I CAN SMELL YOUR FRAGRANCE

THE LINE OF HOPE....

SINGHANIA HOUSE, UDAIPUR

The sound of guitar and a soulful manly voice captured the whole house early in the morning. This sound and voice played a different role for everyone. But, this role was a significant one as it gave a sense of completeness.

~~"Kiun khuda ne di lakiren jisme zaahir naam nahi tera... Likh raha hun dard saare... Yun toh shayar naam nahi mera... Itna bhi kya bewafa koi hota hai... Ye sochkar raat bhar dil ye rota hai... Asal mein, tum nahi ho mere... Tum nahi ho mere... Tum nahi ho mere... Tum nahi ho mere..."~~

This soothing voice was a wake up call for Pallavi. The sun rays were falling on the face of a young 18 year old girl. She woke up spreading her arms, slowly opened her eyes and said, "Good Morning to my elder brother and me. Ye gaana aur meri subah dono ek saath hi shuru hote hain. Hey bhagwan.... Mere bhai ki iss black and white life mein love dubara pohoncha de varna mujhe thode romantic songs kaise sunne milenge... Kuch toh daya karo iss bacche pe...." Sameer entered with two cups of coffee and said while handing her one, "Tujh jaise shaitaan balakon  par toh daya karne se pehle bhagwan bhi sharma jayen... Tu bhagwan pe daya kar thodi. Pakka apni college life ki romantic fantasy ko sach karane ke liye maska laga rahi hogi. Sidharth bhai ka song finish hone se pehle apna raat ka hangover utaar ke ready hoja varna tujhe iss duniya ki koi shakti nahi bacha sakti baalak." She threw a cushion on Sameer and said, "Mere bhai ke baare mein aisa vaisa kuch mat bol.... Varnaaaaa...." And Sameer ran outside while saying, "Tu kuch nahi karne valiiii..." 

~~Aasmaan se kya khata hui, taara uska tuta kiun.... Log mujhse puchte hain saath apna chhuta kiun... Kya majbooriyan, kaisi ye dooriyan, dil ye samjhe na... Hote hain pyaar mein aise bhi imtehaan, maine ab jaana... Khwaab hi bas reh gaye hain, jinme ho tum humsafar mere... Asal mein, tum nahi ho mere... Tum nahi ho mere... Tum nahi ho mere.... Tum nahi ho mere..."~~

Dadi said while offerring water to Tulsi plant, "Lo ho gayi hamari aaj ki puja samapt. Iss ghar ki raunak hain hamare bacche ke gaane par pata nahi kab iski zindagi mein raunak vapas aayegi..." Suhasini (Sidharth's mom) was coming downstairs with a file in her hand and said, "Zaroor aayegi maa. Kehte hain agar aapke saath ummeed ka ek katra bhi ho toh samjho kuch acha zaroor hoga..." Sudhir (Sidharth's father) continued the sentence, "Aur phir hamara Sidharth toh khud hi ummeed ka dusra naam hai. Dusron ki zindagi mein roshni failata hai, life mein har choti-badi cheez ko celebration bana deta hai toh bhala aage badhne se kaise peeche hat jayega mera beta... I trust him." Sudhir turned towards Suhasini, took his file and left for his office saying, "Chalo maa, Suhasini main office ke liye nikalta hun, vahan Shailesh clients ke saath mera wait kar raha hoga..." 

~~"Mannde ni bandesha ae pyaar nahio jhukde... Raah teri takde eh nain nahio rukde... Isey hain aaiyan vey udeekan teriyan jo kivein lukaawa mere hanju nahio mukde... Hove khair sajna vey, bhaavein kehar sajna vey... Kade saade vi dil tur aa... Haaye... Hove khair sajna vey, bhaavein kehar sajna vey... Bas mannde haan dil ton dua.... Kaash tum phir laut aao... Mit jaayen saare gham ye jo mere... Asal mein, tum nahi ho mere... Tum nahi ho mere... Tum nahi ho mere... Tum nahi ho mere..."~~

As the song ended, the only sound in the room was of clapping and the only light entering was the rays of the sun through the window. Sunny (Sidharth's childhood friend) said while clapping, "The depth and emotions you put into your song make it worth it bro. Your voice is magic. Tujhe pata hai tere gaane ki sabse khaas baat kya hai, jiski vajah se audience teri deewani hai? Teri awaaz mein dard hai jise duniya tere saath kuch minutes ke liye hi sahi par mehsoos karti hai..." Hearing this the well built, 28 year old, tall and extremely handsome guy who was sitting silently facing his back to Sunny; stood up and turned around flipping his hair in style. Beads of sweat were visible on his chest muscles which were visible through the open buttons of his shirt. He tapped Sunny's shoulder and said in a deep and husky voice, "Mera dard koi nahi samajh sakta kiunki kabhi kisine ishq ke asal maayino ko hi nahi samjha. Log sirf mere gaane sun sakte hain, unse relate kar sakte hain, unme kho sakte hain... Par kya koi mujhe unka asal matlab samjha sakta hai...? Kya koi inn gaanon mein doob sakta hai...? Kya kisine aaj tak zindagi ko apne ghar bulaya hai...? Kya aaj tak kabhi kisine apna dil khol kar har situation ko apne gale se lagakar kaha hai, 'Welcome to my world dear.... I am ready...' Kya kabhi kisine choti choti khushi ko jeeya hai, celebrate kiya hai...? Agar hai koi aisa, toh vo meri deewangi banega..." Sunny laughed and said, "Tu na eklauta piece manufacture hua hai iss duniya mein... Tere liye jo bana hoga na vo iss duniya ka hi nahi hoga..." Sidharth smirked and said, "Haan toh sahi hai na yaar... Main unique hun, toh mujhe chahne vala bhi toh sabse alag hi hona chahiye na... Aaj tak toh logon ne mujhe samjha hi nahi hai, par ab koi mujhe samajhne vala bhi mile..." Sidharth went to freshen up and Sunny said to himself while moving out of the room, "Millions of people love the singing sensation Sidharth Singhania... Ladkiyan deewani hain iski par koi iske jaisi nahi banayi kya aapne upparwale...."

To be continued....

Two Destinations... Two broken souls... One is healed, one is in pieces.... Two destinies.... How will they come together to write the most beautiful and practical fairytale of hope and dreams? Stay tuned to know... Don't forget to VOTE, COMMENT and FOLLOW. Would love to read your views below.

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