Saahil…they are…lovely."
"Phew…I need a cold drink now. Mamaji…care to join us for drinks?" Saahil asked having recovered from shortness of breath.
"No…you two go ahead. I think I will go out…Rano…I hope I get to see you again." Jai said. Saahil casually put his around Rani, Rano tried to shrug it off, "Sure Jiju…you will come for lunch tomorrow…with Saahil…di would like that." She added.
"Sure…Saahil…behave." Jai gave a threatening look to Saahil.
Saahil dropped his arm from around Rano and impishly nodded his head, "Err…yes mamaji."
Rano sighed as Jai walked away. "I hope he tries to patch with di…they are both miserable without each other."
Saahil grinned, "I couldn't agree with you more…he is back to his khadoos way at the office. Everyone jumps when he is around." Rano jabbed Saahil in the chest, "I hope you are working and not fooling around Saahil…I didn't give up everything for nothing. I was hoping that you would prove to jiju…that you are mature and capable of getting married."
"Married…whoa Rano…are you proposing?" Saahil said, his cheeks growing bright red.
"I am proposing until I am sure you are ready for marriage Saahil. Its not a game…and you have your mamaji and my sister as a real life example."
Saahil face drooped, "Yeah…and you think maa…stops even for one day without making a dig about it."
Rano felt sorry, having lived few months in that house…she had seen first hand Jigyasa's meanness to everyone in that house except her older son Ranveer. She took hold of his hand squeezed it, "Don't think about Saahil…you know its just words. Come lets sit down."
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Bavari piya ki
I am crazy for my beloved
Bavari piya ki
Ooo bavari piya ki
Kase kahe jake peer jiyaki
how do I say to him the pain of my heart
Bavari piya ki
Piyu rang man ki chunar rangai
I am coloured in colour of my darling
Piyu rang man ki chunar rangai
Piyu piyu ratha ke piyu main samai
uttering his name I am submerged in him
Ban gaye chhaya
I have become shadow
Ban gaye chhaya
Chhal baliya ki
even the harsh skin of some tree (talking of her erratic beloved)
Bavari piya ki
Bavari piya ki
Itha utha dekhe panth nihare
I see here and there, waiting for him
Itha utha dekhe panth nihare
Har din palchhin naam pukare..
every day, every moment my eyes call out to him
Sud nahin bisare
there is no news
Sud nahin bisare
Man basiya ki
of the one who occupies my heart
Bavari piya ki
Bavari piya ki
Kase kahe jake peer jiyaki
Bavari piya ki
Bani bend over the crib, cooing at the baby gurgling up at her. "My little angel is up. Hope you had sweet dreams Krishu…of papa of course."
Krishna was two months old, small and dainty just like her mother. At the moment there was nothing much to remind anyone of her father…Jai Walia. She was the only reminder of her estranged husband…of that one night when she had surrendered to him in a moment of weakness…wanting desperately for him to acknowledge that she did mean something to him…to be loved as only two people in love would experience…the oneness that would wipe out everything between them…the silence, the bitterness and the loneliness.
Bani had lived the rest of the day with memory of that one night and now she felt complete in a sense that she had his child to love, to that child she would give all the love she had in her heart.
The baby gurgled and tried to latch on to Bani's finger. Bani smiled, "Someone is hungry…" She lifted the baby and rocked it, feeling it nuzzle into her breast. With a soft laughter Bani sat down on the bed and moved the pallu of her sari away…to feed the baby.
XXXXX
The black Mercedes came to halt in front of the house…no longer was it the dilapidated cottage, but a grand mansion, few of the envious property in Mt Abu. The gardens were full of flowers and trees. As he stood looking through the iron gates…he was glad…that he had changed his mind and not built the casino and hotel as he had planned to get revenge from the Dixit girls…what an unforgivable thing that would have been. Jai pushed at the gates and it opened easily and stepped for the first time on the property…the house that had become a sanctuary for his wife and child…yes he knew he had a child…and that she had named him after his mother.
