Faasle-ff based on KYPH pt46, 47 END - Page 5

Posted: 16 years ago
Originally posted by cute_face86


MY GOD ....thats my fav song hunni ..... 😳 ...hmmm i have feeling will they seprate bheegi 😭


i love that song too. Let's see what happens 😊
Posted: 16 years ago
OMG that was really lovely part 😳 😳 😳 please don;t separate them. continue soon. 👏 👏 👏
Posted: 16 years ago
Originally posted by sweetmittal


OMG that was really lovely part 😳 😳 😳 please don;t separate them. continue soon. 👏 👏 👏


thanks 😊 let's see what happens next
Posted: 16 years ago
aaaawwwwwwwwwww their first kiss 😳 it was choooo sweeeeeet but don't separate them
Posted: 16 years ago
Originally posted by rima791


aaaawwwwwwwwwww their first kiss 😳 it was choooo sweeeeeet but don't separate them


Thanks Rima 😊

Let's see if they separate or not??
Posted: 16 years ago
PART 15:

After the song finished, all the couples headed back for their tables, as dessert was being served. Angad and Tehzeeb stayed glued to each other, oblivious of their surroundings. They were still relishing the best dessert they had just tasted on the cruise….it was warmer, creamier and more luscious than any of the chocolate desserts that were being served at the tables.

They were finally interrupted from their trance by the loud noise of someone's wine glass crashing on the floor.

Both Angad and Tehzeeb were startled and fumbled for words, "Uh..Uh…Tehzeeb…I am sorry…I got carried away…" Angad pulled away.

Tehzeeb hesitated initially, but then looked at him lovingly, "I am not…," she whispered and ran towards the opposite end of the ship. The deck was deserted at the other end of the ship, with moonlight illuminating the darkness of the corner.

Angad followed her, "TEHZEEB! Please kahan jaa rahi ho?"

He caught up with Tehzeeb and stood next to her, as she stared at the waves carved by the sailing ship. Angad thought he heard some silent sobs, 'Tehzeeb? Please don't cry…..I did not mean to do that…."

Tehzeeb looked at him soulfully, "Angad….tum mujhey bhool tho nahin jaaogey na? Mujhey milney New York aaogey na?"

Angad looked away, unable to meet her honest gaze, "Tehzeeb bhoolunga tho nahin….par New York shayad kabhie nahin aaoonga…..shayad hamara saath yahin tak likha hai….in 12 dinon ko main hamesha ek haseen khwab samajh kar apney dil mein rakhoonga…..I will miss you Tehzeeb….but we have to be realistic…..hamari duniya bilkul alag hai…..it's best we don't give any name to our beautiful relationship…and leave it as it is….," he turned around and looked at her.

Tehzeeb wiped her tears and composed herself, "chalo…let's get some dessert and coffee…..," she knew Angad was right, but her heart ached to hear otherwise. She wanted him to openly declare his love for her…she wanted him to say "main duniya ka har bandhan chhod kar tumhare paas aa jaaoonga….," but she knew in the real world it was easier said than done….he had an ailing mother to go to, and she had to go back to her father in New York. Her father would never accept Angad….that much she was sure about Javed….and she knew she did not have the courage to face her Abbu about this…

They both walked back to their table, their hands brushing against each other; their fingers aching to twine with each other like a vine around a tree…..

Early next morning, their ship had docked at the Istanbul harbor.
Tehzeeb stepped out on her terrace and looked around. She saw the famous Blue Mosque of Istanbul, with its six minarets towering over the Sea. The Blue Mosque was perched on a hill overlooking the Marmara. Tehzeeb had butterflies in her stomach at the sight- her hands instantly went up in air, as she closed her eyes and said a silent prayer facing the grand mosque, "Ya. Allah! Tera laakh laakh shukriya…..meri har galti ko maaf kariyega……Angad ki Ammi par meharbaani kariye…unhey jaldi theek kar deejiye….," Tehzeeb was surprised at herself that she was asking Allah something for someone she had never met….she had always asked Allah to bless herself…this was the first time she found herself wishing for someone else…….

