The hospital staff were shocked at first as raglak never gave a chance to make them think that they are a couple...
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Months roll over...
Raglak bond grew even more with their hospital romance continued...
Lakshya had got ragini's transfer to their Delhi branch and she would be in Delhi after their marriage...
Scene opens with rohan sitting on the stairs at his home... And playing guitar
That's when he sees her coming... His Smitha.
"hey rohan! How r u? "
Words were not forming in his mouth...
She had grown even more beautiful... And graceful.
"hi... Hi smitha... When did u come? "
She sits next to him...
"today only... my internship is completed... Next week is my graduation. Plz do come"
He smiles...
"great...But next week, we r leaving to Delhi...Di's marriage u know. "
"oh okay!... "
Both feel sad...
"Anyway I ll come to their reception in Bangalore...we can meet there... "
His face brightens...
"then what plans ?"
"I have got paediatrics seat in kolkata... I am leaving next month rohan... "
She says last part sadly.
Rohan too becomes sad with tears in his eyes...
"oh congrats! U ll become paediatrician then... " he fake laughs.
She smiles faintly...
"what about you? "
"I have been promoted as team leader...i ll just continue with the same job.
Later, I ll join dad "
She smiles "good... "
"ummm rohan! Can u Play a song for me.."
He smiles and tunes his guitar...
"Ishq ki dhooni roz jalaaye
Uthta dhuaan to kaise chhupaaye
(this heart) puts up incense of love everyday,
how can one hide the smoke coming out of it..
Ankhiyaan kare jee hazoori
Maange hain teri manzoori
Kajra siyaahi, din rang jaaye
Teri kastoori rain jagaaye
Man mast magan, man mast magan
Bas tera naam dohraaye
The eyes just agree with you, [on whatever you say, they've become flatterer, sycophants.]
They ask for your approval,
You eyes' kohl colors my day,
and your fragrance keeps me awake through the night.
My mad heart, my mad joyful heart,
just keeps on repeating your name.
Chaahe bhi to bhool na paaye
It's not able to forget it, even if I wish so..
Man mast magan, man mast magan
Bas tera naam dohraaye
Jogiya jog lagaa ke
Makhna rog lagaa ke
The hermit having given me devotion [as in, making me a devotee]
The dear one, having given me this disease [of love]
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Inspirational love....😍 (completed✔)
Fanfictiona story where her inspiration becomes her crush... where her crush becomes her love...where her love becomes her life...
EPILOGUE-1
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