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Ajeeb Dastaan

ЁЯО╡ Ajeeb Dastaan by Lata Mangeshkar

She was just a lover. No other identity.

Love has no language, love holds no grudges, love is simply love. A devotion, a prayer, a beauty to be cherished. It never dies. And she that she sits watching her lover entering into a happy relationship with someone else, she can't help but wish the best for him.

рдЕрдЬреАрдм рджрд╛рд╕реНрддрд╛рдБ рд╣реИ рдпреЗ, рдХрд╣рд╛рдБ рд╢реБрд░реВ, рдХрд╣рд╛рдБ реЩрддрдо

рдпреЗ рдордВреЫрд┐рд▓реЗрдВ рд╣реИрдВ рдХреМрди рд╕реА, рдирд╛ рд╡реЛ рд╕рдордЭ рд╕рдХреЗ, рдирд╛ рд╣рдо

Love never has a place for revenge or bad thoughts. It's stranger, isn't it? The paths of lovers are different, and sadly nobody understands.

рдпреЗ рд░реЛрд╢рдиреА рдХреЗ рд╕рд╛рде рдХреНрдпреВрдБ рдзреБрдЖрдБ рдЙрдард╛ рдЪрд┐рд░рд╛реЪ рд╕реЗ?

She takes a deep breathe to control her outburst. Somewhere deep she knew she wanted to cry her heart out but her mature self won't let her cry, not at least in front of so many people.

рдпреЗ рд░реЛрд╢рдиреА рдХреЗ рд╕рд╛рде рдХреНрдпреВрдБ ,рдзреБрдЖрдБ рдЙрдард╛ рдЪрд┐рд░рд╛реЪ рд╕реЗ?

рдпреЗ реЩреНрд╡рд╛рдм рджреЗрдЦрддреА рд╣реВрдБ рдореИрдВ

рдХрд┐ рдЬрдЧ рдкреЬреА рд╣реВрдБ реЩреНрд╡рд╛рдм рд╕реЗ

She still wants to believe this is somewhere a dream but the stark reality is, it's the truth, it's her reality she has to accept it. Like when we light a candle brightness comes with smoke. Her life is like the smoke, causing her confusion and away from the light but the heart knows. The light isn't here. She's left with only the smoke.

The light wasn't hers .

The person wasn't hers

рдЕрдЬреАрдм рджрд╛рд╕реНрддрд╛рдБ рд╣реИ рдпреЗ, рдХрд╣рд╛рдБ рд╢реБрд░реВ, рдХрд╣рд╛рдБ реЩрддрдо

рдпреЗ рдордВреЫрд┐рд▓реЗрдВ рд╣реИрдВ рдХреМрди рд╕реА, рдирд╛ рд╡реЛ рд╕рдордЭ рд╕рдХреЗ, рдирд╛ рд╣рдо

She still doesn't understand how strange the world works, what more has it in store for her. Is this suffering not enough?

рдореБрдмрд╛рд░рдХреЗрдВ рддреБрдореНрд╣реЗрдВ рдХрд┐ рддреБрдо рдХрд┐рд╕реА рдХреЗ рдиреВрд░ рд╣реЛ рдЧрдП....

With a broken heart she pours all her love for him, even if he belongs not to her some other person.

рдореБрдмрд╛рд░рдХреЗрдВ рддреБрдореНрд╣реЗрдВ рдХрд┐ рддреБрдо рдХрд┐рд╕реА рдХреЗ рдиреВрд░ рд╣реЛ рдЧрдП

рдХрд┐рд╕реА рдХреЗ рдЗрддрдиреЗ рдкрд╛рд╕ рд╣реЛ рдХрд┐ рд╕рдм рд╕реЗ рджреВрд░ рд╣реЛ рдЧрдП

She wants to brood in jealousy but she can't. The girl he's chosen is too good. But moving close to her, he's separated from other people and especially far away from her.

The person who could notice just her expression and figure about something was wrong is the same person who's now blind to her broken heart, swollen eyes and wobbly voice.

рдЕрдЬреАрдм рджрд╛рд╕реНрддрд╛рдБ рд╣реИ рдпреЗ, рдХрд╣рд╛рдБ рд╢реБрд░реВ, рдХрд╣рд╛рдБ реЩрддрдо

рдпреЗ рдордВреЫрд┐рд▓реЗрдВ рд╣реИрдВ рдХреМрди рд╕реА, рдирд╛ рд╡реЛ рд╕рдордЭ рд╕рдХреЗ, рдирд╛ рд╣рдо

What a strange journey it is. They didn't even realise when and how did it started but now it's slowly ended

рдХрд┐рд╕реА рдХрд╛ рдкреНрдпрд╛рд░ рд▓реЗрдХреЗ рддреБрдо рдирдпрд╛ рдЬрд╣рд╛рдБ рдмрд╕рд╛рдУрдЧреЗ...

He will create a new fresh life. A life with his lover

A life without her

A life with love, which is not hers

рдХрд┐рд╕реА рдХрд╛ рдкреНрдпрд╛рд░ рд▓реЗрдХреЗ рддреБрдо рдирдпрд╛ рдЬрд╣рд╛рдБ рдмрд╕рд╛рдУрдЧреЗ

рдпреЗ рд╢рд╛рдо рдЬрдм рднреА рдЖрдПрдЧреА, рддреБрдо рд╣рдордХреЛ рдпрд╛рдж рдЖрдУрдЧреЗ

He will create a family, a new world, a new universe for himself while she will dwell in his thoughts every evening when she will see the moon. Because the moon just like him, was beautiful and far away from her.

She could only admire the far away things, the things she can't see from close.

He was her moon, shining every night in her dreams, in her thoughts, in her heart. Wanting to stay, but like sun takes over the moon, her duties, self respect and responsibilities make her forget about him during the daytime but she weeps herself to night drown in memories of him, her and then.

A love story

Which nobody understood but only her heart

A story which happened but never found its happy ending

A story where she loved him with everything she had and he showed her, her right place

Out of his story

Because there was never a тАШthemтАЩ

It was only her, her dreams, and her delusional thoughts

A strange story indeed

рдЕрдЬреАрдм рджрд╛рд╕реНрддрд╛рдБ

рдордВрдЬреВрд░ рд╣реИ рд╣рдореЗрдВ рдЙрдирдХрд╛ рдиреЫрд░рдЕрдВрджрд╛реЫ рднреА рдХрд░рдирд╛,

рдмрд╕ рд╡реЛ рджрд┐рдЦрддреЗ рд░рд╣реЗрдВ рд╢рд╣рд░ рдореЗрдВ рд╣рдо рдЬрд┐рдВрджрд╛ рд░рд╣реЗрдВрдЧреЗтАж!!

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