Shot#1 Punjabis and Celebrations go hand in hand. It would not be wrong to say that Punajbis just need an excuse and they go all 'Bhangda Paa Le'.
And when it comes to occasions like Engagements and Weddings you just can't stop yourself from shaking your legs to their tunes.
Ishita had heard a lot about Punjabi weddings and celebrations. She always wished to be a part of it and see if all that her Punjabi friend Simmi had told about Punjabiyaan di shaan was for real or not.
Now that her very friend Simmi was getting engaged, Ishita was all excited to witness the celebration in Punjabi Style.
The engagement was to take place in the evening, yet the celebrations had already begun in the Bhalla Mansion.
All close relatives and friends had gathered around Simmi in the living room.
Ladies played the dholak and sang the traditional songs making all the close relatives of the bride-to-be dance to their tunes.
"Saat (60) Baras Ki
Umar Hai Phir Bhi
Lagta Woh Shehzaada
Ke Naubat Dol Baje
Jab Nache Kudi Da Baba" they sang.
Mr.Bhalla came in the centre and did Balle Balle and everyone began to hoot.
"Oh Mehfil Taa Sajdi
Je Nache Kudi Da Baba
Oh Mehfil Taa Sajdi" the ladies cheered him up.
"Jhoom Rahein Hain
Dharti Ambar
Jhoom Rahi Duniya
Ke Naubat Dol Baje
Jab Nache Kudi Di Maa" the ladies sang next inviting Toshiji to dance.
"Oye hoye hoye hoye hurrr" Toshiji the lady full of life came cheering herself.
Everyone whistled and clapped as she danced like there was no tomorrow.
"Taali Taa Vajdi
Je Nache Kudi Di Maa
Ke Taali Taa Vajdi" the ladies appreciated her dance.
Raman who had been very busy looking into the arrangements for the evening, tired and grumpy entered the house amidst loud sound and chaos. His already throbbing head got worse.
It was clearly written on his face that he is not going to be a part of this celebration going on at his place. He began taking long quick strides to his room to take a warm shower in order to wear off his tiredness.
The dholak ladies were quick enough to spot him and began singing
"Ghar Aangan Ve Kone Kone
Goonj Uthi Shehnayi
Ke Naubat Dol Baje
Jab Nache Kudi Da Bhai"
Raman did not pay heed to them and resumed his walk to his room.
"Oye Raman. Tu kitthe jaa raha hai. Teri baari hai naachne ki" one of their relatives screamed.
"Aap log please continue kijiye. Mujhe fresh hona hai" he said hiding his irritation behind a calm tone.
"Baad me fresh ho lena. Itni kya jaldi hai? Aaj teri behen ki sagaayi hai. Chal bhangda paa le" Another relative held his hand and dragged him.
Aaj Hai Sagayi Sun Ladki Ke Bhai
Zara Naachke Humko Dikha
"Aap ko ek baar me samajh nahi aata? Aap log enjoy kijiye. Mujhe baksh dijiye" he said a bit irritated removing his hand from the man's hold.
"Ye kya gal hui Toshi? Hum kya yahan apni beizzati karwane aaye the" the man began to create an unnecessary scene.
"Arey nahi Bhai Saheb. Aisi baat nahi hai. Woh zara thaka hua hai na bas isliye aise keh raha hai. Use bas fresh ho lene dijiye, phir woh bhi hamare sath naachega" Toshiji attempted to take hold of the situation.
Raman was already on the staircase that led to his room completely ignoring what transpired behind his back.
The celebrations continued downstairs after Mr.Bhalla and Toshiji apologised on behalf of Raman. Worry was etched on the face of her parents and Simmi became unhappy that her parents had to apologise for no reason. Ishita noticed that and tried to cheer her up.
"Bina baat ke manhoosiyat phailaani hai in sabko. Mumma Papa se maafi mangwayi meri sagayi wale din. Subah subah hi unka mood kharab kar diya" Simmi expressed her displeasure.
"It's alright Simmi. Tu apna mood mat kharab kar" Ishita comforted her.
"Aur bhai ka kya jaata agar woh naach lete toh. Bas do haath hi toh hilani thi. Par nahi...unhe toh sirf apni padi hai" Simmi's anger was all directed towards her brother now.
"Simmi tu bekar me gussa kar rahi hai. Tere bhai teri sagayi ke tayyariyon me hi toh lage hue hain. Aur tu dekhna aaj rath ko sabse zyada tere bhai hi naachenge" Ishita said cheering her up.
"I agree ke woh mere liye hi bhaag doud kar rahe hain. But I also know ke woh nahi naachenge. Aur wo nachein na nachein, kisko padi hai. Mood ki band toh baja di na sabne milke abhi" Simmi was still grumpy.