Tehzeeb collected her stuff and took the elevator to the lobby. She picked the photographs taken last night –she had made sure that they had printed 2 copies of each photograph. She admired how good Angad looked in the photograph- tall, handsome with his characteristic slanting smile-she put them in her bag and walked towards the exit.

Angad was wishing all the passengers, just as he had the first day when she had boarded the ship. She had a lump in her throat, thinking of what was going to happen in the next few moments.

She was surprised, when Angad whispered in her ear, "bahar mere liye wait karna…main tumhey Aapi ke ghar tak le jaaoonga…"

Tehzeeb's face lit up at his suggestion, "really?"

Angad gently blinked his eyes and nodded.

Tehzeeb stepped out of the ship and instinctively covered her head with a scarf. Although, Turkey has a Muslim majority, it was a secular country. Tehzeeb still wanted to cover her head out of respect for this holy land.

Angad joined her after awhile, "chalo…let's take a cab….wo address kahan gaya?"

Tehzeeb took out a crumbled envelope from her purse; the address was barely legible after being washed repeatedly in the rain and seawater.

The cab driver had a hard time finding the address, as it was in the old part of the town. After an hour or two of going around in circles, they finally arrived at their possible destination. Tehzeeb was once again thankful for Angad's presence. Frankly, she would not have cared if they had gotten lost and driven around in circles all day!

Angad held Tehzeeb's hand as they walked through the narrow streets to arrive at the address on the envelope.

Tehzeeb squeezed Angad's arm, as she was nervous and excited about meeting her Aapi after so many years. Angad sensed her anxiety, and knocked at the door.

The door was finally answered by a middle-aged lady (imagine dadi from KYPH), "kaun?" she asked trying to find some familiarity in Angad's face, "kaun ho tum? Kahin dekha hai tumhey?…kahan se aaye ho?"

Angad stepped backwards and let Tehzeeb come forward.

Tehzeeb had tears in her eyes as she saw her Aapi- she was exactly as she had remembered her, except for a few more wrinkles and gray hair- Tehzeeb could not control her tears and hugged her grandmother, "AAPI!"

Aapi was speechless, as she hugged Tehzeeb, "Tehzeeb? Tu? Yahan kab…aur kaise aayi? Andar aa beti…..kitna zamaana ho gaya tujhey dekhey…..,"

Aapi stepped away and admired Tehzeeb's youthful looks, "kahin nazar na lag jaaye meri gudiya ko…..Allah mian ka shukr hai jo usney mujhey yeh din dekhney ke liye mehfoos rakha hai…..," Aapi had tears in her eyes too, as she pulled Tehzeeb inside her tiny flat.

"Aao beta tum bhi andar aao….kya naam hai tumhara?" Aapi looked at Angad

Angad touched her feet out of respect, but Aapi hugged him in return, "nahin beta gale lagte hain…khuda ke alaawa kisi ke aage jhukna nahin chahiye….."

"A..Angad…" Angad hesitated but answered her question

"Tehzeeb ke dost ho?"

"Haan….bas kuch aise hi samajh lee jiye….jis ship se Tehzeeb aayi hai, main usmein kaam karta hoon…" Angad explained.

"Aaj bahut pak din hai Tehzeeb…aaj Milad-e-nabi hai….is din khuda se jo bhi maango, wo mil jaata hai…..main kitney saalon se yeh dua kar rahi thi ki apne bacchon ko dekh loon…..aaj meri dua kabool ho gayi..," Aapi looked up in the sky with her arms in the air, as if thanking Allah.

Tehzeeb looked at Angad, and then looked up in the sky; she silently said a prayer herself.

"Aao…tum dono ko main kuch khaas khilaati hoon….Tehzeeb tujhey bahut pasand hain wo…peele meethe chawal….," Aapi was really excited and wanted to be the perfect hostess for her grand daughter and her friend.

Angad and Tehzeeb had a wonderful home-cooked meal on this auspicious day.

After lunch, Aapi asked Angad, "beta kahan ke rehney waale ho…bahut jaane-pehchaane lagte ho….."

