Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Tum yahan ho.. :P

Jaanam dekh loon
mit gayi dooriyaan
tum yahan ho... yahan ho...
yahan ho.. yahan...

janam dekh loon
mit gayi dooriyaan
tum yahan ho...
yahan ho...
yahan ho...
yahan...

janam dekh loon
mit gayi dooriyaan
tum yahan ho...
yahan ho...
yahan ho...
yahan...

kaisi sarhadein
kaisi majbooriyaan
tum yahan ho yahan ho yahaan ho yahan..

main chupa nahi sakungi tum wohh raaz ho
main bhula na sakungi wohh andaaz ho
goonjte ho jo dil mein toh hairaan hoon kyun
tum mere hi dil ki toh aawaz ho
dun sakun toh sunu dhadkano ki zubaan
tum yahan ho...
yahan ho...
yahan ho...
yahan...

kaisi sarhadein
kaisi majbooriyaan
tum yahan ho...
yahan ho...
yahan ho...
yahan...

tum hi tum ab mere khayalo mein ho
tum zawabo mein ho
tum sawaaloin mein ho
tum meri har ek khwaab mein ho base
tum meri nazar ke ujalo mein ho
dekhti hoon tumhe
dekhti hoon jahan
tum yahan ho...
yahan ho...
yahan ho...
yahan...

janam dekh loon
mit gayi dooriyan
tum yahan ho...
yahan ho...
yahan ho...
yahan...

kaisi sarhadein
kaisi majbooriyaan
tum yahan ho...
yahan ho...
yahan ho...
yahan...

tum yahan ho...
yahan ho.. yahan ho...
yahan...




Okie I havent got the lyrics wrong.. I jus like singing it this way!

Monday, November 23, 2009

Fiqranan : Blue

( Fiqrana hoke hum jeeye
Khamakha hum jeeye na kyu
Beparvaah hoke hum jeeye
Khamakha hum jeeye na kyu ) - 2

Jeet-te hain adh adh adh ke hum
Fir-te hain fur fur fur se hum
Mil-te hain rom rom rom se hum
Chal-te hain dum dum dum se hum

Mehk-te gulzaron mein hum
Chamak-te sitaro mein hum
Dekh-te angaro mein hum
Lekhte hawao mein
Oh ye fiqrana…ye fiqrana…
Oh ye fiqrana…ye fiqrana…

Hain qaatil apni rangat
Hain shatir apni sangat
Thodhe se hum hain diwaane
Yehi hain apni daulat

Main puri karlu hasrat
Main mann ki saari mannat
Mujhe koi rok nahin… tok nahin…
Main manmana…
Hu junoon sukoon main sharara
Main mazaa…sazaa main aawaarah
Yeh maan le main hoon ishq ka maara

Hone de yeh mulakate
Thodhe din thodhi si raate
Sochenge fir yeh hum
Chahenge ya na chahenge hum

Jeet-te hain adh adh adh ke hum
Fir-te hain fur fur fur se hum
Mil-te hain rom rom rom se hum
Chal-te hain dum dum dum se hum

Mehk-te gulzaron mein hum
Chamak-te sitaro mein hum
Dekh-te angaro mein hum
Lekhte hawao mein
Oh ye fiqrana…ye fiqrana…
Oh ye fiqrana…ye fiqrana…

Hain qaatil apni rangat
Hain shatir apni sangat
Thodhe se hum hain diwaane
Yehi hain apni daulat

Toh karle sabse khilafat
Tu ban ja meri muhobbat
Jahan se lad jaunga
Mar jaunga main mastana

Toh shuru karu ishq badana
Jo kahe woh lage rab ko pana
Jo jale voh jale apna hain zamana…

Honge sang jo humara
Aasman ke yeh taare
Milenge tab tum-hum
Haan kar denge na na karenge hum

Jeet-te hain adh adh adh ke hum
Fir-te hain fur fur fur se hum
Mil-te hain rom rom rom se hum
Chal-te hain dum dum dum se hum