"Aise bade bade functions me aisi choti choti baatein hoti rehti hain Senorita" Ishita said in SRK style and Simmi could not help but chuckle.
------- By the time Raman freshened up and came down, the relatives had dispersed and now the living room had transformed into a dance rehearsal hall.
A choreographer friend of Simmi was training her female cousins and friends for a dance number they had planned on performing tonight.
Raman realised that he was not going to find the house silent and peaceful today. He decided to go out and make some calls that were due.
"Raman bhai! Aap kahan jaa rahe ho?" One of their cousins spotted him.
Simmi had a frown on her face now, Ishita noticed.
"Mujhe kuch kaam hai" he said beginning to walk away.
"Kaam toh aap hamesha karte ho. Aaj hamare sath thoda time spend kijiye...Ramanjeee" a friend of Simmi who always had the hots for him, spoke flirtatiously.
"Let me go" Raman gritted his teeth in annoyance.
"Aise nahi jaane denge hum aapko. Aapki dance abhi baaki hai. Tab toh aap fresh hone ka bahana karke nikal gaye. Ab kahan jaaoge humse bachke" his cousins gathered around trapping him between them.
"Ye kya bachpana hai?" He asked.
"Bachpana nahi ye toh riwaj hai. Ladki ke bhai jo ho, aapko toh naachke dikhana hi padega" they said.
Aaj Hai Sagayi Sun Ladki Ke Bhai
Zara Naachke Humko Dikha
"Hato mere raste se. Mai is circus ka hissa nahi bannewala" he scoffed making way through them.
"Mujhe pata tha woh nahi naachenge. Bas mera mood hi kharab karna hai" Simmi mumbled to herself and walked away.
Ishita heard that and she could not see her friend being upset on such an important day of her life.
"Simmi tu ne toh kaha tha ke Punjabi mard kabhi bhi kahin bhi bhangda kar lete hain. Par yahan toh Punjabi mard ladkiyon ki tarah moo chupa ke bhaag rahe hain" Ishita said aloud mentally poking Raman.
Kudi Ki Tarah Na Sharma
Kudi Ki Tarah Na Sharma
Knowing more or less about Raman's nature through Simmi, Ishita could predict that this trick would work on him.
"Hey you! Punjabi mard ko lalkaarna matlab khatra. So just stay back. Do you get that!?" Raman snapped at her.
"Punjabi mard agar Khatra hain, toh Madrasi girls are Khatron ke khiladi. Do YOU get that!?" Ishita snapped back at him.
"Oh hello! Ye colours ka show nahi hai jo hafte me do baar aata hai. Aur mai Fear Factor se bhi zyada khatarnak hoon. Isliye mujhse panga mat lena. I am warning you!" Raman warned her to get back.
"And I am CHALLENGING you. Aaj rath naachke dikhao, phir decide karungi ke tum Fearless Factor ho ya Fearful Factor" Ishita challenged him.
"Mujhe challenge mat karo. Haar jaaogi" he countered.
"Uska faisla toh aaj rath hi hoga. Filhaal...wo kya kehte hain punjabi me... Tu meri gal maan jaa" Ishita applied her limited punjabi vocabulary to challenge a Punjabi guy.
Tu Meri Gal Maan Jaa
Haaye...Tu Meri Gal Maan Jaa
"I am not interested" he said carelessly.
"Lagta hai Fearful Factor...oops...Fear lesss Factor darr gaya. Ya phir aapko naachna nahi aata Mr. Junior Bhalla" Ishita mocked.
"1# Mai kisise nahi darta, duniya mujhse darti hai. And 2# Mai jab naachta hoon, tab duniya mere saath naachti hai" He said in attitude.
"Yahi toh mujhe samajh nahi araha ke duniya ko apne isharon pe nachane wale aur sabko darane wale aap, aaj khud naachne se kyun dar rahe hain?" Ishita acted all innocent. She was hell bent on making him dance tonight just to bring back the smile on her friend's face.
"Maine kab kaha ke mai nahi naach raha. Mai toh aaj rath aise naachunga ke sab mere sath naachne lag jaayenge" Raman took a complete u-turn from his earlier statement all of a sudden surprising everyone.
Sab Ko Nachaaun
Nach Nach Ke Dikhaaun
Simmi's jaw dropped in surprise. She could not believe that her brother who hated dance and dancing had agreed to dance tonight.
Ishita had a huge smile of achievement on her face as she closed Simmi's mouth and did a victory dance.
"Lekin" Raman's voice brought a halt to Ishita's celebrations.
"Meri ek shart hai" he said.
"Kaisi shart?" Asked Simmi.
"Tumhari is Madrasi dost ko mere sath dance karna padega" Raman's statement astonished everyone.
"Mai...dance...kaise..." Ishita was startled.