It had been painful to stay away from her. He had wanted to come running after her, but was stopped by his masi, who had discovered the truth about his marriage, the deception he had forced Bani to put up just to fool masi had really upset and masi had taken Bani's side and told him in no uncertain terms to leave Bani alone. There had been only one person who had been happy in that house…his sister Jigyasa who gloated at finally having her wish come true…the girls she hated so much Bani and Rano had left the mansion…his brother and taken away the risk of her older son Ranveer from being disinherited…the company, the wealth, the house would now be safe for Ranveer.
Jai had literally become blind to whatever happened around him at home or outside the company…the only thing that occupied his attention was his business and Bani. He had used Rano as a way to keep himself informed of what was happening. Yet the news did not bridge the loneliness or make the heartache any less. The fact that he could be there to share the joy of her carrying his child, touch or feel the womb that contained the life that had been created that one night…the one night when he too had let go of his emotions and showed her how much he loved her.
Standing at the door now, a shiver ran through him. The fear of being unwelcome…of rejection ran through him. The nausea welled up…what if he had to walk away without seeing his Krishna…would he be able to do that. At this moment he wanted nothing more than to hold them both in his arms…to kiss their faces, to tell them he loved them. He wanted to get lost in those beautiful brown eyes that had showed him thousands of promises…promises that never got a chance of being fulfilled. In her eyes, he learnt what unconditional love was…what faith in God and the ones you loved was…the selfless passion to do anything for others happiness.
maula mere, maula mere maula mere, maula mere - 4
aankhein teri - 2, kitni haseen
ki inkaa aashiq, mein ban gayaa hoon
mujhako basaa le, iname tu
(ishq hai
maula mere, maula mere maula mere, maula mere - 2) - 3
ki inakaa aashiq, mein ban gayaa hoon
mujhako basaa le, iname tu
mujhase yeh har ghadi, meraa dil kahe
tum hi ho usaki aarzoo
mujhase yeh har ghadi, mere lab kahe
teri hi ho sab guftagoo
baatein teri itni haseen, main yaad inko jab kartaa hoon
phoolon si aaye, khushaboo
rakh loon chhupaa ke main kahin tujhako
saayaa bhi teraa naa main doon
rakh loon banaa ke kahin ghar, main tujhe
saath tere, main hi rahoon
julfen teri, itni ghani
dekh ke inako, yeh sochataa hoon
saaye me, inake main jiyoon
(ishq hai
maula mere, maula mere maula mere, maula mere - 2) - 3
(meraa dil yahi bolaa, meraa dil yahi bolaa,
yaara raaj yeh usane hai mujh par kholaa
ki hai ishq mohabbat, jiske dil mein
usko pasand karta hai maulaa) - 3
The key turned in the lock and he pushed open the door. It was eerily quiet. The glow of lamp in the corner showed the space was empty. He slipped out his shoes, the stone floor felt cold under his feet. With soft steps he made his way further into the house. His steps stilled as he heard a sound of soft singing…a lullaby…some memories returned from his childhood…the sound of his mother singing. His heart bubbled with unstoppable joy,
"chandamama dur ke, puye pakaayen boor ke
aap khaayen thaali mein, munne ko de pyaali mein
pyaali gayi toot munna gaya rooth
laayenge nayi pyaaliya baja baja ke taaliyaan
munne ko manaayenge ham doodh malaayi khaayenge,
chandamama ...
"
Now his feet did not want to stay rooted, they almost ran...to where the singing came from. The eagerness…the craving of seeing them overtook his mind and he ran into the room, in front of his wife who was cradling his daughter.
"Jai…" the whisper floated at him.
The gurgling of the child followed…oh how sweet it sounded…the innocent sound of a baby. It made his heart sing…his eyes cloud with tears and his mind to go blank.
Her hand on his arm brought back to sense. Her beautiful brown eyes were smiling at him…they did not tell him she was unhappy to see him…no he saw warmth of love in them. "Jai…you came." She whispered softly.