Mehk-te gulzaron mein hum
Chamak-te sitaro mein hum
Dekh-te angaro mein hum
Lekhte hawao mein
Oh ye fiqrana…ye fiqrana…
Oh ye fiqrana…ye fiqrana…

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Shiamak Davar





You see this guy here... Shiamak Davar... OMG!! I am just totally crazy about him.. he's got such a sweet smile.. and so deep eyes.. how can one not love him ?? <3<3<3 onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.timescontent.com/tss/photos/preview/153187/Shiamak%20Davar.jpg">


About Shiamak.. I must say there is truth that I see in his eyes.. he's just as simple as anything can be.. so organised and loving.. he knows his job and he knows how to do it effectively... and thats what matters... he's simple.. sweet yet a fashion statement.. actually a style statement...

I heard his instructors in an interview.. that Shiamak is no longer a name.. it is a style.. a dance form.. he's unique and he built himself this!!




Today all I want is... I want to dance WITH Shiamak Davar... Its not going to be easy.. I need to be even better than perfect... but I know this dude.. one day inshallah I am going to dance with you.. not from some contact or something.. for I will dance matching your feet... I promise you that!

I am literally nuts about everything about Shiamak.. his eyes.. his smile... He's just angel like :P

I often wonder that God has created some of the finest people to be around... Shiamak's definitely one of them.. SDIPA is not only a place to dance.. its a place for your talent.. all kinds of it and above all its for oneness... it makes friends for life and also heels.. heels your soul.. completes you spritually and emotionally (well thats what I have heard... I havent been lucky enough to get in till date)

Not wanting to end it but I will have to.. else I will go on and on when it comes to Shiamak...
I will always have one complain... just one with God.. that why did you create so great people and create them as humans.. and that to elder to me.. till date I know 3 people.. without whom I cannot.. just CANT imagine any life on this Earth and the unfortunate thing is all three of them are humans.. they will die one day and (not wanting to sound depressed or anything ) I hate to think what then...

Please God.. Shiamak's one of those special children of yours.. take care of him and let him be thou messenger of love and goodness..

Shiamak.. I <3 onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.taragana.com/2009/04/03/935937497.jpg">

Friday, November 20, 2009

81 on 18th!!


Do you know (well I didnt but i am sure you know) that Mickey Mouse... turned 81 on 18th of November!!

Yes Mickey (and others who didnt know)... our very own lil hero has turned 81!

Let's see what wikipedia has to say about Mickey -

"Mickey Mouse is an American comic animal cartoon character who has become an icon for The Walt Disney Company. Mickey Mouse was created in 1928 by Walt Disney and Ub Iwerks and voiced by Walt Disney. The Walt Disney Company celebrates his birth as November 18, 1928 upon the release of Steamboat Willie. Although Mickey had already appeared six months earlier in Plane Crazy (Steamboat Willie being the first Mickey Mouse Cartoon with sound).

The anthropomorphic mouse has evolved from being simply a character in animated cartoons and comic strips to become one of the most recognizable symbols in the world."

Wikipedia also tells us that Mickey replaced "Oswald the lucky rabbit" as disney's main toon.. have a look at Oswald's early pics and see arent both, he and Mickey, twins!!



Dont you see they are so much like peas in a pot??


Well what I really wanted this entry to be all about was that how Mickey has spread magic all around the world...
There should be no child who doesnt know Mickey.. indeed all adults do knw him too... he's simply cute and adorable..

Mickey is no magician (except in one tale which I agree is pretty popular :P)... he tells us that to do hardwork is the key to success... he tells us to help friends is what a good friend should do... and he teaches us alot more things... like nothing is impossible!

Today when I see kids seeing Chinese - English dubbed cartoons... I at times feel that they are missing all the disney magic that enchanted my childhood... they never watched Donald, Goofy, Talespin, Tom and Jerry, Aladdin, Mermaid, Hercules, Chip and Dale and so many more...

I remember Sony got a paid channel from 1 September.. I wasnt in India then... and I was praying desperately that let Sony be paid from 2nd for on 1st they were having a special episode on Disney Hour.. bt hard luck.. I will always remember this and feel unlucky about the same :(

I mean Disney is just so enchanted.. I love everything about Disney..

