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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