He put his hand on top of hers, "Yes…I had to come. I couldn't keep away. Just once…just once I wanted to see you…see our Krishna."
A look of surprise crossed her mind. How did he know? Then a flash of something…of course Rano. Rano who had dropped out of college and followed her.
Jai looked down and stared at two twinkling soft brown eyes…just like the mothers staring back at him. The tiny pink lips puckered into smile…he smiled…his hands reached out to touch the face. Instead he found the baby being placed into his arms, Bani arms pressing his arms close his body so that the baby rested in a crook of his arm, close to his chest. "Krishna…our Krishna." A teardrop rolled down from his eyes and fell on Bani's arm. She gazed up at him and then with the pallu of her sari wiped the wetness around his eyes.
"Don't cry…please…she is yours…she will always be yours."
He shook his head negatively, "No…she is ours Bani. Without you…she would not be here…you have given me so much…I love you Bani…I will always love you." The tears now rolled down his cheek profusely and some fell on her arms. Tightness grew in Bani's chest, her head fell on his amr and overcome by his declaration she too cried softly.
Tu Mile Dil Khile Aur Jeene Ko Kya Chaahiye
Na Ho Tu Udaas Tere Paas Paas Main Rahunga Zindagi Bhar
Saare Sansaar Ka Pyar Maine Tujhi Mein Paya
Tu Mile Dil Khile Aur Jeene Ko Kya Chaahiye
Chanda Tujhe Dekhane Ko Nikala Karta Hai
Aaina Bhi O ... Deedar Ko Tarasa Karta Hai
Itni Hasin Koi Nahin
Husn Dono Jahan Ka Ek Tujhme Simat Ke Aaya
Tu Mile Dil Khile Aur Jeene Ko Kya Chaahiye
Darling, Every Breath You Take, Every Move You Make,
I Will Be There.
What Will I Do Without You, I Want To Love You
Forever And Ever And Ever.
Pyar Kabhi Marta Nahin Ham Tum Marte Hain
Hote Hain Woh Log Amar Pyar Jo Karte Hain
Jitni Adaa Utani Vafa
Ik Nazar Pyar Se Dekh Lo Phir Se Zinda Karado
Tu Mile Dil Khile Aur Jeene Ko Kya Chaahiye
Na Ho Tu Udas Tere Pas Pas Main Rahunga Zindagi Bhar
Sare Sansar Ka Pyar Maine Tujhi Men Paya
Tu Mile Dil Khile Aur Jeene Ko Kya Chaahiye
Gham Hai Kise Ho Sara Jahaan Chahe Dushmana Ho
Kya Chahiye Haathon Mein Jo Tera Daman Ho
Tu Hai Jahan Manzil Wahaan
Dhadakano Ki Tarah Apane Dil Men Mujhko Chhupa Lo
Tu Mile Dil Khile Aur Jeene Ko Kya Chaahiye
Soft glow of the moon filtered into the dark room and onto the two people who lay in each others arms wide awake. There were no hushed whispers just the breaths mingling as they gazed at each others. Words were not needed between them…their eyes spoke what their hearts felt. Love did not need to be vocalized…for them it flowed from each other to blanket them with it. The physical need was not necessary when the emotional need was filled with just one brush of the hand or the light touch of the lips. The one night that had united them forever could never be repeated again for that bond had never broke…could never be broken…would be eternal for them…to bring them together over and over again in the cycle of life and death.
THE END
June 19th - Tu Mile Dil Khile
"Rano!"
Rano turned around and looked with surprise at her brother-in-law. She was here to meet Sahil, his nephew.
"Jiju...what are you doing here?" she asked as she got over the surprise. She hugged him, expressing that she was happy to see him.
"How are you? And your...di?" he asked quietly, his eyes glowing warmly at the mention of her sister.
"Fine...jiju...really fine. She is happy in her own way." Rano answered with a smile on her face. "I hope you will go and see her."
