Ohk , this was a really work of fiction. I am not sure if i have ever done justice to it or not. But i tried different things for once.
Link to where it is published : http://www.india-forums.com/forum_posts.asp?TID=1278042
[Lyrics of my song which shows his kashmakash and pain......and yup....it's original...to be very specific and clear...i have written and composed and sung this song myself.....and I am whole heartedly gratified by the amount of love u showered upon me...i only thought that I could sing only film songs...but thanks for appreciating my song....it meant a lot to me....i am on the top of the world today...not with proud but with ur love...thanks again...]
Kuch dhundhali si yaadein....
Kuch dhundhali se chehre...
Kuch dhundhali si baatein....
Sunayi deti hain
Dikhayi deti hain...
Koi aaye mere sapnon mein....'
Koi rehta hai mere dil mein.
Par yeh bhi na jaanu main...
Ki woh kaun hai?
Ki kaun hai woh?
Kaun hai woh?
Kaun hai woh?
Kaun hai woh?
Kaun hai woh?
O wo ho ho ho...
Kuch kahi ankahi baatein...
Kuch jaane pehchaane chehre
Par yeh bi na main jaanu..
Ki woh kaun hai
Ki woh kaun hai?
Kabhi darr lagta hai mujhko
Kabhi sehem jaata hai yeh dil
Par jab bhi aaye woh nazar
Dhadakne lage yeh dil
Dhadakne lage yeh dil
Aakhir kyun hua hai yeh mujhko
Aakhir kya hua hai yeh mujhko
Yeh baat bhi main na jaanu..
Ki woh kaun hai
Ki woh kaun hai
La la lal lalalalalalalala
Kya naata hai mera usse
Kya vaasta hai mera usse
Kyun rehti hai mere dil mein
Na jaane kaun hai woh
Na jaane kaun hai woh
Woh hai koi mera apna
Ya hai koi begaana
Na jaane kya hai naata
Na jaane kaun hai woh?
Na jaane kaun hai woh?
Jab aati hai woh nazar...
Muskuraahatein de jaati hai
Kabhi mujhko woh rulati hai
Na jaane kaun hai woh
Kaun hai woh?
Kaun hai woh?
Kaun hai woh?
Kaun hai woh?
Kuch ajnabi ehsaas hai
Jaise woh mere paas hai
Par dekh na paaon usko
Na jaane kaun hai woh?
Na jaane kaun hai woh?
Kyun dhadkaye mere dil ko?
Uski aankhon mein main kho jaaon
Uske chehre ko na dhoondh paaon
Yeh baat bhi main na jaanu
Ki woh kaun hai?
Ki woh kaun hai?
Koi to hai mere sapno mein
Koi to hai mere dil mein
Kuch ajnabi ehsaas hai
ki woh mere paas hai
Ki woh mee paas hai
Mann karta hai lagao gale
Mann karta hai chupaaon use
Is duniya ki nazar se
Na jaane kahan hai woh?
Na jaane kahan hai woh?
Kaun hai woh?
Kaun hai woh?
Kaun hai woh?
Kaun hai woh?
Mayank thought this.......
when he woke up by a dream in is sleep...
the dream had.. disturbed his peaceful sleep......
he was a very tall.....smart.....handsome...cute... intelligent......his eyes expressing his fear right now.....his lips moving in an inaudible worry....cries.....why did he had such dreams????
Dreams which would show nothing but his relation with a girl.....sometimes only the girl.....and sometimes a horrid thing to see....who was she???
Why was she haunting him in his sleep????
Why??? Had he done anything???
Why is he so perplexed in his life about his dream????
He wiped off the sweat from his forehead and then......
He checked the time in the watch.....
"Not again.... phir se nahi....." though mayank always had this dream at this time....yet he still wasn't accustomed to it.....he still thought that why does he had these dreams after all???
Had he done anything weird????
"12.00 am.....oh no...." mayank said out the dream aloud......his confusion regarding his dream was right.....why did he had such dreams???? Out of 56 million people in India....why only he had such dreams and only at this time? What had happened at this time??
Then he pushed his covers....
and started to get ready and go to the place he always went when he had such dreams.....
dreams unclear.....faces not visible.....voices irritating him to the core.....a girl's voice calling him....
He then got up from his warm bed and washed his face......
his masculine body was very attractive.....he had sharp features......
but right now.....his eyes had some unknown fear....fear of loss......
his face had become devoid of al colours......he hadn't shaved properly....but his face was looking beautiful inspite of that too......
he had wore a black t-shirt with black lowers......
The only thing he needed at this time was to go to his secret place.....
a place where no one can actually find him.....
a place where he used to think about that dream.....
a place which soothed him.....
a place known only to him and not even to his parents....a place where he could have silence and his peace of mind.....
He opened his cupboard and took out his keys from it....
then he slowly and slowly moved towards the door to check if it was locked ...
yes it was locked.....
Then he went to his store room and then lifted up the carpet that lay behind its floor.....
There was a hole in that....
he took out his keys and then opened the lock.....
as soon as he did this....
an underground room was opened.....
he went to his secret room through the stairs that followed it.....
he went there and began scribbling some thing in his personal diary......
When he had finished it read-
" aaj maine phir se usi ajnabi ko dekha.....kaun hai woh?
Mujhe to samajh mein hi nahi aata hai ki aakhir uska mujhse kya naata hai???
Kabhi to mujhe apni lagti hai aur kabhi begaani......
aur mujhe uska chehra saaf saaf kyun nahi dikhta hai?
Mujhe sirf dikhta hai to uska aks....ek ajeeb si kashish hai usmein.....
jab bhi main usko dekhta hoon.....na jaane kyun aisa lagta hai jaise ki...
woh meri hai.....mera matlab hai....meri koi apni hai....
aur aaj maine uski cheekhen suni hain.....
aur iss baat se main behaal ho chukka hoon.....
aisa lag raha hai ki jaise woh mujhe bula rahi hai....
mujhse madad maang rahi hai...
lekin main kuch nahi kar sakta hoon....
main majboor hoon....
lekin main uski madad karne ke liye tadap raha hoon...
woh tadap na jaane kaisi hai.....
na jaane kaun hai woh.....
na jaane kyun uske dard ko main mehsos kar sakta hoon....
na jaane kyun uski hare ek tadap ko main mehsoos kar sakta hoon.....
woh meri madad chahti hai....
lekin jaise hi main uski tarah haath badhata hoon vaise hi meri aankh khul jaati hai....
aakhir kya hua tha uske baad?
Aakhir kya hai yeh raaz....
aakhir kyun mujhe yeh sab dikhte hain.....
main to itna majboor hoon ki main kisi ke saath apna dard baat bhi nahi sakta hoon....
dard bataon kaise jab mujhe khud hi nahi pata hai ki yeh dard hai kaisa????
Main to yeh bhi nahi jaanta hoon ki agar kisi ko mere sapno ke bare mein pata chalega to woh log kya sochenge?
Shayad woh mujhe pagal hi samjhenge.....
par diary....
tum to jaanti ho na ki main pagal nahi hoon.....
barson se main apne saare dekhe huye sapne tumhare andar kaid kar raha hoon.....
hafte mein kam se kam teen baar main bara baje apne sapno ke bare mein tumhe batata hoon....
is aaas mein ki shayad ek din tum hi mere sapnon ke raaz ko khol do....
kyunki main to nahi jaanta hoon ki woh kaun hai....
akhir kaun hai woh?"
Then he closed his diary......
he had named his diary as "kaun hai woh?" because he writes in it everything about his dreams....his queries regarding her....his moments spent with her in his dream.....
Then he set out to draw her portrait.....
He was very good at painting......
he could make exact pictures of the things happening with him.....
but only few knew his talent on painting........
When he finished making it......
it looked like this.......
Today he made it with red colour.....
cause today her dream had perplexed him.....
today her memories were full of pain......only pain.....
so he decided to use red colour......
All he could see her was her blurred face.....
she was standing near a candle.....
waiting for someone.....
perhaps waiting for him.......
When he had completed that......
he took few pins and then tucked it on the wall.....
along with some more pictures of her.....
pictures in same position yet different by colours.....
He made her pictures so finely that no one could say that it was a hand made piece of work......
And this was the work he did in his room......
he always made out her pictures......
wrote about his dreams in his diary....
and had hidden it from everyone....
because he did not wanted to spoil his image....
The image of mayank.....
the Mayank Sharma.....
Mayank was a very successful business tycoon......
he had a passion for music.....