"Main Mumbai ka hi rehney waala hoon…"

"Humein tho Mumbai chhode kayi saal ho gay…pata nahin kahan dekha hai…khair yaad aa jaayega…budhaape mein yaad kuch kamzor ho jaati hai….," aapi smiled

Tehzeeb hugged her Aapi from behind, "Aapi…boodhey ho aapke dushman! Aap tho abhi bhi bahut jawan hain!"

Aapi caressed Tehzeeb's face affectionately, "Tere Aabu kaise hain? Usney tujhey aane diya? Wo khud kyon nahin aaya?" Aapi had a lot of questions.

Tehzeeb's face fell, as she told her Aapi the complete truth.

Aapi was touched by Tehzeeb's story, "tu mere liye itni taqleef seh kar aayi hai…..mujhey ab aur kuch nahin chahiye…"

After a few hours of hanging out with Tehzeeb and Aapi, Angad stood up with his bags, "meri flight ka time ho raha hai…ab main aap logon se ijaazat chahta hoon….,"

Tehzeeb was like hit by a boulder, "Angad! Tum itni jaldi jaa rahe ho?"

Angad shrugged his shoulder, "kya karoon? Mumbai ki ek hi flight hai aur wo 2 ghante mein nikal rahi hai…"

Angad knew that saying good-bye was going to be the hardest part of this past fortnight. He tried to hide his emotions, "let me call a taxi…"

Tehzeeb's eyes glistened with tears. Her Aapi, of course, was still very attuned to Tehzeeb's emotions. She understood that the relationship between Tehzeeb and Angad was more than just a casual acquaintance or even a friendship. Her experienced eyes could tell that they were in LOVE WITH EACH OTHER- all afternoon they had teased each other and stolen loving glances from each other, presumably when Aapi was not looking.

Aapi interrupted, "Nahin beta…mera driver tumko airport chhod aayega….Tehzeeb tum bhi jaao Angad ke saath….usko thodi company rahegi…."

Tehzeeb smiled through her tears, "thanks Aapi…main jaldi se tayyar ho kar aati hoon…"

Tehzeeb accompanied Angad to the airport. That was the longest journey they had spent together. Tehzeeb tearfully gave copies of the cruise photographs to Angad.

Angad tried to lighten up the air, "jab tumhara nikaah ho jaaye, tho apne mian ji ko mat dikhaa dena yeh photo…kahni jalan na ho jaaye unhey…."

Tehzeeb smiled at his teasing, "yeh photo sirf mere hain….aur kisi ka haq nahin hai in par…."

They finally arrived at the airport. They both walked into the airport with a heavy heart.

Tehzeeb finally broke down, "Angad….please mujhey call karna…yeh mera number hai…apna bhi de do…"

Angad obliged and then pinched her nose, "apne passport ki tarah bhi isey misplace mat kar dena…"

Tehzeeb smiled through her tears, "misplace kar doongi tho tabhi tum mujhse milney aaogey haina?"

Angad smiled back and gave her a hug, "apna dhyaan rakhna Tehzeeb…"

Tehzeeb buried her face in his chest and sobbed, "Nahin rakhoongi! I know you will come and look after me if I don't take care of myself…."

"Bacchon jaisi baatein nahin karte….," he kissed her forehead and peeled away from her, as the final boarding announcement was made.

Tehzeeb waved at him; he walked through the gate without looking back, aware that his body was boarding the flight to Mumbai but his heart was going to fly with Tehzeeb to New York….

Song in background: "do pal ruka" from "veer-zaara" (I cry evertime I hear this song)

http://www.dishant.com/lyrics/song-21063.html

Do, pal ruka, khwaabon ka kaarvaan
Aur phir, chal diye, tum kahaan, ham kahaan
Do pal ki thi, ye dilon ki daastaan
Aur phir, chal diye, tum kahaan, ham kahaan
Aur phir chal diye, tum kahaan, ham kahaan

Tum the ke thi koyi ujli kiran
Tum the ya koyi kali muskaayi thi
Tum the ya tha sapnon ka tha saawan
Tum the ke khushiyon ki ghata chhaayi thi
Tum the ke tha koyi phool khila
Tum the ya mila tha mujhe naya jahaan
Do pal ruka khwaabon ka kaarvaan
Aur phir chal diye tum kahaan ham kahaan
Do pal ki thi, ye dilon ki daastaan
Aur phir chal diye, tum kahaan, ham kahaan
Aur phir chal diye, tum kahaan, ham kahaan

Aa... aa... aa...

