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As Vibha and Parth are embraced in a heart-warming hug, Parth gently holds her and distances himself from him gradually so that he can talk to her.
Parth - Ab cake cut kar le?
Vibha - Ha
Vibha blows the candles and Parth looks at her with mesmerising eyes. The glow from the candles that have now fuzzed out, seem to emanate from his eyes as he looks at her lovingly and smiles. She closes her eyes and makes a wish, she asks for happiness to be Parth's forever, she asks for no harm to come his way, and that if his future is with her, then maybe it be a bright, shining one for him! She thinks she is always there to look after her own family, so her wish is for Laksh to always stay out of trouble, and his life to be filled with laughter, joy and lots of success. He makes a wish to be with her forever as she closes her eyes and hopes they never have to separate from one another.
She cuts a small piece of the cake and gently raises her hand to feed him, not just the sweetness of the cake itself, but the sweetness of love that she breathes every moment she spends with him. He slowly opens his mouth while staring at her and taking a bite, he then holds the very same piece and feeds her the same sugariness, the same amour, with equally measurable delight. She smiles as she shly eats her bite, thanking immensely for such a beautiful surprise that will be cherished forever.
Vibha - Parth, thank you so much, tumhari vajah se yeh saal bhi mera birthday kitna special lag raha hai!
Parth - Arey, aap thanks kyun bol rahi hai, yeh toh kuch bhi nahi hai.
Vihba - Theek hai, ab tum jao.
Parth - Happy Birthday once again.
Vihba - Thank you. Good night. Go.
Parth is feeling reluctant to leave, but he doesn't really have a choice. He slowly walks out of Vibha's room, making sure no one is watching him or following him. As he walks to his dormitory, he wonders why he couldn't tell her what he really wanted to tell her. He wanted to pour out his heart to her, but the words just didn't come out from his mouth. It was almost as if he had turned into the reserved, reticent boy once again, who couldn't express his emotions. But it wasn't just any random thought that he had wanted to express. He thinks to try again when the time is right.
The day starts off well as writes his exam papers and then sits in the library to prepare for the next exam. He is anxious to talk to Vibha, but everytime he sees her, she's either engrossed in the exam preparations, or looking after the needs of the school. He keeps looking for an opportune moment in between the exams and the classes, but the time is just never right. Thought every time he passes by her, she looks at him discretely and lets out a faint smile to acknowledge his presence and to remind herself that her heart beats for him, and just like him, it beats faster everytime she sees him look at her.
It is the final day of the exams and everyone is tensed as well as relieved. Today is when they get to celebrate the end of a hectic week, an eventful year, and also look forward to preparing for the annual day. The bell soon rings to mark the end of the final exam, and the school breaks into a lively chatter of excited students who want to eagerly celebrate the end of testing times. As everyone breaks into lively conversation, Parth just wants to find Vibha and share his excitement and feelings with her. He walks into the staff room to find a busy Vibha with her head buried in a heap of papers.
Parth - Maam, are you busy?
Vibha - (continues to mark the papers and doesn't look up at Parth, but knows its him by his voice) Ha Parth...
Parth - Maam...
Vibha - Bolo Parth.
Parth - Its okay Maam, main baad main aata hu.
Vibha - Okay.
She continues to read the scripts, but then stops and thinks to look up to explain to him that she has to check Kamini's maams papers as she's given her a deadline, but to her amazement, he's already left. She feels an iota of sadness as she thinks he came there to talk to her, but she was so busy that she couldn't even lift her head to look at him. The logical mind tells her that he is sensible and would have understood her state of mind from the looks of things, but her emotional heart tells her that he is sensitive and would have taken offence to her aloofness. Alas, there is nothing she can do but wait to find a spare moment to go find him and talk to him. Parth tries once again to talk to her in the mess, but she walks away as she has to start making a list for the annual day requirements. This doesn't not anger Parth, but he does seem to be losing his cool everytime he tries to muster up courage to say something to her and she turns away. In his mind, he knows its not intentional on her part, perhaps she is genuinely busy with the school work, but in his heart, she can surely find a moment to come talk to him. They have after all shared such special moments together and both know how they feel about one another.