Especially old songs.....
he loved to write poetries.....
he loved to enjoy his life....
he is very successful in every aspect of his life....
even at this tender age......
he knows how to deal with his life affairs.....
he got fame and fortune.....
he had everything a girl can wish for......
yet he was craving to meet the girl haunting him in his dreams.....
He had a big mansion....all of his own....in which only few people lived.....that is he and his parents along with many servants......
And no one knows about his dreams.....he had decided that he will never let anyone go so close to him to know about his dreams.....or he thought so......
On the other side of the city of Mumbai.....a girl too woke up on seeing a terrible dream...
"NAHiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii" she said and woke up.....
Her face was wet with perspiration.....her forehead was covered with her hairs.....tension was clearly visible on her face.....she was extremely scared of something....something that horrified her....
What could be that? Why was she terrified????
Suddenly a girl in blue pajamas came to console her........she turned on the lights and gave her water.....she looked angelic....
"kya hua? Nupur tune phir se wahi sapna dekha kya?" she said......
"haan Gunjan.....phir se....kyun mujhe yeh sapne aate hain? Aakhir kya galti hai meri?" Nupur asked.....
Gunjan- kuch nahi.......tune kuch bhi nahi kiya hai......aise sapne pata nahi kyun tujhe hi aate hain....
Nupur- tu jaanti hai na ki main kitna darti hoon in sapno se? phir bhi yeh sapne mera peecha nahi chodte hain.....meri jaan le lete hain....kyun aate hain mujhe yeh sapne? Aur kaun hai woh? Woh kyun mere sapno mein aata hai? Kyun? Kya naata hai mera usse? Aur kabhi bhi uska chehra saaf kyun nahi dikhta hai?
Gunjan- Nupur yeh to mujhe bhi nahi pata hai ki kaun hai woh....lekin itna zaroor jaanti hoon ki tera usse koi na koi naata zaroor hai.....shayad pichle janam ka......
Nupur- tu phir shuru ho gayi? Tu jaanti hai na ki mujhe punahjanam mein koi bhi faith nahi hai?
Gunjan- haan haan theek hai baba.....na kar vishwaas.....par yeh to bata ki aaj kya dekha tune? Kyunki tere sapne har baar alag hote hain...aur bahut hi ache....
Nupur- yaar aaj maine ek bahut hi ajeeb sa sapna dekha....
Gunjan- aissa kya dekha tune?
Nupur- chod na Gunjan....
Gunjan – bol na.....nupsi tu to jaanti hai na ki main bachpan se teri dost hoon? Hum dono hamesha se hi ek saath rehte aaye hain.....aur hamesha hi rahenge....tune aaj tak koi baat mujhse nahi chupaayi hai...aur na hi maine.....toh phir aaj kya problem hai?
Nupur- yaar main is sapne ko dohrana nahi chahti hoon....
Gunjan- tu bolegi ki nahi?
Nupur- theek hai.....aaj maine khud ko nearly marte huye dekha....
She told her terrified....her face had so much fear on it that it seemed as if she was going to die this moment....her face was blue with fear....her tulip shaped pink lips were now looking blue with cold and fear.....and her eyes....her eyes only and only showed the fear....
Gunjan- KYA? Kaise?
Nupur- tu jaanti hai na ki main pahadon se kitna darti hoon? Aaj maine khud ko pahad ki choti parse latke hue dekha.....aur maine uske haath ko thama hua tha....i mean woh mujhe girne nahi de raha tha.....par main usse keh rahi thi ki "I hate you...main marr jaana chahti hoon...mujhe marne do".....imagine me saying that! Lekin usne mujhe choda nahi...aur usne kaha ki "tum meri zindagi ho...main tumhe girne nahi doonga." Aur phir main usi ko kuch khari khoti sunane lagi....aage kya hua? Main bachi ki main marr gayi? Kahin usne meri baatein sunkar mera haath chod to nahi diya? Ya phir usne mujhe upar kheech liya....kuch nahi pata hai mujhe......mera sir dard ho raha hai...
Gunjan- tu pagal to nahi hai na?
Nupur- yahi toh main bhi nahi samajh paa rahi hoon ki aakhir aisa kya hua.....ki jo main us jagah pahunchi? Aur aaj itne saalon baad mujhe pehli baar awaaz sunayi di hai...aur aaj hi maine khud ko aise dekha....aakhir kaun hai woh?
Gunjan- nupsi tu kyun nahi is bare mein uncle aunty ko batati?
Nupur- tu to jaanti hai gunji ki is bare mein sivay tere kisi ko nahi pata hai? Aur main yahi chahti hoon ki is bare mein kisi ko pata bhi na chale......i mean I hate him.....aur yeh bhi tu jaanti hai.....
Gunjan- mujhe Nupur bas ek baar samajh mein nahi aati hai ki tune use apne sapno mein itni baar dekha hai......i mean kabhi tu uski bahon mein hoti hai.....kabhi tu uske saath hoti hai.....kabhi woh teri jaan bachata hai......aur kabhi kuch......par tu usse nafrat kyun karti hai?
Nupur- main usse behad nafrat karti hoon.......uski jhalak dekhti hoon to mujhe nafrat hoti hai usse.....na jaane kyun.....par main ek anjaan insaan se nafrat karti hoon......kaun hai woh? Main use jaanti bhi nahi hoon.....phir bhi nafrat behad karti hoon....mujhe uske chehre se.....jo ki bhale hi saaf na dikhta ho....par usse nafrat hai....
Gunjan- kaisa dikhta hai woh?
Nupur- kash main dhang se dekh paati to tujhe bata paati.....mujhe to sirf ek dhundhali si tasveer dikhti hai.....
And then his face flashed in front of her mind....
Nupur- pata hai kya? Uski badi badi ankhen mere saamne har baar aati hain...jaise ki woh mera intezaar kar raha ho....jaise ki ko mera ho.....lekin mujhe kuch samajh mein nahi aata hai.....aakhir kaun hai woh? Kyun mere sapne mein woh aata hai? Uska naam kya hai?
Gunjan- Nupur tu zyada stress mat le....tujhe jaldi hi pata chal jaayega....tu ab so jaa...
Nupur- gunji mujhe lagta hai ki main pagal ho jaaungi.....
Gunjan – woh to tu pehle se hi hai....
And she laughs.....but stops when a pillow hits her....
Gunjan- but on a serious note....mujhe lagta hai ki tu usse jaldi mil legi.....to tension mat le....aur ab so jaa....
And they both went to sleep....in a deep peaceful sleep.......this time.....hey wont get up so soon.....and both new that Nupur's dreams had some connection with her past life....but what it was.....it was to be found out......
This was a secret which only Gunjan knew.....cause Nupur did not wanted to tell this to someone who wont understand her....Nupur knew that no one would believe her dreams and think her to be as mad....and then no one would come to her clinic........who wants a phycho doctor to be a child speacialist?
The doctor......Nupur Bhushan......the doctor who always helps others.....the one who doesn't care for earnings but for proper treatment of her patients.....she got everything she desires....she has got a huge mansion......a house which may not be as huge as other's have.....but it has the space for entire Mumbai.....
But she is waiting to meet her dream man.....her only dream man to enter and life and get rid of those horrid dreams and to know that why does she hates him so much??? She knows that she will once meet him.....and she knew that this would happen soon.....
But would she meet him? And will see recognize each other? Will she be able to hate him? Will she solve her dream mystery? Why does she hate him? All these were questions which she will be only able to find out once she meets him.....or will she?
A new morning in Nupur's house-
Two girls are praying to God.....they are busy doing the pooja.....after they finish and have the Prasad.....they go to their room and talk.....
Gunjan- kya baat hai Nupur? Tu bahut pareshaan lag rahi hai?
Nupur- kuch nahi Gunjan.....woh bas kal raat mein uske sapno ne pareshaan kar diya.....
Gunjan- Nupur tu abhi tak uske lekar pareshaan hai? Chalo hum log kahin shopping par jaate hain.....
Nupur—gunji.....tu jaa.....mera mann nahi hai.....
Gunjan- tu mere saath chal.....mujhe apne liye ek suit lena hai....aur tu chal rahi hai bas!
Nupur- theek hai........chalo hum log "waves" mall mein chalte hain......
And they both get ready to go......
At waves-
Everyone enters this huge mall......they see many places here....it was a beautiful mall made up of glass.....the architecture was done such that the look was beautiful....and if anyone went there......it was bound to be mesmerized by its beauty.....and it was a huge infrastructure.....one could easily get lost in that....
