Tuesday, 25 July 2017

PART 9:: Ehsaas


 Armaan held Riddhima's hand all the way back to school. Riddhima was overwhelmed with emotions and could barely speak.


"Basanti……abhi tho shaadi nahin huyi, par tum abhi se itni chup kyon ho gayi? Well, I guess shaadi ke baad aadmi chup ho jaate hain, aurat nahin!" Armaan tried to nudge her into a conversation.

Riddhima's eyes were still moist with tears of joy. She squeezed his hand and looked at him lovingly, "Armaan, main aaj bahut khush hoon…shayad iss liye itni chup hoon."


"Hmm….got it! Agar tum chup ho tho iska matlab bahut khush ho ya bahut dukhi! Main koshish karoonga ki tum sirf khushi se hi zindagi bhar chup raho…..kabhie dukh se nahin," he stopped the car in front of the school and stared longingly at her, "abhi maa ko mat bataana hamare baare mein."


Riddhima looked at him quizzically, "kyon?"



"Main apni didi ko phone karoonga…..main chahta hoon wo hi rishta le kar aaye….you know kind of do it officially," he grinned and kept a firm grip on her hand as she tried to get out.



Riddhima laughed, "theek hai! Par mera haath tho chhodo!"

"Chhodne ke liye nahin pakda hai!" he teased her and would not let go of her.

Riddhima glared at him, "Armaan! School aa gaya hai!"


Just as they played tag with their fingers, his phone rang, asking him to come back to the clinic for an emergency, "OK…lo chhod diya….yeh kaam nahin hota na, tho main tumhey nahin chhod ta….OK bye!"



Riddhima smiled at him and walked back to the school. She felt the little foil ring on her finger and kissed it, "yeh mere zindagi ki sabse keemti gift hai….Armaan chahe tum kitne bhi mehngey gifts do mujhey baad main…..is anghooti ke aage wo koi maayne nahin rakehenge," she walked into her class with a heady feeling.



Riddhima could barely concentrate on her work that afternoon. She forgot her lesson plan, and gave the kids freedom to do what they wanted to. She floated into her dreamland with just her and Armaan, flying on the clouds, away from the rest of the world.



She left the school early; danced and twirled all the way home. Onlookers greeted her infectious smile with an equally broad one…. "kya baat hai madam…aaj bahut khush hain aap?……Koi khaas khabar madam?….School mein sab theek hai na?…."



Riddhima just smiled and waved, flashing her foil ring to everyone. She brushed across all the flowers on her path, stopped and kissed little kids…..hugged the elderly….. she had never been happier.

She hummed this song all the way home.


"Saanwariya" from "swades"

http://www.dishant.com/lyrics/song-21134.html

(Saanwariya saanwariya, main toh huwi baawariya
Tune mann moh liya?saanwariya ho?) -2
Uljha sa ye mann hai, sulgha sa ye tann hai
Sapnon ka saawan hai, nainon ka aangan hai
Chhalke mann gaagariya..saanwariya ho?saanwariya ho?
Saanwariya saanwariya, main toh huwi baawariya
Tune mann moh liya?saanwariya ho?

Tara rara ra ra ra ra ra ra?aa? –2

She did not realize that instead of home, she landed at Dr Misra's house. She headed for the kitchen; whipped a quick meal for the doctors; headed to Dr Misra and Armaan's rooms with their clothes, still singing this song in her melodious voice:



Jo tu yun paas aaya hai, jo tu yun dil pe chhaaya hai
Toh maine kya paaya hai, kaise kahoon haan
Kahin dhadhkan ki kaliyaan hai, kahin sapnon ki galiyaan hai
Jo mann mein rang-raliyaan hai, kaise kahoon
Tu jo, mujhe, aise, behkaaye, kabhi kabhi mujhe toh badi laaj si aaye
Bhooli hoon main jaise, apni dagariya
Jabse hai dekhi maine, prem nagariya, prem nagariya
Saanwariya saanwariya, main toh huwi baawariya
Tune mann moh liya?saanwariya ho?

Ho?ho?ho?ho?ho?

Tu jo, mila, mujhe, toh ye saara, sama, badal gaya
Khilne lage hain phoolse meri raah mein
Phir yun, laga, mujhe ke ye dharti, nayi huwi
Naya ambar huwa, teri aur meri chaah mein
Chanchal, hawa, taraana koyi gaaye
Nadiya bhi koyi kahaani kehti jaaye
Jabse mili sajna, tujhse najariya
Ho gayi hai sudh-budh ki mujhse gathhariya
Saanwariya saanwariya
Saanwariya saanwariya, main toh huwi baawariya
Tune mann moh liya... saanwariya ho...