The darkness is setting in, and the announcements have been made for the preparations for the annual day function events. Everyone has been assigned various roles, and the activities have been decided upon, singing, dancing, drama, sports, the students showcasing the best of their talents for the teachers and for the parents and special guests to view and applaud. Parth is walking up and down, restlessly and impatiently with his boxing gloves on. He wants to take out his anger and frustration on the bag, but he wants to be a better person remembering Vibha's words each time he comes close to punching. He finally gives in to his tormenting state of mind and lands a big punch on the bag, swinging it from one end and bouncing back towards his face, as it comes close, he holds it tightly with both his hands and stares into the blank space of the gymnasium. A longing, empty heart now seems to be filling up rapidly with rage and a whirlwinding emotion of icy coldness. He storms out of the gym to find a peaceful Vibha strolling in the corridor, looking at the stars and lost deep in thoughts. At once his mind ponders how she can be so calm when he is in such a torrid state of mind. He rushes towards her, pulls her arm and drags her to the gymnasium before she can say anything. As he shuts the door after swinging her in, Vibha realizes how rough he's being with her and speaks up.
Vibha - Parth, yeh kya kar rahe ho?
Parth comes back to hold her arms with a rather firm grip and glares into her eyes with a burning rage.
Parth - Apko pata hai, main kabse aapse baat karne ki koshish kar raha hu, aur aap ho ki har waqt mujhe tal deti ho.
Vibha - Parth, mujhe chodo!
Parth - Apko andaza bhi hai...
Vibha - Parth, you're hurting me!
Parth - Apko pata hai main kabse itna bechain feel kar raha hu...
Vibha - Parth...
She calls out his name in a soft shriek and gently places a palm on his cheek, which makes him look up at her and he sees tears in her eyes. The wet eyes are a result of him holding her too tight and not letting go, his pain and anguish is an emotion that she is overwhelmed by, without being scared of his anger and coldness towards her. He realizes he is hurting her and lets go of her and faces away. He closes his eyes in guilt and the remainder anger that is consuming him on the inside. He doesn't not want to be like this with her, but when emotions and rage take over, things spiral out of control. She takes a deep breath and moves closer towards him. Placing one hand on his shoulder, she gently touches his face with another, moving his face towards her.
Vibha - Parth, main bhi tumhe hi dhoond rahi thi... Tumne mujhe bolne ka mauka hi nahi diya...
Parth - (he is still angry, but looks at her and responds coldly) Aap kyun dhoond rahi thi?
Vibha - Parth, tumhe kya lagta hai, ki sirf tum hi mujhse pyar... (she suddenly stops herself as she realizes she's just said the word she's been thinking about day and night).
Parth - Pyar? (he wonders instantaneously, as its been the exact same word hovering over his mind as well, could it be that she's feeling the exact same thing that he is feeling?).
Vibha - Woh... (she fumbles and tells her mind to quickly say something else instead...) Woh main keh rahi thi ki main bhi...
Parth - (he leans in closer to her face, till he can feel her breath on his lips, till he can smell the fragrance of her hair, till he is so close to her that she appears blurry to him) Ha... Aap?
Just then they hear Rishabh sir, who happens to be doing the rounds, asking the peon outside if he's seen Parth as he's not in his dorm. Vibha hurriedly pulls Parth's hand and pins him against the wall, closing his mouth, so that they can't hear them or see them inside the gym. For a second Parth is quiet and serious, but then he slowly looks at her beautiful face and mesmerising eyes, and is carried away by the simplicity of her beauty, yet again. She is worried and hoping they don't come into the gym looking for him but as she sees Parth staring at her, she gets equally lost in his eyes.
Song plays in background...
Kabhee toh najar milao, kabhee toh karib aao
Jo nahee kaha hai kabhee toh samajh bhee jao
Ham bhee toh hai tumhare divane ho divane
Hamne tumko dekhte hee dil diya
Tum bhee socho tumne humse kya kiya
Tumne kya kiya, kya kiya
Meraa dil naa todo, kabhee dil se dil mila lo
Dil yeh chahe teree julfe chum lu
Sochta hu aur tumse kya kahu
Tumse kya kahu, kya kahu
Koyee faisla do, kabhee toh gale lagao
Ham bhee toh hai tumhare divane ho divane
Soon enough no one is around and they both break their eye lock as Vihba starts to speak.