And Mayank, Nupur, Gunjan and Samrat happen to enter at the same time....but they don't see each other......but as soon as Mayank passes close to Nupur....she feels like something different....something unexplained.
Nupur' POV-
Main kitni baar toh is mall mein aa chuki hoon.......par pata nahi kyun...aaj kuch alag sa mehsoos ho raha hai.....aisa lag raha hai jaise ki koi bahut kareeb hai mere....koi aisa jisse mujhe bahut farak padta hai.....koi bahut hi kareebi.....par kaun hai woh? Aur kyun mujhe itna alag ehsaas ho raha hai? Aakhir kyun aaj mujhe laga raha hai jaise ki meri talaash khatam ho jayegi? Kyun?
Tu bhi na........yeh kya soch rahi hai Nupur? Bas kar....lagta hai ki Gunjan ka kaafi bura asar pada hai tujhpar....tu bhi bikul beheki beheki baatein karni lagi hai....lekin pata nahi kyun aaj hawaon ka rukh kahin aur lag raha hai....aaj bahut naya sa ehsaas ho raha hai....ek ajeeb si kashish hai aaj hawaon mein.....aaj kyun yeh lag raha hai jaise koi aane waala hai.....aur uske aate hi meri zindagi badal jaayegi....pata nahi kya ho gaya hai mujhe? Par jaane kyun dil yeh kehta hai.....ki koi apna....jo dil ke kareeb rehta hai....woh aaj aane waala hai....
And Mayank feels something strange too.....he feels something different.....an emotion he had felt in his dreams....something unique...
Mayank's POV-
Aaj yeh kaisi hawa hai? Kyun mujhe aaj uske paas hone ka ehsaas ho aha hai? Aisa kya hai jo mujhe is waqt mehsoos ho raha hai? Aur kyun? Akhir woh kaun hai jiske aane se aaj yeh dil tez tez dhadak raha hai? Aaj kyun meri sansen tham rahi hain? Kyun yeh mausam bhi ajeeb rut laa raha hai? Kyun? Kyun mere dil mein ajeeb se jalan ho rahi hai? Aisa lag raha hai jaise ki itne salon se jiski main talaash kar raha tha woh mujhe mil hi jayegi....jaise ki aaj mujhe mere saare sawalon ke jawaab mil jayenge.
Shayad meri aaj khud ko doondhne ki talaash bhi khatam jaayegi...ek aisi talaah jo na sirf uske liye hain.....balki khud ki talaash bhi....apne asli sapnon ko pahchanne ki.....apni manzil ki...
Mayank, dude yeh tu soch kya raha hai? Tujhe kya ho gaya hai? Tu aur in sab cheezon pe vishwas? Lagta hai kal raat woh movie "raaz" dekhne se tera dimaag kharab ho gaya hai! Isiliye kaha jaata hai ki ram gopal verma ki movies ek ache insaan ko bhi pagal bana deti hain. So just shut up aur Samrat ke saath chal.
They both pass by each other feeling each other's presence yet unaware of each other. But they both felt something different.....it's really strange that somehow...sometimes we pass by some people who are always close to us....yet are strangers....
In a saree shop-
Gunjan- ab tu yeh mat kehna ki tujhe ek saree khareedni hai!
Nupur- kyun? Saree mein kya burayi hai?
Gunjan- Nupur mujhe kabhi kabhi lagta hai ki tu buddhi ho gayi hai! I mean look at your way of dressing man! Tu hamesha se hi traditional kapde kyun pehenti hai?
Nupur- kyunki I feel nice in them.....traditional kapdon mein koi burayi nahi hai....and I feel they are more comfortable...
Gunjan- comfortable? Nupur tu aise kaise reh sakti hai? Man! you have you have wear what I say!
Nupur- theek hai hum chalte hain.....hum log modawear chalte hain.....wahan se tere liye hot and happening dresses le lete hain.
Gunjan- lekin main tere liye shopping karne aayi thi.
Nupur- toh kya hua? Hum log terre liye dress lene ke baad suit shop par bhi chale jaayenge.....we can have dresses then....aur abhi rati ke liye lenge.....aakhir uski shaadi jo hone jaa rahi hai.
Gunjan- sachi?
Nupur- muchi.
Gunjan- I love you Nupur.
Nupur- same goes for u.
They both hug....and both start off for other direction....but they both were unaware of the fact that today their life would start to its new route.....a new passage..
At a shirt store-
Samrat rejected the pile of shirts that were kept in front of him.....he was throwing tantrums that he wasn't any of the shirts....this wasn't bothering him but Mayank.
Samrat- bhai yeh bhi acha nahi hai!
Mayank- sam....tujhe toh kuch bhi acha nahi lag raha hai......bhai koi ek pasand kar...jaldi...
Samrat- bhai...tum koi madad toh kar do....i can't help it.....mujhe toh yeh bhi pasand hai aur woh bhi......aur woh waala bhi.
Mayank saw that Samrat liked four to five shirts...and all of them were really good.
Mayank- toh ek kaam karte hain, hum log yeh saari shirts le lete hain.
Samrat- really? Bhai r you serious?
Mayank- haan mere pyaare bhai.....anything for you my dear bro.....my only reason to live.
Samrat- bhai......tum kitne zyada ache ho.....
And he hugged Mayank......sayank were the best brothers one can find in this world.
Mayank- ab bas kar........varna jin logon ko yeh nahi pata hai ki hum dono bhai hain, woh log hame abnormal samjhenge.
Samrat and Mayank both broke their hug and started laughing.....mayank although was a type of business oriented person, but he was always nice with his brother who was his actual reason to live.
Nupur and Gunjan were going to buy some clothes when Gunjan sees the shoes shop......and she just beems with happiness.
Gunjan – Nupur...tu jaa apne liye koi suit pasand karle.......tab tak main sport shoes dekhti hoon.
Nupur- theek hai......toh main phir "Paradise" mein jaa rahi hoon.....wahan par casual dresses bhi bahut hi achi milti hain.
Gunjan- sure......wahin par milte hain.
Nupur- done.
And Nupur walks towards "paradise"......a place which was going to affect her life...
Mayank and Samrat were walking towards the shoe shop when Samrat just stops to attend a phone call....
Samrat- haan baba....le aaunga......
Mayank was puzzled.......but he knew that it was someone whom even Samrat wont refuse....
Samrat- love you too jaan.
Now Mayank knew who this person was........it was none othr than Dia......
Mayank- ho gayi baat apni girlfriend se? tu usse kitna pyaar karta hai!
Samrat- bro aap jaante ho that I don't love Dia....she is just a timpass.....and you know that I don't believe in love.......i want a girl whom I would just see and fell in love with......and I didn't ssaw any such girl yet.
Mayank- Samrat, mujhe bas teri yahi aadat bikul bhi pasand nahi hai......bhai ladkiyan koi timepass nahi hoti hain.......they too have feelings.....and I think ki tu timepass ke liye ladkiyon ko use karna band karde.......ladkiyan bhi insaan hoti hai....and I guess unki bhi feelings hoti hain.......so stop using them as a wastepaper....unki izzat karna seekho.
Samrat- bhai tum ladkiyon ko lekar itne serious kyun ho? I mean you never had a girlfriend jabki sabhi ladkiyan tumpar marti hain! Aur tum ab uncle ke kehne par us jerk suhani se shaadi bhi kar rahe ho.....tum toh suhani ko pasand bhi nahi karte ho!
Mayank- dekho Samrat, main har ladki ki izzat karta hoon.....aur main aisa kuch bhi nahi karoonga jisse unke jazbaaton ko thes pahunche.....aur rahi baat suhani ki, toh woh ek achi ladki hai.....bas thodi bossy hai....aur agar use uncle ne mere liye pasand kiya hai toh woh achi hi hogi.
Samrat- tumse behes karna bekar hai! Tum bahut hi zyada sanskari ho......lucky suhani!
Mayank- acha bas kar.......hum log shoes lene chale?
Samrat- bhai tum mera ek kaam karoge please?
Mayank- bol na.
Samrat- bhai tum please "paradise" se jakar Dia ke liye suit khared lo.
Mayank- kyun? Dia ko us suit ke 20 dresses banvane hain kya?
And he started smiling.....well you too would smile if you see Dia.....she wears dresses which are too low from up and too up from low.....
Samrat- shut up bhai. She is my current girlfriend! She doesn't wants suit for herself but for her cousin rati whose shaadi is to be done.
Mayank- rati? Oh! She is arjun's fionce...and arjun is my best friend...and I too have been invited for arjun's shaadi.
Samrat- toh bhai tum le lo na please.
