Na milna bhi bahut zaruri hota hai Distance is just so important. If we start living with a person 24/7, we'll forever take them for granted. We know and understand the value of someone only when they're far away sometimes. It's a human tendency, you're not special to feel so Once the distance begins, you realize it was never him or her. It was you both together which caused something to drift apart. Aarohi stares at the guitar. His guitar, he had left it here. Maybe forgotten, maybe left it intentionally. She misses him playing guitar, his presence, everything about him. Dum dum, dum dum tu mera Dum dum, dum dum mera hal Dum dum, dum dum tu mera Dum dum, dum dum mera hal Dum dum, dum dum.. She picks up the guitar herself and decides to feel her emotions. She sings out... Tu baat kare ya na mujhse Chahe aankhon ka pegaam na le She can live with the fact he will not love her, maybe because she isn't so lovable. She can live knowing he won't glance and talk to her. It's alright, it's out of her control. Par ye mat kehna are o pagle Mujhe dekh na tu, mera naam na le But she wishes, he doesn't says to forget him. Because she can't. All day she dreams and chants about him. Tujhse mera deen dharam hai Mujhse teri khudai Tujhse Mera Deen dharam hai Mujhse Teri khudai Tu bole toh ban jaaun Main Bulleh Shah saudai The starting prayer of hers has been him, the first blessing she counts is him, the first word she utters is him. She's devoted She worships He's the language she wants to learn and the Adobe she wishes to visit every single day. Mohabbat mei mandir bhi vo hai aur masjid bhi. Dharma bhi wahi, sanskriti bhi wahi. Like Bulleh Shah could give up his world for Shah Inayat, she would do the same for him... only if he says. Main bhi naachun.. Main bhi naachun manau sohne yaar ko Chalun main teri raah bulleya Main bhi naachun rijhaun sohne yaar ko Karun na parwah Bulleya She'll do anything to make him happy to any extent. A word he says, the next second she'll obey. She's just dedicated... a lot to him.. She says that he is her God and Divinity. She can go to any extent and even trade her life if he wants her to. Looking at him makes her heart beat and even when she has lost all hope, he becomes the hope that makes her want to change things. Mera har dum dum har dum tu Mera har dum dum har dum tu Mera har dum dum har dum tu Mera har dum tu Mera mehram tu, marham tu Mera dum dum har dum tu Mera har dum dum har dum tu Mera har dum tu You are my breath and heartbeats, You are my close friend and you are the balm to my wounded heart. She restates her love for her through these lines and says that hhe is her life, companion, and comfort. When she gets a glimpse of him, she feels alive. To know, she's alive from inside and emotions aren't dead, she stared at his photograph daily. Maana apna ishq adhura Dil na ispe sharminda hai Poora hoke khatam hua sab Jo hai aadha wo hi zinda hai Love isn't a crime, right? She did it. And it definitely hurted as well but does she regret it? never Yes, it isn't complete. It's incomplete the world says but it's okay, she's learnt in life to find beauty in incomplete pieces only Maybe broken and incomplete things are more beautiful for the nature. Easy is the love which gets fulfilled Beautiful is the love which does not gets fulfilled The heart is incomplete, but why does it feels enough then? Maybe because it's at least alive.. Ho bethi rehti hai umeedein Tere ghar ki dehlizon pe Jiski na parwaaz khatam ho Dil ye mera wahi parinda hai... Everytime she looks around, she feels a hope igniting inside her. 'what if?' the love gets reciprocated today 'what if' he realises her true feelings The cycle is never ending so is the hope But the heart feels like a bird who's journey doesn't seems to end. Until how long? How much more? She's a bit tired as well. She wants to get a little free.. just a little.. Only if he could forgive her a bit Her hopes are stuck at the gates of his house and her heart would wander like an aimless bird until she forgives him Bakshe tu jo pyaar se mujhko Toh ho meri rihaai .. Bakshe tu jo pyaar se mujhko Toh ho meri rihai.. Tu bole toh ban jaaun Main Bulleh Shah saudai If he could forgive her... with a little love.. just a little.. she'll be free like the caged birds who's flying in the above sky freely. Just tell her, what he wants and she would trade the entire universe for him. Main bhi naachun.. Main bhi naachun manau sohne yaar ko Chalun main teri raah Bulleya Main bhi naachun rijhaun sohne yaar ko Karun na parwah Bulleya Mera har dum dum har dum tu Mera har dum dum har dum tu Mera har dum dum har dum tu Mera har dum tu... Tu yaad kare ya na mujhko Mere jeene mein andaaz tera She strings the guitar again, this time with a smile and sings.. 'Irrespective of whether you remember me or not, My life has your style and influence.' she says to herself Sar aankhon par hai teri naaraazi Meri haar mein hai koi raaz tera I keep your heartbreak on a pedestal And there is some mystery of yours to my defeat. Shayad meri jaan ka sadka Maange teri judaai Shayad meri jaan na sadka Manage Teri judai Tu bole toh ban jaaun Main Bulleh Shah saudai Maybe the sacrifice of my life wishes for the separation of ours. Just say it and I shall trade everything like Bulleh Shah. She'll become a better person with his love Maybe their separation demands a sacrifice of his life which she is ready to give if she says. Main bhi naachun.. Main bhi naachun manau sohne yaar ko Chalun main teri raah Bulleya Main bhi naachun rijhaun sohne yaar ko Karun na parwah Bulleya Mera har dum dum har dum tu Mera har dum dum har dum tu Mera har dum dum har dum tu Mera har dum tu... Mera mehram tu, marham tu Mera dum dum har dum tu Mera har dum dum har dum tu Mera har dum tu... Kuch rishton ka namak hi doori hota hai Na milna bhi bohat zaroori hota hai.. The stops the guitar and stares at it. Maybe he left it intentionally.. For her to remember him... Or maybe he just forgot it. Why? She sighs for yet another day. Maybe it's just one sided one.. which will never get reciprocated But she convinces her heart it's okay, we still have time.. But time.. it just keeps passing
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