In a quick movement he pulled her by her hands, placed them on his shoulders, held her by her waist and said "Aise...Baahon me baahein daalke, Ankhon se ankhein milake" He swayed as he stared into her beautiful eyes.
Aa Mujhko Gale Se Laga
Munde Se Zara Aankh Lada
Munde Se Zara Aankh Lada
Ishita stared into his eyes bewildered. Everything happened too quick for her to respond.
His wink and a slight press on her waist made her realise the proximity she shared with him.
She quickly got out of his hold and composing herself snapped "Ye kya mazaak hai?"
"Ye mazaak nahi hai. I am serious" he put on a serious face.
"Whatever! Mujhse door raho. I am warning you" she warned.
"And I am CHALLENGING you. Woh kya kehte hain Punjabi me...Tu meri gal maan jaa" Raman challenged her back imitating the style and tone she had challenged him in.
Tu Meri Gal Maan Jaa
Haaye...Tu Meri Gal Maan Jaa
Ishita now realised that he was on a revenge mode. But she was confident and smart enough to tackle him.
"Your bad luck Mr.Bhalla! Woh kya hai na ke mera ek resolution hai ke if I dance with a guy, he will either be my fiance or my husband. Aur unfortunately aap in donon category me nahi aate. Very sorry about it" she faked a sorry face and smartly escaped the challenge.
"Oh yeh baat hai! Toh ab kya kar sakte hain" Raman seemed upset and after a little thought added "I don't have a choice, sooo I am ready"
"Ready...for what?" Ishita was confused.
"To be your husband" he said calmly.
"What???? How???? I mean why????" Ishita blabbered flabbergasted.
"Tum hi ne toh kaha tha ke tum apne husband ya fiance ke sath hi dance karogi. Aur mai tumhare bina naachne wala nahi hoon toh isiliye I don't have a choice but marry you" he explained with a glint of mischief.
"Aise kaise...I mean...ye...aaa" Ishita could not frame a proper sentence.
"Calm down baba. I know tum yahi chinta kar rahi hogi ke itni jaldi kaise ho paayega hai na. It's very simple. Abhi hum sagayi karlenge. Sagayi keliye kya chahye hota hai...Bas do rings na. Woh toh hain hi hamare paas. And ab Simmi ki shadi ho hi rahi hai, lage haathon hum bhi shadi karlete hain. Ek sehra extra order karna padega. Baraat ki toh tension hai hi nahi. As you said hum punjabiyon ko toh bas naachne ka bahaana chahye. Rishtedaar to aaye hi hain Simmi keliye. Unhe hi baraati bana lenge. Bas...Problem solve" he narrated the plan.
Sar Pe Sajaa Ke Sehra
Baaraat Leke Aaaun
Ishita stared at him with wide mouth.
"Kya hua? Abhi bhi problem hai? Oh haan...mai samajh gaya. Tum apne jode ke bare me soch rahi ho naa. Simmi ke designer se bolke tumhare liye bhi Dulhan ka joda banwadenge. Bas mera ek hi shart hai. Mai chahta hoon ke tumhari bidaayi authentic tareeqe se Doli me bithakar ho. Theek hai na?" Raman continued.
Dulhan Tujhe Bana Ke
Doli Me Leke Jaaun
"Woahhh" his cousins cheered making him go tall with pride.
Oh Shaava Oh Shaava
Oh Shaava Oh Shaava
"Aap sirf ek dance karne ke khatir ye sab karna chahte ho?" Ishita asked smelling mischief.
"Dance karne ke khatir kahan...Mai toh dance karne se bachne ke khatir kar raha hoon ye sab" he whispered under his breath.
Ishita happened to hear a few words like Dance...Kahan...Bachne... and she was quick to grasp what he was planning.
"For your kind information Mr.Bhalla, jitni bholi mai dikhti hoon utni hoon nahi. Toh is galatfehmi me mat rehna ke mai aapki ye chaal nahi samajh rahi. And...as far as marriage is concerned...you will be the last person on Earth I would ever want to marry. So stop trying on me please" Ishita replied with a smirk.
Bholi Samajh Ke Mujhpe
Na Daal Aise Daane
Shaadi Nahin Karoongi
Jaa Maan Jaa Deewane
"Well done Ishu! That's like our Madrasi sherni" Simmi patted Ishita's back taking her friends side instead of her brother's.
Oh Shaava Oh Shaava
Oh Shaava Oh Shaava
"Kya hua Mr.Bhalla? Ab aapki bolti kyun band hai?" Ishita mocked as he was amused by her reply.
As if on cue, his phone rang and he escaped the scene.
"Bhai ka chehra dekhne layaq tha" Simmi laughed and gave a high-five to Ishita.
"Subah jo mood kharab hua tha uski full-on bharpaayi kara di tune"
Ishita was glad that finally her friend was happy and that's all she had wanted to do after all.
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Edited by maanvir - 9 years ago
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