Mayank- Samrat, maine aaj tak tumhe kis cheez ke liye mana kiya hai?
Samrat- bhai toh aap "paradise" jaa rahe hain?
Mayank- nahi main swarg toh nahi jaa raha hoon itni jaldi......but haan....main tere liye shop tak zaroor jaa raha hoon.
Samrat- bhai tum bhi na......maren tumhare dushman!
Mayank- tu kitna filmy hai! Nautanki baaz kahin ka!
Mayank then dashes off towards "paradise"......a place where he would meet his destiny.
Mayank and Nupur go towards a same shop......and Samrat and Gunjan to a same shop.....without knowing that now their destinies are intercrossed.....someone [Me] is writing their destinies which would give them the biggest shocks of their lives.
In the shoe shop-
Samrat and Gunjan both were seeing the shoes.....and they came over to pay the price and they met.
Samrat just couldn't help but mesimerise the beauty of Gunjan.....she was looking beautiful with her hairs pulled down....and her gaze fixed on her packet....
Samrat- hi
Gunjan- hi
Gunjan too saw a handsome hunk standing in front of him...but she didn't found him that smart. But he was acting like some type of Samrat.....like a king.....
Samrat- well......u liked this pair of shoes?
Gunjan- yup....what about you?
Samrat- well.....actually I have taken the same one but with a color change.
Gunjan – oh really? I didn't knew that! Means that out choices are almost same!
Samrat- yup........friends?
Gunjan- ya.....friends.
Samrat- me Samrat......nice to meet you.
Gunjan- me Gunjan.....nice to meet you too.
And they both became good friends.
Mayank and Nupur are both unaware of each other's closeness......sometimes the person who is meant for us.....the person who is the other half of us is close to us yet we can't feel him.....while sometimes when he is apart, then too we can feel his presence.....this is what you call life.
Mayank and Nupur were looking at a saree.....both trying to select a saree....and both drifting towards each other....and both feeling something new....something refreshed......something changing.....the atmosphere changing.......the fragrance alive.... the presence enlighting......the breaths getting somewhat fast....and something new enveloping them.....a fragrance of remembrance......
They both were now sitting next to each other.....both of them could feel each other's fragrance......but they didn't dared looked up......feeling of something new.....
Suddenly both of their hands brushed.......causing a shiver down their sprine.....both felt an electric current seizing them.......a touch so familiar yet unknown....
And then they looked up.......only to get lost in each other's eyes.......only to be lost in a world unknown....
PROMO-
They both were now sitting next to each other.....both of them could feel each other's fragrance......but they didn't dared looked up......feeling of something new.....
Suddenly both of their hands brushed.......causing a shiver down their sprine.....both felt an electric current seizing them.......a touch so familiar yet unknown....
And then they looked up.......only to get lost in each other's eyes.......only to be lost in a world unknown....a world where they didn't knew who they were….a world which was pure….a world unknown and hidden…..a world where only two of them were present…a world…where they felt…loved.
Some voices play in their minds and some unknown tunes connect them to their hearts….
Girl- jitni shiddat se main tumse mohobbat karti hoon, utni shiddat se kya tum bhi mujhse pyaar karte ho?
Boy- who toh main nahi jaanta. Par jitna main tumse pyaar karta hoon, utna tumse koi aur nahi kar sakta hai.
Girl- kya kar sakte ho mere liye?
Boy- jaan de sakta hoon
Girl- sorry! Par uspar mera hak hai. Woh tum nahi de sakte ho.
Boy- toh saath le lo
Girl- kaise?
Boy- yeh vachan hai mera ki agar bhagwaan hain, toh har janam mein hum ek honge.
Girl- main bhi yahi chahti hoon.
They heard the voices but ignored them thinking to be waste. They were just lost in each other's eyes and each other's sight. They knew that there was some sort of connection between them. But what can it be?
What was the thing that was connecting them? How? Why were they feeling something they never felt before? How could they relate their dreams to the person standing in front of them? Unke saare sapnon ko awaaz kaise mil gayi? Till now they had only seen dreams which involved nothing but screams and hatred but without any words. And today, after meeting each other, how could they hear the voices and the words being spoken? What connection is this?
To be continued.....
Hope you like this one uptil now.
I would be continuing it sooner.
Love,
Mahak
Link to where it is published : http://www.india-forums.com/forum_posts.asp?TID=1278042
main hamesha hi sochta rehta hoon ki kaun hai woh?????
woh hai kaun jo har baar mere sapno mein aati hai??????
kyun mujhe kuch bhi saaf saaf nahi dikhta hai?????
kyun har baar main jab bhi uska sapna dekhta hoon to pareshaan ho jaata hoon??????
aakhir aisa kya hua hai??????
uska mujhse kya naata hai??????
kyun woh mujhe har baar dikhti hai????
uska chehra.......
uska chehra mujhe kabhi bhi saaf kyun nahi dikhta hai??????
aakhir kaun hai woh????
woh hai kaun jo har baar mere sapno mein aati hai??????
kyun mujhe kuch bhi saaf saaf nahi dikhta hai?????
kyun har baar main jab bhi uska sapna dekhta hoon to pareshaan ho jaata hoon??????
aakhir aisa kya hua hai??????
uska mujhse kya naata hai??????
kyun woh mujhe har baar dikhti hai????
uska chehra.......
uska chehra mujhe kabhi bhi saaf kyun nahi dikhta hai??????
aakhir kaun hai woh????
this is the song written, composed, sung by me for this ff........
main hamesha hi sochta rehta hoon ki kaun hai woh?????
woh hai kaun jo har baar mere sapno mein aati hai??????
kyun mujhe kuch bhi saaf saaf nahi dikhta hai?????
kyun har baar main jab bhi uska sapna dekhta hoon to pareshaan ho jaata hoon??????
aakhir aisa kya hua hai??????
uska mujhse kya naata hai??????
kyun woh mujhe har baar dikhti hai????
uska chehra.......
uska chehra mujhe kabhi bhi saaf kyun nahi dikhta hai??????
aakhir kaun hai woh????
Kaun hai jo aati hai mere khwabon mein.......khyaalon mein......aur sapnon min yeh bhi lagta hai ki woh aati hai meri baahon mein.....
Aakhir kaun hai woh??????
Kyun aati hai aur mujhe bachain kar jaati hai......
Woh mere khyaalon mein aati hai....
Lekin main use dekh bhi nahi paata hoon.....
Bas kuch dhoondhli yaadein aati hain.......
Kuch kahe ankahe shabd sunayi dete hain......
Agar woh hai is duniya mein to woh kahan hai??????
Uski khushboo kyun mujh tak nahi pahunch rahi hai????
Aur main kaise keh sakta hoon ki uski khushboo.....ko main pehchaan loonga.....
Aakhir kaun hai woh????? Aur kahan hai woh?????
Kaun hai jo begaani hote huye bhi mujhe apni lagti hai?????
Kaun hai woh jo ek ajnabi hote huye bhi apna sab kuch lagti hai?
woh hai kaun jo har baar mere sapno mein aati hai??????
kyun mujhe kuch bhi saaf saaf nahi dikhta hai?????
kyun har baar main jab bhi uska sapna dekhta hoon to pareshaan ho jaata hoon??????
aakhir aisa kya hua hai??????
uska mujhse kya naata hai??????
kyun woh mujhe har baar dikhti hai????
uska chehra.......
uska chehra mujhe kabhi bhi saaf kyun nahi dikhta hai??????
aakhir kaun hai woh????
Kaun hai jo aati hai mere khwabon mein.......khyaalon mein......aur sapnon min yeh bhi lagta hai ki woh aati hai meri baahon mein.....
Aakhir kaun hai woh??????
Kyun aati hai aur mujhe bachain kar jaati hai......
Woh mere khyaalon mein aati hai....
Lekin main use dekh bhi nahi paata hoon.....
Bas kuch dhoondhli yaadein aati hain.......
Kuch kahe ankahe shabd sunayi dete hain......
Agar woh hai is duniya mein to woh kahan hai??????
Uski khushboo kyun mujh tak nahi pahunch rahi hai????
Aur main kaise keh sakta hoon ki uski khushboo.....ko main pehchaan loonga.....
Aakhir kaun hai woh????? Aur kahan hai woh?????
Kaun hai jo begaani hote huye bhi mujhe apni lagti hai?????
Kaun hai woh jo ek ajnabi hote huye bhi apna sab kuch lagti hai?