Tum the aa khushboo hawaaon mein thi
Tum the ya rang saari dishaaon mein the
Tum the ya roshni raahon mein thi
Tum the ya geet goonje fizaaon mein the
Tum the mile ya mili thi manzilein
Tum the ke tha jaadoo bhara koyi sama
Do pal ruka, khwaabon ka kaarvaan
Aur phir chal diye, tum kahaan, ham kahaan
Do pal ki thi, ye dilon ki daastaan
Aur phir chal diye, tum kahaan, ham kahaan
Aur phir chal diye, tum kahaan, ham kahaan
Aur phir chal diye, tum kahaan, ham kahaan …

to be continued…
Posted: 16 years ago
awwww its really awesome and kind of sad 😭 😭 😭
please make angad turn around and make him run to the tezeeb and let them accept their love please. can u continue one more part tonight pleaseeeeeeeee. its really good part. can;t wait for the next part.

mittal 😛 😛 😛
Posted: 16 years ago
Originally posted by sweetmittal


awwww its really awesome and kind of sad 😭 😭 😭
please make angad turn around and make him run to the tezeeb and let them accept their love please. can u continue one more part tonight pleaseeeeeeeee. its really good part. can;t wait for the next part.

mittal 😛 😛 😛


Just for you hun...one more part is ready 😊
Posted: 16 years ago
PART 16:

Tehzeeb returned to her Aapi's house with a heavy heart. Aapi was sitting on her bed, reading a book. Tehzeeb lay down with her head in her Aapi's lap, the most soothing place on this planet!

Aapi stroked her hair and caressed her face, "kya baat hai Tehzeeb? Angad ke jaane se bahut udaas hai na?"

Tehzeeb was astonished at her Aapi's perceptiveness, "aapko kaise maloom?"

"tere saath itne saal rahi nahin tho iska matlab yeh tho nahin ki tere dil ko nahin pahechaanti?"

"Lekin Aapi….lekin," Tehzeeb was at loss for words

"lekin kya? Jab tum dono ek doosrey se pyaar karte ho tho lekin ki koyi jagah nahin hai…"

Tehzeeb smiled, "aapko kaise pataa Aapi….Angad ne mujhey aisa kabhie nahin kaha ki wo mujh se pyaar karta hai…"

"Pyaar mehsoos kiya jaata hai…kahaa nahin jaata….uski aankhon mein saaf zaahir tha ki wo tujh par jaan deta hai….," Aapi kept stroking Tehzeeb's hair.

"Aapi…aap mere mann ki baat kitni acchi tarah jaan leti ho…aap please mere saath New York chalo….wahan Abbu mere mann ki baat kabhie nahin samajhte…tabhie tho main aap ke paas aayi hoon…" Tehzeeb fussed like a little girl.

"Aaoongi beti…ek din zaroor aaoongi….waqt aane par tum logon ke paas hi aaoongi…aur mera kaun hai is jahan mein?"

"Aapi…aapko Angad kaisa laga?" Tehzeeb asked shyly, as she rolled her Aapi's dupatta on her finger.

"Jo tujhey pasand hai, tho mujhey kaise pasand nahin hoga?…..bahut shareef ghar ka ladka lagta hai…."

Tehzeeb buried her face in her Aapi's lap, as she thought, "kuch zyaada hi shareef hai….kaash thoda sa badmash bhi hota…"

"Kya kaha beti?" Aapi tried to read Tehzeeb's thoughts

"Aapi…aap tho Abbu ko jaanti hain…wo kabhie mujhey ek Hindu ke saath pasand nahin karengey…" Tehzeeb said sadly

"Beti…apni poori zindagi mein maine yeh seekha hai ki maa-baap hamesha apni aulaad ko maaf kar dete hain, par bachche kabhi nahin karte…..tu apne sacche dil se yadi Angad ko chahti hai tho kabhie peeche mat hathna, chahe kitni bhi mushkilein aaye….."