Vibha - Parth, I think you should go back to your room.
She gently takes her hands off him and all he can do is gently nod and approve. She looks down and is about to walk out of the gym when he holds her hand and pulls her towards him. She places both her hands on his chest and he he caresses her hair with his fingers. As she slowly closes her eyes feeling his touch on her face, sending sweet shivers down her spine, he gently leans in for a warm, passionate hug. And as he places his arms around her delicate little waist, she spreads hers around his back and his neck and smiles. He wants to tell her something, but figures now is not the right time.
Next morning the students start preparing for the annual day events. Parth goes to the staff room to see his one and only, Vihba maam. He walks in and finds Rishabh sir who asks him if he needs anything. He nods and and says no and leaves. He walks to the library and his face lights up as he sees Vibha reading a book. He notices no one else is in the library so he sits across from her and stares at her while she keeps reading. And as she turns a page, she looks up to see Parth lost in thoughts.
Vibha - Parth?
He doesn't respond as he is lost in dreamland and her saying his name over and over is having absolutely no effect on him. She smiles, gets up and walks towards him and placing her hand on his shoulders, she shakes him. Parth fumbles as he is knocked back to his senses and sees Vibha standing right next to him with a big smile on her face.
Vibha - Kaha khoye ho Parth?
Parth - Woh, main aap hi ko dhoond raha tha.
Vihba - Bolo, main to yahi hu.
Parth - Ha, woh mujhe, woh mujhe... kaise kahu...
Vibha - Bolo Parth... Agar bologe nahi toh main kaise samjhungi?
Parth - Ha, main wohi to bol raha hu...
Vibha - Kya?
Parth - Aap mujhe...
Vibha - Ha, aap mujhe kya?
Parth - Mujhe dance seekhna hai!
Vibha - Kya? Tum aur dance? Mujhe toh laga tha ki tumhe dance pasand hi nahi hai...
Parth - Ha, main dance vance nahi kar sakta, lekin annual day event ke liye, hum sabko karna hai
Vibha - Achcha toh theek hai, group practice kab hai?
Parth - Woh do din main practice... Mujhse nahi hoga...
Vibha - Arey, kyun nahi hoga, zaroor hoga, main tumhe sikhaungi, aaj se hi!
Parth smiles and looks up at her.
Parth - Thank you!
Vibha - Hmm...
Parth leaves to practice for his boxing match, with a big grin on his face. He feels so comfortable with her, that he doesn't mind sharing with her how lame he is at dancing and how he never wants to shake a leg, be it a party, or a competition or an event. But since all students have to dance together as a final show to end the annual day celebrations, he has to learn some moves, for which he is eternally thankful to Vibha for agreeing to teach him. Parth thinks to himself 'Maine Vibha maam ko dance teach karne ke liye toh bol diya hai, lekin agar woh mujhe dekh kar hasengi toh?'
A nervous Parth enters the dance room in the evening and Vibha is ready for him.
Vibha - Parth, tum aa gaye. Brilliant. Maine song bhi dhoond liya hai. Tum log couple dance kar rahe ho na?
Parth - Couple dance?
Vibha - Ha, tum dance briefing main nahi gaye?
Parth - No Maam!
Vibha - Achcha koi baat nahi, pehle slow dance se shuru karenge, main tumhe basics sikhaungi. Phir different steps, phir baki tum students ke saath seekh lena
Parth - Couple dance, really?
Vibha - Parth, tum abhi bhi wahi khade ho, yaha aao...
Parth's mind ponders around the same two pair of words 'Couple dance', but how can he do a dance with another girl when his eyes only long for one? His heart only beats for the one! His breath only keeps going for the one! No, he just won't do it.
Parth - Nahi, mujhse nahi hoga yeh dance wance.
Vibha - Arey, Parth, yeh kya bol rahe ho?
Parth - No Maam, I can't do it.
Vibha - Parth, ruko to...
Parth - No, main nahi kar sakta bas!
Vibha - Tumhari yahi problem hai, ek bar keh diya bas to bas! Yeh kya baat hui!
Parth - Aap kuch bhi nahi samajhte ho.
Vibha - Kya? Main nahi samajhti? Ki tum nahi samajh rahe ho!