[Lyrics of my song which shows his kashmakash and pain......and yup....it's original...to be very specific and clear...i have written and composed and sung this song myself.....and I am whole heartedly gratified by the amount of love u showered upon me...i only thought that I could sing only film songs...but thanks for appreciating my song....it meant a lot to me....i am on the top of the world today...not with proud but with ur love...thanks again...]
Kuch dhundhali si yaadein....
Kuch dhundhali se chehre...
Kuch dhundhali si baatein....
Sunayi deti hain
Dikhayi deti hain...
Koi aaye mere sapnon mein....'
Koi rehta hai mere dil mein.
Par yeh bhi na jaanu main...
Ki woh kaun hai?
Ki kaun hai woh?
Kaun hai woh?
Kaun hai woh?
Kaun hai woh?
Kaun hai woh?
O wo ho ho ho...
Kuch kahi ankahi baatein...
Kuch jaane pehchaane chehre
Par yeh bi na main jaanu..
Ki woh kaun hai
Ki woh kaun hai?
Kabhi darr lagta hai mujhko
Kabhi sehem jaata hai yeh dil
Par jab bhi aaye woh nazar
Dhadakne lage yeh dil
Dhadakne lage yeh dil
Aakhir kyun hua hai yeh mujhko
Aakhir kya hua hai yeh mujhko
Yeh baat bhi main na jaanu..
Ki woh kaun hai
Ki woh kaun hai
La la lal lalalalalalalala
Kya naata hai mera usse
Kya vaasta hai mera usse
Kyun rehti hai mere dil mein
Na jaane kaun hai woh
Na jaane kaun hai woh
Woh hai koi mera apna
Ya hai koi begaana
Na jaane kya hai naata
Na jaane kaun hai woh?
Na jaane kaun hai woh?
Jab aati hai woh nazar...
Muskuraahatein de jaati hai
Kabhi mujhko woh rulati hai
Na jaane kaun hai woh
Kaun hai woh?
Kaun hai woh?
Kaun hai woh?
Kaun hai woh?
Kuch ajnabi ehsaas hai
Jaise woh mere paas hai
Par dekh na paaon usko
Na jaane kaun hai woh?
Na jaane kaun hai woh?
Kyun dhadkaye mere dil ko?
Uski aankhon mein main kho jaaon
Uske chehre ko na dhoondh paaon
Yeh baat bhi main na jaanu
Ki woh kaun hai?
Ki woh kaun hai?
Koi to hai mere sapno mein
Koi to hai mere dil mein
Kuch ajnabi ehsaas hai
ki woh mere paas hai
Ki woh mee paas hai
Mann karta hai lagao gale
Mann karta hai chupaaon use
Is duniya ki nazar se
Na jaane kahan hai woh?
Na jaane kahan hai woh?
Kaun hai woh?
Kaun hai woh?
Kaun hai woh?
Kaun hai woh?
Mayank thought this.......
when he woke up by a dream in is sleep...
the dream had.. disturbed his peaceful sleep......
he was a very tall.....smart.....handsome...cute... intelligent......his eyes expressing his fear right now.....his lips moving in an inaudible worry....cries.....why did he had such dreams????
Dreams which would show nothing but his relation with a girl.....sometimes only the girl.....and sometimes a horrid thing to see....who was she???
Why was she haunting him in his sleep????
Why??? Had he done anything???
Why is he so perplexed in his life about his dream????
He wiped off the sweat from his forehead and then......
He checked the time in the watch.....
"Not again.... phir se nahi....." though mayank always had this dream at this time....yet he still wasn't accustomed to it.....he still thought that why does he had these dreams after all???
Had he done anything weird????
"12.00 am.....oh no...." mayank said out the dream aloud......his confusion regarding his dream was right.....why did he had such dreams???? Out of 56 million people in India....why only he had such dreams and only at this time? What had happened at this time??
Then he pushed his covers....
and started to get ready and go to the place he always went when he had such dreams.....
dreams unclear.....faces not visible.....voices irritating him to the core.....a girl's voice calling him....
He then got up from his warm bed and washed his face......
his masculine body was very attractive.....he had sharp features......
but right now.....his eyes had some unknown fear....fear of loss......
his face had become devoid of al colours......he hadn't shaved properly....but his face was looking beautiful inspite of that too......
he had wore a black t-shirt with black lowers......
The only thing he needed at this time was to go to his secret place.....
a place where no one can actually find him.....
a place where he used to think about that dream.....
a place which soothed him.....
a place known only to him and not even to his parents....a place where he could have silence and his peace of mind.....
He opened his cupboard and took out his keys from it....
then he slowly and slowly moved towards the door to check if it was locked ...
yes it was locked.....
Then he went to his store room and then lifted up the carpet that lay behind its floor.....
There was a hole in that....
he took out his keys and then opened the lock.....
as soon as he did this....
an underground room was opened.....
he went to his secret room through the stairs that followed it.....
he went there and began scribbling some thing in his personal diary......
Then he went to his store room and then lifted up the carpet that lay behind its floor.....
There was a hole in that....
he took out his keys and then opened the lock.....
as soon as he did this....
an underground room was opened.....
he went to his secret room through the stairs that followed it.....
he went there and began scribbling some thing in his personal diary......
There was a hole in that....
he took out his keys and then opened the lock.....
as soon as he did this....
an underground room was opened.....
he went to his secret room through the stairs that followed it.....
he went there and began scribbling some thing in his personal diary......
When he had finished it read-
" aaj maine phir se usi ajnabi ko dekha.....kaun hai woh?
Mujhe to samajh mein hi nahi aata hai ki aakhir uska mujhse kya naata hai???
Kabhi to mujhe apni lagti hai aur kabhi begaani......
aur mujhe uska chehra saaf saaf kyun nahi dikhta hai?
Mujhe sirf dikhta hai to uska aks....ek ajeeb si kashish hai usmein.....
jab bhi main usko dekhta hoon.....na jaane kyun aisa lagta hai jaise ki...
woh meri hai.....mera matlab hai....meri koi apni hai....
aur aaj maine uski cheekhen suni hain.....
aur iss baat se main behaal ho chukka hoon.....
aisa lag raha hai ki jaise woh mujhe bula rahi hai....
mujhse madad maang rahi hai...
lekin main kuch nahi kar sakta hoon....
main majboor hoon....
lekin main uski madad karne ke liye tadap raha hoon...
woh tadap na jaane kaisi hai.....
na jaane kaun hai woh.....
na jaane kyun uske dard ko main mehsos kar sakta hoon....
na jaane kyun uski hare ek tadap ko main mehsoos kar sakta hoon.....
woh meri madad chahti hai....
lekin jaise hi main uski tarah haath badhata hoon vaise hi meri aankh khul jaati hai....
aakhir kya hua tha uske baad?
Aakhir kya hai yeh raaz....
aakhir kyun mujhe yeh sab dikhte hain.....
main to itna majboor hoon ki main kisi ke saath apna dard baat bhi nahi sakta hoon....
dard bataon kaise jab mujhe khud hi nahi pata hai ki yeh dard hai kaisa????
Main to yeh bhi nahi jaanta hoon ki agar kisi ko mere sapno ke bare mein pata chalega to woh log kya sochenge?
Shayad woh mujhe pagal hi samjhenge.....
par diary....
tum to jaanti ho na ki main pagal nahi hoon.....
barson se main apne saare dekhe huye sapne tumhare andar kaid kar raha hoon.....
hafte mein kam se kam teen baar main bara baje apne sapno ke bare mein tumhe batata hoon....
is aaas mein ki shayad ek din tum hi mere sapnon ke raaz ko khol do....
kyunki main to nahi jaanta hoon ki woh kaun hai....
akhir kaun hai woh?"
Then he closed his diary......
he had named his diary as "kaun hai woh?" because he writes in it everything about his dreams....his queries regarding her....his moments spent with her in his dream.....
Then he set out to draw her portrait.....
He was very good at painting......
he could make exact pictures of the things happening with him.....
but only few knew his talent on painting........
When he finished making it......
it looked like this.......
Today he made it with red colour.....
cause today her dream had perplexed him.....
today her memories were full of pain......only pain.....
so he decided to use red colour......
All he could see her was her blurred face.....
she was standing near a candle.....
waiting for someone.....
perhaps waiting for him.......
When he had completed that......
he took few pins and then tucked it on the wall.....
along with some more pictures of her.....
pictures in same position yet different by colours.....
He made her pictures so finely that no one could say that it was a hand made piece of work......
And this was the work he did in his room......
he always made out her pictures......
wrote about his dreams in his diary....
and had hidden it from everyone....
because he did not wanted to spoil his image....