Tara rara ra ra ra ra ra ra?aa? -2



As she kept humming and singing, she did not notice Armaan standing at the doorway to his room with arms folded. She was startled by the applause, "Oh tum? Sorry….main bas kapde rakh rahi thi….aaj school se seedha yahin aa gayi….."


She flustered a little, being caught in his room.



Armaan could not be happier; he shut his bedroom door and came closer. He gazed at her longingly and cupped her face in his hands. He stared into her eyes and said, "tum jitni khubsoorat ho, utni hi khubsoorat gaati bhi ho…..pehle kyon nahin sunaya itna sunder gaana?"



Riddhima lowered her eyes, "Oh…wo bahut dino se riyaaz nahin kiya tha na…..kahin besura suna deti tho?"



"Tumhara besura sur bhi mere liye madhur sangeet se kam nahin hai….promise me that after we get married, you will sing for me everyday……jab main kaam se thakaa haara aaoonga, mere liye roz ek gaana gaana padhega," Armaan kissed her forehead.



Riddhima had a mischievous look on her face, "sirf gaane se kaam chal jaayga tumhara?"


Armaan loved this naughty Riddhima. He rolled his lower lip and said, "gaana….khaana…..aur phir…aur phir….,"



Riddhima twirled his shirt buttons with her fingers, "aur phir?"



Armaan said playfully, "aur phir gaane waali ko KHAANA!" He was about to take a bite into her cheek, but she slipped away and ran to the door, "Doctor Malik…thoda sabr rakhna padhega…..," she unlocked the door and ran downstairs, still blushing at his last comment.



Armaan punched his chest longingly, "Sabr? Kambhakt wo hi tho nahin hota….."



He picked his mobil and dialed a number, "Hello! Haan…di? Kaisi ho? Jiju kaise hain?"

Keerti, his older sister was on the other line, "Aaj busy doctor sahib ko apni behen ki yaad kaise aa gayi?"

Armaan: "DI! Main tho hamesha aap ko yaad karta hoon…..bas kehta nahin hoon."



Keerti: "Yeah right! Bataa kya kaam hai? Paise chahiye tho bhej deti hoon….stipend mein kaam kaise chal raha hoga?"




Armaan: " Nahin Di! Paise nahin, mujhey aap chahiye ho….aur wo bhi jaldi se jaldi!"



Keerti: "Main? Zaroor koi badhaa kaam hoga…..kya baat hai?"

Armaan: "aap iss weekend jiju ko lekar yahan Ramgarh aa sakti hain?"



Keerti: "Ramgarh? Kyon bhala? Mujhey Ramgarh se kya kaam?"



Armaan: "Bas main jaisa keh raha hoon, waisa karna…..apne saath kuch ek darjan nai sariyaan le aana, ek heere ki anghooti….aapke size ki chalegi….kuch teeke ka saamaan….may be 1-2 gold sets, mithai…. wagarah wagarah."



Keerti: "Kisi ka shagun kar raha hai kya?" she laughed at his shopping list.

Armaan: "Haan…apna!"



Keerti: "Kya kaha? Zara phir se tho bol……tu sach keh raha hai? Kaun hai wo pagal ladki?" she had tears of joy in her eyes. She had tried hard to set Armaan up with various eligible girls since he had completed MBBS, but he had declined every proposal.



Armaan: "pagal tho main zyaada hoon di," he replied softly



Keerti: "Wow! Phir tho zaroor aana padhega…..jo ladki mere super duper high achieving bhai ko pagal banaa sakti hai, isey tho zaroor milnaa padhega….lekin Ramgarh mein kya kar rahi hai wo?"



Armaan: "Wo yahin ki hai di!"


Keerti: "Really? Lekin tu tho hamesha ek ultra modern type ki ladki se shaadi karna chahta tha."



Armaan: "Di….Riddhima se milney ke baad mujhey pata chala hai ki modern dekhne se nahin, apne khayalon se hote hain….she is a girl of the 21 st century…has a lot of self-respect….poori feminist bhi hai…..aapko bhi maat kar degi!"




Keerti: "Wow! Tab tho main jaldi hi tayyari karti hoon…Shubhankar ke office se aate hi hum bazaar jaate hain….ek photo tho email kar de mujhey."



Armaan: "photo tho nahin hai…aur na hi mere paas yahan computer hai……bas yeh samajh lo mere dil mein rehti hai." He sighed.



Keerti: "Aye hai! Dr se majnu ban gaya mera bhai….Now I am really anxious….accha uske ghar ka pataa kya hai? Uske ghar ka phone? Kam se kam uske ghar waalon ko bataa tho doon ki hum tapak rahe hain shagun lekar apne diwaane bhai ke liye," she laughed and hung up after noting down the details.
Armaan sighed and thought, "Yeh zaalim weekend kab aayega?"

Sangeeta 

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