Back to Mickey... Mickey is just too cute... and on his birthday I just wanted to remember him (though I am 2 days late sorry :P)

Here are some of Mickey Times.. you might wanna remember -



Picture Perfect... muah...




Awww.. they are so cute together... I jus love them!




Remember this face... I use to always wish to see this.. it always meant - followed by a Mickey and friends cartoon (mostly mickey)




The magician episode.. I loved how the broom troubled him.. lolzz...





And here are some really lovely times...









Saturday, November 14, 2009

Tu Jaane Naa

Kaise batayein
Kyun tujhko chahe
Yaara batha na paayein
Baatein dil o ki
Dekho jo baki
Aake tujhe samjhaein
Tu jaane na aaaa..
Tu jaane na
Tu jaane na aaaa..
Tu jaane na

Hmm milke bhi, hum na mile
Tumse na jaane kyun, milo ke,
Hai phasle tumse na jaane kyun
Anjaane, hai silsile
Tum se na jaane kyun, sapne hai
Palko tale tum se na jaane kyunnnnnn…

Kaise batayein
Kyun tujhko chahe
Yaara batha na paayein
(aaa…aaa…)
Baatein dil o ki
Dekho jo baki
Aake tujhe samjhaein
Tu jaane na aaaa..
Tu jaane na
Tu jaane na aaaa..
Tu jaane na

Aaaa aaaaa aaa
Nigahon mein dehko
Meri jo hai bas gaya aa
Woh hai milta tumse hubahoo
Ooohhooo..
Jaane teri aankhein
Kiya baatein ki vajah…
Huye tum jo dil ki aarzoo
Tum paas ho ke bhi
Tum aas ho ke bhi
Ehsaas ho ke bhi
Apne nahin aise hai
Hum ko gile
Tumse na jaane kyun, milo ke
Hai phasle tumse na jaane kyun ooonnn….
Tu jaane na aaaa..
Tu jaane na
Tu jaane na aaaa..
Tu jaane na

Ooo jaane na jaane na jaane na
Aaaaaaa aaa… tu jaane na
Khayalon mein lakhon baatein,
Yun toh keh gayaaaa..
Bola kuch na tere saamne
Oooo… huye na begaane bhi
Tum hoke aur ke
Dekho tum na mere hi bane
Aafsos hota hai, dil bhi yeh rotha hai
Sapne sanjotha hai, pagla hua soche ye
Hum the mile tum se na jaane kyun
Milo ke, hai phasle tumse na jaane kyun
Anjaane, hai silsile
Tum se na jaane kyun, sapne hai
Palko tale tum se na jaane kyunnnnnn…
Hooooohh…

Kaise batayein
Kyun tujhko chahe
Yaara batha na paayein
Baatein dil o ki
Dekho jo baki
Aake tujhe samjhaein
Tu jaane na aaaa..
Tu jaane na
Tu jaane na aaaa..
Tu jaane na

Tu jaane naaaa… tu jaane naa

Friday, November 13, 2009

**Friends Forever**

This is for a very special friend of mine.. she isnt reading it for its like we are friends who dont talk.. dont see each other or stuff.. and I hate to admit - we dont know each other.. not now...

Shivangi (Pinky)...
Before I disappear into nothing and you wake up one day and you want to talk to me but I am not here.. before that - I wanna let you know a few things.. important ones...

You mean alot.. if you hadnt I wouldnt leave Adi for you.. or lets say Shonali couldnt be forced to do that... I know you said so for you meant all good but you forgot it would hurt me.. When I needed you there to be with me.. you were no where.. and this hurts.. You even dont know my birthday now...
No comparisons.. but he did know and he got me a gift.. he was nothing more the friend you were!

And the remaining.. I dont want to hear what your friend has to say... I respect her opinion and I know the girl you dont want me to be talking of (who fought with Nitisha)... I know that girl pretty well.. in a fight I know she could have spoken tons and tons what you dont expect a girl to speak.. but if she spoke.. I trust her to know what she spoke and to an extent I know she wont do it without a reason...

So if you dont wanna talk to the girl.. its k.. no forcing you but dont speak ill of her...