The image of mayank.....
the Mayank Sharma.....
Mayank was a very successful business tycoon......
he had a passion for music.....
Especially old songs.....
he loved to write poetries.....
he loved to enjoy his life....
he is very successful in every aspect of his life....
even at this tender age......
he knows how to deal with his life affairs.....
he got fame and fortune.....
he had everything a girl can wish for......
yet he was craving to meet the girl haunting him in his dreams.....
He had a big mansion....all of his own....in which only few people lived.....that is he and his parents along with many servants......
And no one knows about his dreams.....he had decided that he will never let anyone go so close to him to know about his dreams.....or he thought so......
"NAHiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii" she said and woke up.....
Her face was wet with perspiration.....her forehead was covered with her hairs.....tension was clearly visible on her face.....she was extremely scared of something....something that horrified her....
What could be that? Why was she terrified????
Suddenly a girl in blue pajamas came to console her........she turned on the lights and gave her water.....she looked angelic....
"kya hua? Nupur tune phir se wahi sapna dekha kya?" she said......
"haan Gunjan.....phir se....kyun mujhe yeh sapne aate hain? Aakhir kya galti hai meri?" Nupur asked.....
Gunjan- kuch nahi.......tune kuch bhi nahi kiya hai......aise sapne pata nahi kyun tujhe hi aate hain....
Nupur- tu jaanti hai na ki main kitna darti hoon in sapno se? phir bhi yeh sapne mera peecha nahi chodte hain.....meri jaan le lete hain....kyun aate hain mujhe yeh sapne? Aur kaun hai woh? Woh kyun mere sapno mein aata hai? Kyun? Kya naata hai mera usse? Aur kabhi bhi uska chehra saaf kyun nahi dikhta hai?
Gunjan- Nupur yeh to mujhe bhi nahi pata hai ki kaun hai woh....lekin itna zaroor jaanti hoon ki tera usse koi na koi naata zaroor hai.....shayad pichle janam ka......
Nupur- tu phir shuru ho gayi? Tu jaanti hai na ki mujhe punahjanam mein koi bhi faith nahi hai?
Gunjan- haan haan theek hai baba.....na kar vishwaas.....par yeh to bata ki aaj kya dekha tune? Kyunki tere sapne har baar alag hote hain...aur bahut hi ache....
Nupur- yaar aaj maine ek bahut hi ajeeb sa sapna dekha....
Gunjan- aissa kya dekha tune?
Nupur- chod na Gunjan....
Gunjan – bol na.....nupsi tu to jaanti hai na ki main bachpan se teri dost hoon? Hum dono hamesha se hi ek saath rehte aaye hain.....aur hamesha hi rahenge....tune aaj tak koi baat mujhse nahi chupaayi hai...aur na hi maine.....toh phir aaj kya problem hai?
Nupur- yaar main is sapne ko dohrana nahi chahti hoon....
Gunjan- tu bolegi ki nahi?
Nupur- theek hai.....aaj maine khud ko nearly marte huye dekha....
She told her terrified....her face had so much fear on it that it seemed as if she was going to die this moment....her face was blue with fear....her tulip shaped pink lips were now looking blue with cold and fear.....and her eyes....her eyes only and only showed the fear....
Gunjan- KYA? Kaise?
Nupur- tu jaanti hai na ki main pahadon se kitna darti hoon? Aaj maine khud ko pahad ki choti parse latke hue dekha.....aur maine uske haath ko thama hua tha....i mean woh mujhe girne nahi de raha tha.....par main usse keh rahi thi ki "I hate you...main marr jaana chahti hoon...mujhe marne do".....imagine me saying that! Lekin usne mujhe choda nahi...aur usne kaha ki "tum meri zindagi ho...main tumhe girne nahi doonga." Aur phir main usi ko kuch khari khoti sunane lagi....aage kya hua? Main bachi ki main marr gayi? Kahin usne meri baatein sunkar mera haath chod to nahi diya? Ya phir usne mujhe upar kheech liya....kuch nahi pata hai mujhe......mera sir dard ho raha hai...
Gunjan- tu pagal to nahi hai na?
Nupur- yahi toh main bhi nahi samajh paa rahi hoon ki aakhir aisa kya hua.....ki jo main us jagah pahunchi? Aur aaj itne saalon baad mujhe pehli baar awaaz sunayi di hai...aur aaj hi maine khud ko aise dekha....aakhir kaun hai woh?
Gunjan- nupsi tu kyun nahi is bare mein uncle aunty ko batati?
Nupur- tu to jaanti hai gunji ki is bare mein sivay tere kisi ko nahi pata hai? Aur main yahi chahti hoon ki is bare mein kisi ko pata bhi na chale......i mean I hate him.....aur yeh bhi tu jaanti hai.....
Gunjan- mujhe Nupur bas ek baar samajh mein nahi aati hai ki tune use apne sapno mein itni baar dekha hai......i mean kabhi tu uski bahon mein hoti hai.....kabhi tu uske saath hoti hai.....kabhi woh teri jaan bachata hai......aur kabhi kuch......par tu usse nafrat kyun karti hai?
Nupur- main usse behad nafrat karti hoon.......uski jhalak dekhti hoon to mujhe nafrat hoti hai usse.....na jaane kyun.....par main ek anjaan insaan se nafrat karti hoon......kaun hai woh? Main use jaanti bhi nahi hoon.....phir bhi nafrat behad karti hoon....mujhe uske chehre se.....jo ki bhale hi saaf na dikhta ho....par usse nafrat hai....
Gunjan- kaisa dikhta hai woh?
Nupur- kash main dhang se dekh paati to tujhe bata paati.....mujhe to sirf ek dhundhali si tasveer dikhti hai.....
And then his face flashed in front of her mind....
Nupur- pata hai kya? Uski badi badi ankhen mere saamne har baar aati hain...jaise ki woh mera intezaar kar raha ho....jaise ki ko mera ho.....lekin mujhe kuch samajh mein nahi aata hai.....aakhir kaun hai woh? Kyun mere sapne mein woh aata hai? Uska naam kya hai?
Gunjan- Nupur tu zyada stress mat le....tujhe jaldi hi pata chal jaayega....tu ab so jaa...
Nupur- gunji mujhe lagta hai ki main pagal ho jaaungi.....
Gunjan – woh to tu pehle se hi hai....
And she laughs.....but stops when a pillow hits her....
Gunjan- but on a serious note....mujhe lagta hai ki tu usse jaldi mil legi.....to tension mat le....aur ab so jaa....
And they both went to sleep....in a deep peaceful sleep.......this time.....hey wont get up so soon.....and both new that Nupur's dreams had some connection with her past life....but what it was.....it was to be found out......
This was a secret which only Gunjan knew.....cause Nupur did not wanted to tell this to someone who wont understand her....Nupur knew that no one would believe her dreams and think her to be as mad....and then no one would come to her clinic........who wants a phycho doctor to be a child speacialist?
The doctor......Nupur Bhushan......the doctor who always helps others.....the one who doesn't care for earnings but for proper treatment of her patients.....she got everything she desires....she has got a huge mansion......a house which may not be as huge as other's have.....but it has the space for entire Mumbai.....
But she is waiting to meet her dream man.....her only dream man to enter and life and get rid of those horrid dreams and to know that why does she hates him so much??? She knows that she will once meet him.....and she knew that this would happen soon.....
But would she meet him? And will see recognize each other? Will she be able to hate him? Will she solve her dream mystery? Why does she hate him? All these were questions which she will be only able to find out once she meets him.....or will she?
A new fresh morning at Mayank's house-
Mayank- Samrat utho.....
Samrat (still wriggling in the bed and trying to cover himself with covers)- thodi der aur please.....
Mayank- nahi....samrat tum uth rahe ho ki nahi? Sammy jaldi utho....aur phi aaj Dia ke saath tumhari date bhi hai......
Samrat (getting up)- bhai.....acha hua tumne yaad dila diya....varna woh toh mujhe maar hi daalti.....bhai you r a life saver....aaj toh main mar hi jaata.....thanks bhai....vaise bhai aaj tum in blue jeans aur purple shirt mein kafi smart lag rahe ho.....aur tumhara cologne bahut hi acha hai...
Mayank- jaa jaa nautanki......ab bata kya chahiye?
Samrat- bhai tumhe aisa kyun lagta hai ki mujhe kuch chahiye?
Mayank- kyunki tum meri tareef tab hi kart ho.......toh seedhe seedhe batao ki kya chahiye?