Jai nodded, "I plan too...Sahil should be here soon. He just said he had something to do first."
An awkward silence fell as both tried to figure out what to say next. Before either could utter another word, their silence was interrupted by Saahil, "Rano…" He seemed out of breath as his chest heaved in and out. Saahil thrust a large bunch of colourufl boquet in Rano's face. "For you…man it is so hard to find flowers. I hope you like them…"
Jai had an amused look on his face, while Rano blushed. "Thanks…Saahil…they are…lovely."
"Phew…I need a cold drink now. Mamaji…care to join us for drinks?" Saahil asked having recovered from shortness of breath.
"No…you two go ahead. I think I will go out…Rano…I hope I get to see you again." Jai said. Saahil casually put his around Rani, Rano tried to shrug it off, "Sure Jiju…you will come for lunch tomorrow…with Saahil…di would like that." She added.
"Sure…Saahil…behave." Jai gave a threatening look to Saahil.
Saahil dropped his arm from around Rano and impishly nodded his head, "Err…yes mamaji."
Rano sighed as Jai walked away. "I hope he tries to patch with di…they are both miserable without each other."
Saahil grinned, "I couldn't agree with you more…he is back to his khadoos way at the office. Everyone jumps when he is around." Rano jabbed Saahil in the chest, "I hope you are working and not fooling around Saahil…I didn't give up everything for nothing. I was hoping that you would prove to jiju…that you are mature and capable of getting married."
"Married…whoa Rano…are you proposing?" Saahil said, his cheeks growing bright red.
"I am proposing until I am sure you are ready for marriage Saahil. Its not a game…and you have your mamaji and my sister as a real life example."
Saahil face drooped, "Yeah…and you think maa…stops even for one day without making a dig about it."
Rano felt sorry, having lived few months in that house…she had seen first hand Jigyasa's meanness to everyone in that house except her older son Ranveer. She took hold of his hand squeezed it, "Don't think about Saahil…you know its just words. Come lets sit down."
XXXXX
Bavari piya ki
I am crazy for my beloved
Bavari piya ki
Ooo bavari piya ki
Kase kahe jake peer jiyaki
how do I say to him the pain of my heart
Bavari piya ki
Piyu rang man ki chunar rangai
I am coloured in colour of my darling
Piyu rang man ki chunar rangai
Piyu piyu ratha ke piyu main samai
uttering his name I am submerged in him
Ban gaye chhaya
I have become shadow
Ban gaye chhaya
Chhal baliya ki
even the harsh skin of some tree (talking of her erratic beloved)
Bavari piya ki
Bavari piya ki
Itha utha dekhe panth nihare
I see here and there, waiting for him
Itha utha dekhe panth nihare
Har din palchhin naam pukare..
every day, every moment my eyes call out to him
Sud nahin bisare
there is no news
Sud nahin bisare
Man basiya ki
of the one who occupies my heart
Bavari piya ki
Bavari piya ki
Kase kahe jake peer jiyaki
Bavari piya ki
Bani bend over the crib, cooing at the baby gurgling up at her. "My little angel is up. Hope you had sweet dreams Krishu…of papa of course."
Krishna was two months old, small and dainty just like her mother. At the moment there was nothing much to remind anyone of her father…Jai Walia. She was the only reminder of her estranged husband…of that one night when she had surrendered to him in a moment of weakness…wanting desperately for him to acknowledge that she did mean something to him…to be loved as only two people in love would experience…the oneness that would wipe out everything between them…the silence, the bitterness and the loneliness.
Bani had lived the rest of the day with memory of that one night and now she felt complete in a sense that she had his child to love, to that child she would give all the love she had in her heart.
The baby gurgled and tried to latch on to Bani's finger. Bani smiled, "Someone is hungry…" She lifted the baby and rocked it, feeling it nuzzle into her breast. With a soft laughter Bani sat down on the bed and moved the pallu of her sari away…to feed the baby.