And I know my words dont mean anything to you.. not now.. I hope inshallah one day they will...

Take Care
and keep smiling always!

Uttaranchal : My Home

Okie.. I do know that half of the world which has seen me things I am a South Indian.. the others think I am a Punjabi (by the way I speak) but trust me I am neither.. am a very typical Pahadi girl though I least resemble one (thnks the water of Delhi :D :D) Anyways... yes I am a pahadi girl and today I feel homesick :((

Delhi's been my home since like I was a week old (Am not a Delhi born)... and I have known Delhi alot.. though fine I havent seen all of Delhi but I have a fairly good idea about Delhi.. how people are here.. how they live and everything... but you know this is NOT home...

Sometimes I wish I was never here... wish that my grand-dad hadnt moved to Delhi to search for a job.. but well when I tell him this, he is right in saying that farming wasnt his cup of tea and if he was there, we would be in rags.. the riches I enjoy today is all what Delhi has to provide... I agree the my life without these riches would be tough and hard and at times miserable but I still long for a home...

My dad tells I say this for I know they will never take me to Uttaranchal and let me live there.. but trust me I wanna do this!!



See these ladies here... the dotted thing they wear is what we call 'Pichaud' or 'Pichauda' ... Its a traditional head covering for all married women and its given to them at the time of their marriage.

Seeing that all of them are also wearing the same coloured saree (blue).. means either they are sitting for a traditional pooja (ritual) or they are all fasting for one of their daughter is getting married and all of them will do the Kanyadaan..

See their bangles? The maroon thick glass chudiyaan? My granny wore them all her life.. though today my mum and aunts wear the thin glass and shiny one.. I see the beauty of the thick ones...

and see the lady 2nd from right.. she's put the sindoor from her forehead.. that's how we put it in Uttaranchal.. I had once gone to seen an Uttaranchali play. and there the lady put it right from her nose to her head.. wow!!




See them?? These are ghats..they are built in paths of river so that we can go and bath there... the water pressure in these is less and its enjoyble...
I love being there!!

Well what all do I mention about my home?? Its just unique and I am totally in love with it...

I just wish that people will stop polluting it.. corrupting it and spoiling it... Let it be untouched.. my home of Gods (thats what Uttaranchal is called - 'DevBhoomi')

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Midnight Sun


If I say I have read it.. wont hurt for duh.. its available on the net and anyone can read it (no piracy.. Stephanie has it on her site)

Well then even I read it and what I wanna say is... its beautiful...

Reading Midnight Sun.. a thought came across my mind.. we meet so many people daily... or lets not say meet.. lets say see.. or share the place with...

Now we arent as fortunate as Edward... for he wasnt able to listen to Bella's thoughts.. he was drawn to her... but this luck isnt with us.. then just think how many people we miss..

Maybe the girl who brushed past you yesterday shared the same thoughts.. maybe the guy in your favourite blue loved the same movie as you... maybe that teacher.. nasty weird looking is the one who can tell you what you want.. maybe that uncle whom you hate to look at be your mentor and what not???

The only thing is we just dont knw... humans are bad at this I must say.. they are scared to try.. to experiment.. what if it doesnt turn out well?? If it doesnt.. let it go to hell.. move on..

Back to the book.. (I will put the 'gyaan' in some other blog entry)... I enjoyed reading it but I wish it wasnt leaked out... for
1. As an author.. Stephenie should have a right about the publishing date
2. She had emotions with it and hurting them is BAD
3. I want her to complete which she says is postponed for infinite time...

Now I am stuck up with an incomplete Edward :P...

Oh I so much wanna knw what was Edward thinking in the end.. in the very end when Bella asks him to bite her... I really wanna...

8 notes woven for 80 years


Well... I speak of none other than Lata Mangeshkar (sorry I dont know how to show the respect.. that is what to add in front of her name)...

I have been trying to do this diary entry since her birthday but I always forget :P

Well.. Lata Mangeshkar is better known as to 'share the title of the only other thing (person) apart from the Taj that none other than India holds' ...