Samrat- bhai tum bhi na.......tum vakai ache lag rahe ho....acha well.....mujhe...umm....
mujhe ek din ka office se off chahiye....
Mayank- theek hai diya....main tera kaam bhi kar loonga.....
Samrat- bhai lekin tumhare liye bhi......i mean mujhe tumhare saath shopping jaani hai...
Mayank- par kyun? Kahan?
Samrat- bhai please na...mujhe ek achi si shirt khareedni hai.....aur meri pasand wahi hai jo tumhari pasand hai....plz bhai...
Mayank- theek hai.....tu tyaar ho ja.....phir hum dono milkar "waves" mall chalte hain....
Samrat- thanks bhai....main abhi tyaar hota hoon....
Samrat then gets up from the bed.....hugs his brother.....and goes to washroom...
This is Samrat and Mayank.....both are brothers....they love each other like mad.....they can sacrifice anything for each other.....mayank is elder than Samrat....and he loved him, takes care of him like a child.....and does everything he likes....samrat ki khushi ke liye Mayank kuch bhi kar sakta hai....
Mayank- Samrat utho.....
Samrat (still wriggling in the bed and trying to cover himself with covers)- thodi der aur please.....
Mayank- nahi....samrat tum uth rahe ho ki nahi? Sammy jaldi utho....aur phi aaj Dia ke saath tumhari date bhi hai......
Samrat (getting up)- bhai.....acha hua tumne yaad dila diya....varna woh toh mujhe maar hi daalti.....bhai you r a life saver....aaj toh main mar hi jaata.....thanks bhai....vaise bhai aaj tum in blue jeans aur purple shirt mein kafi smart lag rahe ho.....aur tumhara cologne bahut hi acha hai...
Mayank- jaa jaa nautanki......ab bata kya chahiye?
Samrat- bhai tumhe aisa kyun lagta hai ki mujhe kuch chahiye?
Mayank- kyunki tum meri tareef tab hi kart ho.......toh seedhe seedhe batao ki kya chahiye?
Samrat- bhai tum bhi na.......tum vakai ache lag rahe ho....acha well.....mujhe...umm....
mujhe ek din ka office se off chahiye....
Mayank- theek hai diya....main tera kaam bhi kar loonga.....
Samrat- bhai lekin tumhare liye bhi......i mean mujhe tumhare saath shopping jaani hai...
Mayank- par kyun? Kahan?
Samrat- bhai please na...mujhe ek achi si shirt khareedni hai.....aur meri pasand wahi hai jo tumhari pasand hai....plz bhai...
Mayank- theek hai.....tu tyaar ho ja.....phir hum dono milkar "waves" mall chalte hain....
Samrat- thanks bhai....main abhi tyaar hota hoon....
Samrat then gets up from the bed.....hugs his brother.....and goes to washroom...
This is Samrat and Mayank.....both are brothers....they love each other like mad.....they can sacrifice anything for each other.....mayank is elder than Samrat....and he loved him, takes care of him like a child.....and does everything he likes....samrat ki khushi ke liye Mayank kuch bhi kar sakta hai....
Two girls are praying to God.....they are busy doing the pooja.....after they finish and have the Prasad.....they go to their room and talk.....
Gunjan- kya baat hai Nupur? Tu bahut pareshaan lag rahi hai?
Nupur- kuch nahi Gunjan.....woh bas kal raat mein uske sapno ne pareshaan kar diya.....
Gunjan- Nupur tu abhi tak uske lekar pareshaan hai? Chalo hum log kahin shopping par jaate hain.....
Nupur—gunji.....tu jaa.....mera mann nahi hai.....
Gunjan- tu mere saath chal.....mujhe apne liye ek suit lena hai....aur tu chal rahi hai bas!
Nupur- theek hai........chalo hum log "waves" mall mein chalte hain......
And they both get ready to go......
This is Gunjan and Nupur.....they both are best friends.....nupur owns this huge mansion.....and she has allowed her friend Gunjan to stay here only....she lives with her and shares everything with Gunjan.....they both can do anything for each other.....
At waves-
Everyone enters this huge mall......they see many places here....it was a beautiful mall made up of glass.....the architecture was done such that the look was beautiful....and if anyone went there......it was bound to be mesmerized by its beauty.....and it was a huge infrastructure.....one could easily get lost in that....
And Mayank, Nupur, Gunjan and Samrat happen to enter at the same time....but they don't see each other......but as soon as Mayank passes close to Nupur....she feels like something different....something unexplained.
Nupur' POV-
Main kitni baar toh is mall mein aa chuki hoon.......par pata nahi kyun...aaj kuch alag sa mehsoos ho raha hai.....aisa lag raha hai jaise ki koi bahut kareeb hai mere....koi aisa jisse mujhe bahut farak padta hai.....koi bahut hi kareebi.....par kaun hai woh? Aur kyun mujhe itna alag ehsaas ho raha hai? Aakhir kyun aaj mujhe laga raha hai jaise ki meri talaash khatam ho jayegi? Kyun?
Tu bhi na........yeh kya soch rahi hai Nupur? Bas kar....lagta hai ki Gunjan ka kaafi bura asar pada hai tujhpar....tu bhi bikul beheki beheki baatein karni lagi hai....lekin pata nahi kyun aaj hawaon ka rukh kahin aur lag raha hai....aaj bahut naya sa ehsaas ho raha hai....ek ajeeb si kashish hai aaj hawaon mein.....aaj kyun yeh lag raha hai jaise koi aane waala hai.....aur uske aate hi meri zindagi badal jaayegi....pata nahi kya ho gaya hai mujhe? Par jaane kyun dil yeh kehta hai.....ki koi apna....jo dil ke kareeb rehta hai....woh aaj aane waala hai....
And Mayank feels something strange too.....he feels something different.....an emotion he had felt in his dreams....something unique...
Mayank's POV-
Aaj yeh kaisi hawa hai? Kyun mujhe aaj uske paas hone ka ehsaas ho aha hai? Aisa kya hai jo mujhe is waqt mehsoos ho raha hai? Aur kyun? Akhir woh kaun hai jiske aane se aaj yeh dil tez tez dhadak raha hai? Aaj kyun meri sansen tham rahi hain? Kyun yeh mausam bhi ajeeb rut laa raha hai? Kyun? Kyun mere dil mein ajeeb se jalan ho rahi hai? Aisa lag raha hai jaise ki itne salon se jiski main talaash kar raha tha woh mujhe mil hi jayegi....jaise ki aaj mujhe mere saare sawalon ke jawaab mil jayenge.
Shayad meri aaj khud ko doondhne ki talaash bhi khatam jaayegi...ek aisi talaah jo na sirf uske liye hain.....balki khud ki talaash bhi....apne asli sapnon ko pahchanne ki.....apni manzil ki...
Mayank, dude yeh tu soch kya raha hai? Tujhe kya ho gaya hai? Tu aur in sab cheezon pe vishwas? Lagta hai kal raat woh movie "raaz" dekhne se tera dimaag kharab ho gaya hai! Isiliye kaha jaata hai ki ram gopal verma ki movies ek ache insaan ko bhi pagal bana deti hain. So just shut up aur Samrat ke saath chal.
They both pass by each other feeling each other's presence yet unaware of each other. But they both felt something different.....it's really strange that somehow...sometimes we pass by some people who are always close to us....yet are strangers....
In a saree shop-
Gunjan- ab tu yeh mat kehna ki tujhe ek saree khareedni hai!
Nupur- kyun? Saree mein kya burayi hai?
Gunjan- Nupur mujhe kabhi kabhi lagta hai ki tu buddhi ho gayi hai! I mean look at your way of dressing man! Tu hamesha se hi traditional kapde kyun pehenti hai?
Nupur- kyunki I feel nice in them.....traditional kapdon mein koi burayi nahi hai....and I feel they are more comfortable...
Gunjan- comfortable? Nupur tu aise kaise reh sakti hai? Man! you have you have wear what I say!
Nupur- theek hai hum chalte hain.....hum log modawear chalte hain.....wahan se tere liye hot and happening dresses le lete hain.
Gunjan- lekin main tere liye shopping karne aayi thi.
Nupur- toh kya hua? Hum log terre liye dress lene ke baad suit shop par bhi chale jaayenge.....we can have dresses then....aur abhi rati ke liye lenge.....aakhir uski shaadi jo hone jaa rahi hai.
Gunjan- sachi?
Nupur- muchi.
Gunjan- I love you Nupur.
Nupur- same goes for u.
They both hug....and both start off for other direction....but they both were unaware of the fact that today their life would start to its new route.....a new passage..