XXXXX
The black Mercedes came to halt in front of the house…no longer was it the dilapidated cottage, but a grand mansion, few of the envious property in Mt Abu. The gardens were full of flowers and trees. As he stood looking through the iron gates…he was glad…that he had changed his mind and not built the casino and hotel as he had planned to get revenge from the Dixit girls…what an unforgivable thing that would have been. Jai pushed at the gates and it opened easily and stepped for the first time on the property…the house that had become a sanctuary for his wife and child…yes he knew he had a child…and that she had named him after his mother.
It had been painful to stay away from her. He had wanted to come running after her, but was stopped by his masi, who had discovered the truth about his marriage, the deception he had forced Bani to put up just to fool masi had really upset and masi had taken Bani's side and told him in no uncertain terms to leave Bani alone. There had been only one person who had been happy in that house…his sister Jigyasa who gloated at finally having her wish come true…the girls she hated so much Bani and Rano had left the mansion…his brother and taken away the risk of her older son Ranveer from being disinherited…the company, the wealth, the house would now be safe for Ranveer.
Jai had literally become blind to whatever happened around him at home or outside the company…the only thing that occupied his attention was his business and Bani. He had used Rano as a way to keep himself informed of what was happening. Yet the news did not bridge the loneliness or make the heartache any less. The fact that he could be there to share the joy of her carrying his child, touch or feel the womb that contained the life that had been created that one night…the one night when he too had let go of his emotions and showed her how much he loved her.
Standing at the door now, a shiver ran through him. The fear of being unwelcome…of rejection ran through him. The nausea welled up…what if he had to walk away without seeing his Krishna…would he be able to do that. At this moment he wanted nothing more than to hold them both in his arms…to kiss their faces, to tell them he loved them. He wanted to get lost in those beautiful brown eyes that had showed him thousands of promises…promises that never got a chance of being fulfilled. In her eyes, he learnt what unconditional love was…what faith in God and the ones you loved was…the selfless passion to do anything for others happiness.
maula mere, maula mere maula mere, maula mere - 4
aankhein teri - 2, kitni haseen
ki inkaa aashiq, mein ban gayaa hoon
mujhako basaa le, iname tu
(ishq hai
maula mere, maula mere maula mere, maula mere - 2) - 3
ki inakaa aashiq, mein ban gayaa hoon
mujhako basaa le, iname tu
mujhase yeh har ghadi, meraa dil kahe
tum hi ho usaki aarzoo
mujhase yeh har ghadi, mere lab kahe
teri hi ho sab guftagoo
baatein teri itni haseen, main yaad inko jab kartaa hoon
phoolon si aaye, khushaboo
rakh loon chhupaa ke main kahin tujhako
saayaa bhi teraa naa main doon
rakh loon banaa ke kahin ghar, main tujhe
saath tere, main hi rahoon
julfen teri, itni ghani
dekh ke inako, yeh sochataa hoon
saaye me, inake main jiyoon
(ishq hai
maula mere, maula mere maula mere, maula mere - 2) - 3
(meraa dil yahi bolaa, meraa dil yahi bolaa,
yaara raaj yeh usane hai mujh par kholaa
ki hai ishq mohabbat, jiske dil mein
usko pasand karta hai maulaa) - 3
The key turned in the lock and he pushed open the door. It was eerily quiet. The glow of lamp in the corner showed the space was empty. He slipped out his shoes, the stone floor felt cold under his feet. With soft steps he made his way further into the house. His steps stilled as he heard a sound of soft singing…a lullaby…some memories returned from his childhood…the sound of his mother singing. His heart bubbled with unstoppable joy,
"chandamama dur ke, puye pakaayen boor ke
aap khaayen thaali mein, munne ko de pyaali mein
pyaali gayi toot munna gaya rooth
laayenge nayi pyaaliya baja baja ke taaliyaan
munne ko manaayenge ham doodh malaayi khaayenge,
chandamama ...
