Monday, October 12, 2009

If only...

,
O re manwa tu toh bawaara hai
Tu hi jaane tu kya sochta hai
Tu hi jaane tu kya sochta hai…
Kyun dikhaye sapne tu sote jaagte…


The song was striking a chord slowly but steadily. She was listening to the whole song for the first time. Before this, she had only caught the trailers on tv…he was playing it from a CD, that made her wonder how did he burn a CD of that recent a song so soon…she wasn’t complaining though..it had just rained, and the sky was now a happy blue and air was fresh and vibrant, almost as if the breeze was a little girl in a ponytail, running in a meadow..happy, carefree and alive…

The car had open windows and there was no dust entering inside from the cars as there weren’t any..just a stray one now and then…they were on the highway of the Vasant Kunj Gurgaon road, and the speed of the car made her heart race..

The song, the weather and her feelings were playing frenzy with her mind and heart. She was worried he might be able to hear her heart beat.

This man, this absolutely gorgeous young man, tall and lanky, bright eyes and a laugh that spread to his eyes and made his whole face so very expressive and lively. What would she not do to see him smile and laugh beside her always? How had she not realized in the seven long years he had been a buddy, that he was the one who made her feel absolutely complete, absolutely happy, almost smug…

He joked about something, and she blushed, and then bit her lip, realizing that now she would be made fun of. He had seen her blush and asked her if the song was doing this to her…

All those years, they had been good friends, and yet she hadn’t bothered to think of him in this light. Tied up with bad relationships, a hectic job, a stressed family life, she had taken him as granted…the last few months he had shifted to her city, she had discovered she could feel something much, much more for him. And right now, she knew exactly what it was. The feeling of knowing made her shiver a little..

He now took a smooth turn and the airport loomed large in front of them. She asked why the airport, weren’t they on a long drive? He said, soon she would know. He parked his car in front of the arrivals and waited. He leaned against the car and she gazed at him peacefully, let her eyes go through his whole frame and smiled at herself. She had a prince waiting for right next to her, while she was busy kissing frogs..

From nowhere out of her day dreaming, she heard him shout out, “Hey Archu! Finally meet my best kept secret, Tina! My love, my foreign returned doll!” and then he turned to Tina and added, “God I missed you so so much!”

She was stunned for a while. Leaning on the other side of the car, she didn’t know if she could walk again, her feet felt like lead. She walked slowly to the other side and joined in the hugs and hand shakes.

“So this is Archu! Hi, I have heard so much about you. I told him to tell you all about us, but you know him, some crazy surprise he wanted it to be! But you cant shout at him, he is just too adorable! Two years were maddening without him….”

She just mumbled a few words, yes, ya he is, he never told me, wow, am happy for you guys..

And just at that moment, the same song started inside the car again.

Jo barse sapne boond boond,
naino ko moond moond
naino ko moond moond
kaise main chalun, dekh na sakun, anjane raaste…

12 comments:

Rini said...

this is damn good and made me go all tingly inside.. good job! keep posting more such stuff :)

Ricky said...

Very well written story...very visual. This line, "as if the breeze was a little girl in a ponytail, running in a meadow.." was specially very good. And even though it was predictable after she saw the airport but some stories are good that way...just like the movie that inspired the song in the story.

PS: The verification word here is "Swati". Just thought that was interesting...lol

Debasish said...

The best stories in the world have some amount of truth in them. This seemed like one of those with its fair share of "inspired by true events".

True? Or shall we never know? :)

The Sage said...

nice to see you back and this place happening as it should be... and of course, beautifully woven story...

Mrinalini said...

@Rini,
thanks babes :D

@Ricky,
thanks buddy..though you have to elaborate on the Swati verification, am lost :O

@Debashish,
ummm, true stories or not, stories that need to be told, thats all i guess..
what do u think? ;)

@Sage,
Yayy!! You back!! :D

Ankit said...

Nice story, mrinalini. Real good!

And what ricky means by the verification word being 'swati' is that before posting a comment, u need to do a word verification that google/blogger needs u to do. His was swati. Mine, for example, is naloi! So there.

Anjali said...

Nice...very very real :) A good read.

But one question, if they were friends for that long how come she didn't know about the love of his life, or why didn't he ever mention it to her? Ever..?

Mrinalini said...

@Ankit,
Thank you for bailing me out :P it was an easy one, and I thought what could Swati be :P

@Anjali,
Well, it just came out like that..and if u must know, then lets say they were school friends who had been in touch always, while the boy had met his Tina in college..prolly the friend thought he had casual flings, thats all...maybe the boy didnt share much till he started living in the same city..and finally gave her that suprise :P
howzzat?

Piya said...

i loved it mrinu :) even though it's opposed to my idea of a 'happy ending' i like the way u subtly finished it. It must have been the song that inspired you to write this na ?

Kate said...

Just found this blog but great story.

Kate x

limenlemons said...

oh god, how heart breaking!! u had me sooo hooked on to the story and then that end made me so sad .....

btw, i love that song too! its on repeat in my car. lol. bugs everyone else who rides with me.

rain girl said...

like the story. n i guess am the only one who HATES that song :P its too "down" for me :P

 

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