She's truely a legend.. she's singing for like 60 years and I have like heard 600 voices but I have never found anyone who can sing anything equal to her... she's amazing.. a true "Bharat Ratna"

I really dont know why am I writing this.. but that day when I heard on the radio its Lata tai's birthday and there was some other event too that day.. I got to know it from radio about her birthday and that too late in the evening but the other event was too prominent... I hated that...

Since I donno.. but I had to be like some seconds old but since then I am listening to her... my dad's a big fan and I am bigger...!! :P I love Kishore da and Lata tai duets... both of them are the true essence and above everything.. Lata di has a song for everything!

She's sung over hundreds of songs and is the idol for lovers.. her so many duets have been anthem for lovers... and she's an all time diva for growing girls... but well she's been for me!

Today.. all I want to say is that I have heard like so many people from Geeta Dutt to Alisha Chinai... Celine Dion to Taylor Swift but never ever have I been able to get out of Lata di's magic...

I just hope she lives a great life and I get to listen to more of her... I know today the songs are different and not the kind Lata di would want to sing but her voice is what I want to hear... However.. even in the other case.. I just want her to be happy.. forever and always!

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Mar Jawaan Arabic Part

:Radi krah di krawa:
:wal hawah wasamah:
— Teri yaad mein main tarsa iss hawa
— mein aur is samah mein —
:Wadi krah hitawahat:
:allah dukha wasamah:
— Wade karke tune tarsaya mujhe
to allah ne dekha iss samah mein —

:Latehwal flahwahat:
:allah dukha wasamah:
— Gunha Kabool Kiya phir bhi na kuch paya
— aur Allah ne dekha iss samah mein —
:Wadi krah hitawahat:
:allah dukhawasamah:
— Wade Karke Main Tarsa
Allah ne dekha iss samah mein —

Mar Jawaan

Before reading this... I want you to think of the 'special person' of your life... He / She (preferably He... that is this is for girls mostly!) can be Edward Cullen :P, Shahrukh Khan or any celebrity... can be your crush, your present one or your ex... but the only condition is you need to have seen the person enough to know how he looks in different chores of life!

If you are in my school, you will easily know the places I talk of... else it wont be much of a problem imagining it... I wont say there are any classrooms or commerce classes kinda stuff.. I just mention corridoors and halls and rooms... you can imagine them anyway.. to me they will be like the ones in my school!

This is perfectly my imagination.. well actually its moments... I cherish and I will always and before I loose them.. I want them to be here... I have woven them all into a small song... and whenever I will hear it.. these flashes will play in my mind like a video

Whenever I listen to Mar Jawaan... it reminds me just of one person I can like see forever... well I donno if I will ever get to see him again for like after 12th.. he's gone! But I know this song and my eyes closed will always get him in my heart...

So here we start... read each line of the song and then visualize what you are asked to!

radi..krah….di..krawa….
(you are standing and the guy is sitting... he looks at you with the most innocent eyes you will ever see... and you are looking into them and thats all the world is about in that moment)

wal_hawah…..wasamah….
(the guy looking in your eyes with same affection as you are looking into his and he mouth curls into a slight smile which is sweet, angelic and naughty at the same time)

wadi…krah….hitawahat….
(the smile turns to a laughter... not a loud one but a very sweet one... your smile widens)

allah dukha…wasamah…
(laughter now goes into the eyes of the guy and his eyes are sparkling)

latehwal…flahwahat….
(he asks you to show your hand for he wants to read it and you dont cross question or anything but simply he orders you and you join both your palms and show them forward for him to see)

allah dukha…wasamah….
(he hardly looks at the palms for a second and then says 'you arent as naughty as I thought')

wadi…krah….hitawahat….

(you have first time in your life taken your finger prints... actually had them taken by one of the India's top forensic doctor and you bring the A4 sheet and show it to the guy)

allah dukha…wasamah…..
(he takes them but sees them in such a way that all the black powder is rubbed off the finger prints and gets on his hand and then he takes a napkin and says 'you dirtied my hands')


fly yooo….