"
Now his feet did not want to stay rooted, they almost ran...to where the singing came from. The eagerness…the craving of seeing them overtook his mind and he ran into the room, in front of his wife who was cradling his daughter.
"Jai…" the whisper floated at him.
The gurgling of the child followed…oh how sweet it sounded…the innocent sound of a baby. It made his heart sing…his eyes cloud with tears and his mind to go blank.
Her hand on his arm brought back to sense. Her beautiful brown eyes were smiling at him…they did not tell him she was unhappy to see him…no he saw warmth of love in them. "Jai…you came." She whispered softly.
He put his hand on top of hers, "Yes…I had to come. I couldn't keep away. Just once…just once I wanted to see you…see our Krishna."
A look of surprise crossed her mind. How did he know? Then a flash of something…of course Rano. Rano who had dropped out of college and followed her.
Jai looked down and stared at two twinkling soft brown eyes…just like the mothers staring back at him. The tiny pink lips puckered into smile…he smiled…his hands reached out to touch the face. Instead he found the baby being placed into his arms, Bani arms pressing his arms close his body so that the baby rested in a crook of his arm, close to his chest. "Krishna…our Krishna." A teardrop rolled down from his eyes and fell on Bani's arm. She gazed up at him and then with the pallu of her sari wiped the wetness around his eyes.
"Don't cry…please…she is yours…she will always be yours."
He shook his head negatively, "No…she is ours Bani. Without you…she would not be here…you have given me so much…I love you Bani…I will always love you." The tears now rolled down his cheek profusely and some fell on her arms. Tightness grew in Bani's chest, her head fell on his amr and overcome by his declaration she too cried softly.
Tu Mile Dil Khile Aur Jeene Ko Kya Chaahiye
Na Ho Tu Udaas Tere Paas Paas Main Rahunga Zindagi Bhar
Saare Sansaar Ka Pyar Maine Tujhi Mein Paya
Tu Mile Dil Khile Aur Jeene Ko Kya Chaahiye
Chanda Tujhe Dekhane Ko Nikala Karta Hai
Aaina Bhi O ... Deedar Ko Tarasa Karta Hai
Itni Hasin Koi Nahin
Husn Dono Jahan Ka Ek Tujhme Simat Ke Aaya
Tu Mile Dil Khile Aur Jeene Ko Kya Chaahiye
Darling, Every Breath You Take, Every Move You Make,
I Will Be There.
What Will I Do Without You, I Want To Love You
Forever And Ever And Ever.
Pyar Kabhi Marta Nahin Ham Tum Marte Hain
Hote Hain Woh Log Amar Pyar Jo Karte Hain
Jitni Adaa Utani Vafa
Ik Nazar Pyar Se Dekh Lo Phir Se Zinda Karado
Tu Mile Dil Khile Aur Jeene Ko Kya Chaahiye
Na Ho Tu Udas Tere Pas Pas Main Rahunga Zindagi Bhar
Sare Sansar Ka Pyar Maine Tujhi Men Paya
Tu Mile Dil Khile Aur Jeene Ko Kya Chaahiye
Gham Hai Kise Ho Sara Jahaan Chahe Dushmana Ho
Kya Chahiye Haathon Mein Jo Tera Daman Ho
Tu Hai Jahan Manzil Wahaan
Dhadakano Ki Tarah Apane Dil Men Mujhko Chhupa Lo
Tu Mile Dil Khile Aur Jeene Ko Kya Chaahiye
Soft glow of the moon filtered into the dark room and onto the two people who lay in each others arms wide awake. There were no hushed whispers just the breaths mingling as they gazed at each others. Words were not needed between them…their eyes spoke what their hearts felt. Love did not need to be vocalized…for them it flowed from each other to blanket them with it. The physical need was not necessary when the emotional need was filled with just one brush of the hand or the light touch of the lips. The one night that had united them forever could never be repeated again for that bond had never broke…could never be broken…would be eternal for them…to bring them together over and over again in the cycle of life and death.
THE END
Jodha Akbar
Anupamaa