Parth - Aapne jan ne ki koshi kari ki main kyun nahi dance karna chahta?
Vibha - Ha, kyunki you can't dance, you told me yourself.
Parth - No, main kisi aur ke saath dance nahi kar sakta...
Vibha stops talking and looks at him. The fresh air from the dance room window blows her long silken locks onto his face and he is mesmerised once again. She looks at him with pure love and adoration as she realizes that he only wants to dance with her. This sweet thought is making her giddy but she has to stop herself from getting carried away in the romantic thoughts and try to convince him to learn so that he can join the others in the dance practice the next day. She puts her hand on his shoulder and another on his face.
Vibha - Parth, main janti hu ki yeh tumhare liye ajeeb hai, but trust me, it will be fine.
Parth - Main kaise...
Vibha - Tum mujh pe bharosa karte ho na...
Parth - Ha...
Vibha - Toh phir bas...
She puts his hand on her waist and slides the other one to her shoulders. Then she holds him in a similar fashion and says...
Vibha - Aise pakdo, aur ab watch the steps... one... (moves back) two (moves forward)
Parth thinks he's seen people doing this and it looks so much simpler than it actually is, to get the steps in perfect unison is not very straightforward to him. Yet he tries upon Vibha's insistence. And after a few tries, they move in perfect harmony, one, two, one two, forward together, backward together!
Vibha - Brilliant! Dekha, kitni jaldi seekh rahe ho... Ab music ke saath karte hain.
She goes to turn the music on. Song plays...
Saanson Ko Saanson Mein Dhalne Do Zara
Dheemi Si Dhadkan Ko Badne Do Zara
Lamhon Ki Guzarish Hai Ye, Paas Aa Jayein
Hum, Hum Tum, Tum,Hum Tum
Aankhon Mein Humko Utarne Do Zara
Baanhon Mein Humko Pighalne Do Zara
Lamhon Ki Guzarish Hai...Hum Tum
Salvatein Kahin, Karvatein Kahin
Phail Jaaye Kajal Bhi Tera
Nazron Mein Ho Guzarta Hua Khwabon Ka Koi Kafila
Jismon Ko Ruhoon Ko Jalne Do Zara
Sharm-O-Haya Ko Machalne Do Zara
Lamhon Ki Guzaarish Hai Ye...Hum Tum
Chu Lo Badan Magar Is Tarah, Jaise Surila Saaz Ho
Andhere Chupe Teri Zulf Mein, Kholo Ke Raat Aazaad Ho
Aanchal Ko Seene Se Dhalne Do Zara
Shabnam Ki Boondein Phisalne Do Zara
Lamhon Ki Guzaarish Hai Ye...Hum Tum
And as the song keeps playing, they get lost in one another as she teaches him how to hold her hand as she twirls under his palm and then he pulls her and she falls in his arms. Vibha then breaks the eye lock and says...
Vibha - Parth...
Parth snaps out of his daze and says...
Parth - Main... yeh sab... kisi aur ke saath!
Vibha - Parth, its okay. Sirf dance hi to hai, try to enjoy it...
Parth - Enjoy! Main enjoy karne ke liye nahi kar raha hu yeh!
Vibha - Achcha theek hai! Toh ek aur bar practice nahi karni hai...
Parth thinks he likes being close to Vibha, and so what if he has to use dancing as a medium for physical proximity with her. He may not like the art of shaking his hands and legs to a tune, but he sure does want to be as close to her as possible, he loves the way her touch feels on his skin, he loves the way her breath feels on his face, he loves the way she looks at him with enchanting eyes as she moves gracefully to the melodious tune. He immediately quips...
Parth - Nahi, apke saath, ek bar hi kyun, erm... practice karte hai na... Rewind music?
Vibha smiles at him as she likes his positive response, even though she knows he still doesn't like dancing and just wants to rehearse with her, but that is okay with her too, as she equally wants to be in his arms, be in his thoughts! They keep dancing away to their hearts content and soon Parth forgets how much he dislikes dancing, as his feet magically take him in sync with Vibha's around the dance room, like a perfect Cinderella's fairytale ballroom dance!
(end of this part, hope you guys liked it!!)
Edited by rosabelle - 10 years ago