(you are walking a corridoor on 2nd floor... and from first floor the guy is staring at you just to make sure you are there for he asked you to go...)

fly yooo….
(you realise that the guy was supposed to be doing something more important and why the hell is he staring you?)

mar jawaan mar jawaan
(you are standing beside the guy and a professional carrier person... the guy is telling all he has done and all he is interested to do... you are listening to it and smiling)

tere ishq pe mar jawaan
(in a hall... the professional is giving a lecture and the guy is standing with the late comers... he is least interested in the lecture but alot more interested in the girl beside him...)

mar jawaan mar jawaan
(he keeps asking the girl something or the other... one moment you feel glad to be somewhere near him and being able to see him.. the next you are hell angry for the guy talks to another girl)

fly yooo…

(you are super jealous now)

tere ishq pe mar jawan
(you try alot of stupid things to do while the lecture... biggest of them being trying to sound interested and asking questions... you hope the guy is looking at you when you are doing so but you totally dont know!)

bheege bheege sapno ka jaise khat hai
(you are standing outside a room which isnt a classroom or anything... you are there just like that and the guy comes out of the corridoor... honestly he got no work to come there and God knows why is he there... but he then sees you and he leaves...)

heyyyy….
(however as he sees you before going so he stops dead in the place and comes to you)

geeli geeli chaahat ki jaise lat hai
(next you know is that the guy has seen you first time in a total different look and asks you 'how these clothes?' and then you know you are just walking besides him...)

mar jawaan mar jawaan
(you remember the blue shirt... royal blue shirt he wore the time he saw you in different clothes for the first time... it was shining and so he was he!)

tere ishq pe mar jawaan
(back to the hall and lecture... you hear the guy tell his educational interests to the professional and then you leave feeling good)

mar jawaan mar jawaan
(next moment God knows why you turn back to look at the hall and you see the guy walk out just behind you...)

tere ishq pe mar jawan
(neither the guy nor I stop or try to even converse... both of you just walk and you think that was the guy there just till you were or you are making alot of things in your mind!)

radi..krah….di..krawa….

(you are not in your best clothes but in the colour and look you like... you are just walking and someone calls your name.. its the same guy.. he's in school on Saturday though he has no reason to be there... he is in a room to which he isnt related a miles like to... but he is in there and has called your name from there...)

wal_hawah…..wasamah….
(you go into the room and for the first time you see a very homely look of his... he's wearing a t shirt over his not so regular pants and he is looking good... you now know he loves BLUE!)

wadi…krah….hitawahat….
allah dukha…wasamah…..
(he kind of scolds you... you love it for he's being in a way naughty... he talks to you for hours... and all you do is SMILE and stand there fixed at your place and listen... listen for hours and I mean HOURS!)

latehwal…flahwahat…. allah dukha…wasamah…..
(he asks you when was your class supposed to be... and you tell him it started half and hour back but as he was speaking and you didnt want to disturb so you let him talk and you were listening)

wadi…krah….hitawahat…. allah dukha…wasamah…..
(another day... you tell him that someone somewhere may care for him and so he should better take care of himself... and he smiles and laughs.. you ask him what?? and he says thinking that how you have grown up so suddenly and you feel amazing listening to this!!)

soche dil ke aisa kash ho
(you bugged the life outta the guy to search something for you... poor chap one day calls you himself and says come along and we will search the drawer and maybe we find the things and he does so... he is working and you are looking at him...)

tujhko ek nazar meri talash ho
(you are looking while he is speaking as he searches for the things and then just an affectionately 'dear'... bas then what?? you are dead on the spot.. you dont hear anything more than that.. you dont do anything for the rest of the day... all you do is SMILE)

jaise khwaab hai aankhon mein base meri
(you are walking in the corridor... you feel he is looking at you but well you feel it 24 hours and then suddenly his 2 fingers curl out of wrist and call you... you are confused! He's calling you for the first time... is it real?? So in sign again you ask him - me? and he nodds...)

waise neendo pe silvate pade teri
(your first rain... or atleast you had your share of rain... okie he likes to be with his friends playing and you like rain dance... but well that feeling coming in front of him...)