At a shirt store-
Samrat rejected the pile of shirts that were kept in front of him.....he was throwing tantrums that he wasn't any of the shirts....this wasn't bothering him but Mayank.
Samrat- bhai yeh bhi acha nahi hai!
Mayank- sam....tujhe toh kuch bhi acha nahi lag raha hai......bhai koi ek pasand kar...jaldi...
Samrat- bhai...tum koi madad toh kar do....i can't help it.....mujhe toh yeh bhi pasand hai aur woh bhi......aur woh waala bhi.
Mayank saw that Samrat liked four to five shirts...and all of them were really good.
Mayank- toh ek kaam karte hain, hum log yeh saari shirts le lete hain.
Samrat- really? Bhai r you serious?
Mayank- haan mere pyaare bhai.....anything for you my dear bro.....my only reason to live.
Samrat- bhai......tum kitne zyada ache ho.....
And he hugged Mayank......sayank were the best brothers one can find in this world.
Mayank- ab bas kar........varna jin logon ko yeh nahi pata hai ki hum dono bhai hain, woh log hame abnormal samjhenge.
Samrat and Mayank both broke their hug and started laughing.....mayank although was a type of business oriented person, but he was always nice with his brother who was his actual reason to live.
Nupur and Gunjan were going to buy some clothes when Gunjan sees the shoes shop......and she just beems with happiness.
Gunjan – Nupur...tu jaa apne liye koi suit pasand karle.......tab tak main sport shoes dekhti hoon.
Nupur- theek hai......toh main phir "Paradise" mein jaa rahi hoon.....wahan par casual dresses bhi bahut hi achi milti hain.
Gunjan- sure......wahin par milte hain.
Nupur- done.
And Nupur walks towards "paradise"......a place which was going to affect her life...
Mayank and Samrat were walking towards the shoe shop when Samrat just stops to attend a phone call....
Samrat- haan baba....le aaunga......
Mayank was puzzled.......but he knew that it was someone whom even Samrat wont refuse....
Samrat- love you too jaan.
Now Mayank knew who this person was........it was none othr than Dia......
Mayank- ho gayi baat apni girlfriend se? tu usse kitna pyaar karta hai!
Samrat- bro aap jaante ho that I don't love Dia....she is just a timpass.....and you know that I don't believe in love.......i want a girl whom I would just see and fell in love with......and I didn't ssaw any such girl yet.
Mayank- Samrat, mujhe bas teri yahi aadat bikul bhi pasand nahi hai......bhai ladkiyan koi timepass nahi hoti hain.......they too have feelings.....and I think ki tu timepass ke liye ladkiyon ko use karna band karde.......ladkiyan bhi insaan hoti hai....and I guess unki bhi feelings hoti hain.......so stop using them as a wastepaper....unki izzat karna seekho.
Samrat- bhai tum ladkiyon ko lekar itne serious kyun ho? I mean you never had a girlfriend jabki sabhi ladkiyan tumpar marti hain! Aur tum ab uncle ke kehne par us jerk suhani se shaadi bhi kar rahe ho.....tum toh suhani ko pasand bhi nahi karte ho!
Mayank- dekho Samrat, main har ladki ki izzat karta hoon.....aur main aisa kuch bhi nahi karoonga jisse unke jazbaaton ko thes pahunche.....aur rahi baat suhani ki, toh woh ek achi ladki hai.....bas thodi bossy hai....aur agar use uncle ne mere liye pasand kiya hai toh woh achi hi hogi.
Samrat- tumse behes karna bekar hai! Tum bahut hi zyada sanskari ho......lucky suhani!
Mayank- acha bas kar.......hum log shoes lene chale?
Samrat- bhai tum mera ek kaam karoge please?
Mayank- bol na.
Samrat- bhai tum please "paradise" se jakar Dia ke liye suit khared lo.
Mayank- kyun? Dia ko us suit ke 20 dresses banvane hain kya?
And he started smiling.....well you too would smile if you see Dia.....she wears dresses which are too low from up and too up from low.....
Samrat- shut up bhai. She is my current girlfriend! She doesn't wants suit for herself but for her cousin rati whose shaadi is to be done.
Mayank- rati? Oh! She is arjun's fionce...and arjun is my best friend...and I too have been invited for arjun's shaadi.
Samrat- toh bhai tum le lo na please.
Mayank- Samrat, maine aaj tak tumhe kis cheez ke liye mana kiya hai?
Samrat- bhai toh aap "paradise" jaa rahe hain?
Mayank- nahi main swarg toh nahi jaa raha hoon itni jaldi......but haan....main tere liye shop tak zaroor jaa raha hoon.
Samrat- bhai tum bhi na......maren tumhare dushman!
Mayank- tu kitna filmy hai! Nautanki baaz kahin ka!
Mayank then dashes off towards "paradise"......a place where he would meet his destiny.
Mayank and Nupur go towards a same shop......and Samrat and Gunjan to a same shop.....without knowing that now their destinies are intercrossed.....someone [Me] is writing their destinies which would give them the biggest shocks of their lives.
In the shoe shop-
Samrat and Gunjan both were seeing the shoes.....and they came over to pay the price and they met.
Samrat just couldn't help but mesimerise the beauty of Gunjan.....she was looking beautiful with her hairs pulled down....and her gaze fixed on her packet....
Samrat- hi
Gunjan- hi
Gunjan too saw a handsome hunk standing in front of him...but she didn't found him that smart. But he was acting like some type of Samrat.....like a king.....
Samrat- well......u liked this pair of shoes?
Gunjan- yup....what about you?
Samrat- well.....actually I have taken the same one but with a color change.
Gunjan – oh really? I didn't knew that! Means that out choices are almost same!
Samrat- yup........friends?
Gunjan- ya.....friends.
Samrat- me Samrat......nice to meet you.
Gunjan- me Gunjan.....nice to meet you too.
And they both became good friends.
Mayank and Nupur are both unaware of each other's closeness......sometimes the person who is meant for us.....the person who is the other half of us is close to us yet we can't feel him.....while sometimes when he is apart, then too we can feel his presence.....this is what you call life.
Mayank and Nupur were looking at a saree.....both trying to select a saree....and both drifting towards each other....and both feeling something new....something refreshed......something changing.....the atmosphere changing.......the fragrance alive.... the presence enlighting......the breaths getting somewhat fast....and something new enveloping them.....a fragrance of remembrance......
They both were now sitting next to each other.....both of them could feel each other's fragrance......but they didn't dared looked up......feeling of something new.....
Suddenly both of their hands brushed.......causing a shiver down their sprine.....both felt an electric current seizing them.......a touch so familiar yet unknown....
And then they looked up.......only to get lost in each other's eyes.......only to be lost in a world unknown....
PROMO-
They both were now sitting next to each other.....both of them could feel each other's fragrance......but they didn't dared looked up......feeling of something new.....
Suddenly both of their hands brushed.......causing a shiver down their sprine.....both felt an electric current seizing them.......a touch so familiar yet unknown....
And then they looked up.......only to get lost in each other's eyes.......only to be lost in a world unknown....a world where they didn't knew who they were….a world which was pure….a world unknown and hidden…..a world where only two of them were present…a world…where they felt…loved.
Some voices play in their minds and some unknown tunes connect them to their hearts….
Girl- jitni shiddat se main tumse mohobbat karti hoon, utni shiddat se kya tum bhi mujhse pyaar karte ho?
Boy- who toh main nahi jaanta. Par jitna main tumse pyaar karta hoon, utna tumse koi aur nahi kar sakta hai.
Girl- kya kar sakte ho mere liye?
Boy- jaan de sakta hoon
Girl- sorry! Par uspar mera hak hai. Woh tum nahi de sakte ho.
Boy- toh saath le lo
Girl- kaise?
Boy- yeh vachan hai mera ki agar bhagwaan hain, toh har janam mein hum ek honge.
Girl- main bhi yahi chahti hoon.
They heard the voices but ignored them thinking to be waste. They were just lost in each other's eyes and each other's sight. They knew that there was some sort of connection between them. But what can it be?
What was the thing that was connecting them? How? Why were they feeling something they never felt before? How could they relate their dreams to the person standing in front of them? Unke saare sapnon ko awaaz kaise mil gayi? Till now they had only seen dreams which involved nothing but screams and hatred but without any words. And today, after meeting each other, how could they hear the voices and the words being spoken? What connection is this?
To be continued.....
Hope you like this one uptil now.
I would be continuing it sooner.
Love,
Mahak
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