bheege bheege aarmano ki na had hai
(you all wet... going home and on a long path you are walking.. knowing he is there behind you following each and every step.. yet you dont turn and it goes on like this! just after the first partial rain :P)

heyyyy….
(you forget something on your table.. he asks for it the next day and you say... oops I lost it and then he gives his so naughty wali smile and takes it out of his pocket...)

geeli geeli khwaish bhi toh behad hai
(you scold the hell out of him for he does something you dont like.. poor chap comes all the way to where to are to make up but doesnt succeed... sends another friend to do so but no luck there either but you feel pathetic for being so angry on him before... and its the first time you had a tear in your eye for something so sweet)

mar jawaan mar jawaan
(sitting alone in a room with the guy wanting to talk about studies but well he has pen.. so do you... he's got a notebook in front of you and so do you.. a common book.. but he's on with his tales and you are listening..)

tere ishq pe mar jawaan
(he drives past you sitting inside the best car you saw... a car in India you would like to purchase with the number '0001' and well you stare again!)

mar jawaan mar jawaan
(the first face you see in the morning is him... without his usual specs and he looks wow without them and the first person he reminds you of - Salman Khan and since then you secretly call him ' mera wala Salman Khan ')

tere ishq pe mar jawan
(you are there out of your class in the photostat room.. he comes there for the same.. you are the one doing the photostats and he sees you and just one question he asks ' you can do this too? ')

radi..krah….di..krawa….
(you are there in front of him... he is standing there with his group of friends... but well he wanted you to be there... you ask him a million times - Can I leave? and all the times all he says is 'no stay here' ... he wont ask you a thing in the group directly but knows that you know all the answers...)

wal_hawah…..wasamah….
(he's standing in front of you speaking to a lot of people.. you are one of the listeners... he's upset or angry about something and when you ask him all he'll say is 'no I am not' but you dont pay attention to what he is saying.. you are seeing the small nail he is playing with... trying to hurt his nail with it.. actually it was bent so he was trying to undo so inspite of knowing he wont be able to do it.. and you are like crazy not listening to anything but just seeing so he doesnt hurt himself...)

mar jawan…
(seeing the guy standing alot away from where he should be talking to another girl and feeling HORRIBLE)

wadi…krah….hitawahat….
(recording his voice secretly and listening to it all the time.. a thousand times)

allah dukha…wasamah…..
(his telling your mom 'your gal doesnt eat a thing.. I tried all my might')

mar jawan….
(listening to his heart... he knows you are there and you havent seen that side of him but he is willing to share it with his friends in front of you... you hear it.. you cant help crying and you CANT show it in front of him either... you know the pain he talks of for you have felt something similar and once again you feel helpless.. this time more for you feel helpless for him as well.. and you rush out of the room)

latehwal…flahwahat….
(ofcourse how can you not forget the fights... not talking to him.. teasing him.. taunting him.. him teasing you.. pulling your leg and irritating the hell out of you... but at the end of the day even if you both mutually decide to not talk for the rest of your lives.. you know you are there for each other and you always will be!)

allah dukha…wasamah…..
(praying a hundred time... a million times 'God please take care of 'the guy'')

wadi…krah….hitawahat….
(in one blink... all these memories discussed above go in your brain in super fast forward speed... slow enough so you can catch a few... and save all in your heart... something like how the infinite memories passed me when I was writing a few special ones here...)

allah dukha…wasamah…..
(just that one smile... a smile to die for... a smile with which you can spend an eternity.. a smile.. ahh... that killer smile and with those sparkling eyes... you are so much drowned into them!)

Okie... wait let me tell a few more things.. these memories ARENT MINE i.e. Shruti's... These are however very much real.. the gal and the guy who share these memories have full copy rights on them :P and I just hope the guy doesnt read it for he will take the ghost outta me :P :P ... See I know I am confusing everyone who is reading... just one thing.. THE GIRL ISNT ME! I know the guy and the gal... but I dont get them and so I wont be able to understand either of them to you.. you might wanna see this as a love story and lets see if you can figure the start and the end (both mentioned here)
I just loved these and listening to them I felt like living them.. and so I just complied them all.. and put them in my blog..

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