Tehzeeb got up from Aapi's lap, "Aapi….ek baat poonchu? Abbu ghar chhod kar kyon gaye the?"

Aapi looked at her tearfully and said, "bas yeh samajh le ki tere Abbu aur tere dada dono bahut ziddi the….waqt aane par tujhey sab pataa chal jaayega…ab so jaa..bahut thak gayi hogi…."

Tehzeeb snuggled into Aapi's lap and after many years, slept like a little baby with no worries or fears….

The next day, Tehzeeb wore a salwaar kameez and helped her Aapi in the kitchen. Suddenly, they heard a knock on the door.

"Kaun hoga? Zara dekh kar aa Tehzeeb…." Aapi asked Tehzeeb, as her hands were messy in dough.

Tehzeeb hoped against hope that perhaps Angad had missed his flight and was back at their doorstep.

Tehzeeb opened the door enthusiastically, but was shocked to see the person at the door, "ABBU! Aap yahan?" Tehzeeb covered her head with her dupatta, baffled by the sudden appearance of her dad.

Javed had tears in his eyes; he walked in and gave Tehzeeb a big hug! Tehzeeb was pleasantly surprised by her father's gesture- she could count on her fingers when her Abbu had hugged her so affectionately.

"Beti…shukr hai Allah ka ki jo tu sahi salaamat hai….meri tho jaan hi nikal gayi thi….kaisi hai tu? Ab kabhie apne Abbu se rooth kar ghar se bhaag mat jaana….Ammi kahan hai?" Javed wiped his tears.

Tehzeeb freed herself slowly and pointed to the kitchen, 'andar hain…aapko kaise pata main yahan hoon?…"

"Tera phone aaya tha jab Italy se, tab main Begum ke paas hi tha….aur phir maine dekha ki mere closet se ammi ki photo aur letter gayab hai…main tabhi samajh gaya tha….kam se kam apne boodhe Abbu se phone par tho baat kar leti…main tho mar hi gaya tha…." Javed hugged Tehzeeb again.

Tehzeeb felt bad for putting her father through such a painful experience; she could not imagine how hard it must have been on him to find his only daughter missing from home!

"Javed? Ya Allah….bahut bahut maherbaani…..," Aapi walked out of the kitchen and embraced her only son.

Tehzeeb had tears of joy when she saw her father hug Aapi. She no longer felt guilty about her decision of running away from home…..that irresponsible gesture on her part had made her father and grandmother leave their grievances aside and meet again….that decision had helped her meet the man of her dreams……she had no regrets at all!

Tehzeeb and Aapi did not mention Angad's name or his role in helping Tehzeeb reach Istanbul. The three of them spent the whole day together as a family, reminiscing their good old days in Mumbai. Javed and Aapi never talked about his reason for leaving home; that mystery still intrigued Tehzeeb, but she decided not to probe too much. She did not want Aapi and her Abbu to get into any sort of argument at this point.

Javed insisted on taking his mother back with him to New York. Tehzeeb was in seventh heaven when her Aapi finally consented. After a few days, they all left for New York.

As they flew over the Mediterranean Sea, Tehzeeb looked down from the airplane window with a nostalgic feeling- she had developed a bond with that sea, a life-long bond. The Mediterranean sea would always remind her of the wonderful cruise, the valuable lessons of life that she had learnt on it….and of course her first kiss…her first realization of her womanhood…..her first love……

She closed her eyes and thought about all her moments with Angad…..her lips were still tingling with his taste…..she could feel his strong arms around her…..how secure she felt in them…kahan hoga ab? Shayad Mumbai pahunch gaya hoga ab taq……

MUMBAI:

Angad reached home late at night.

"Mama kaisi hai?" he asked Mishti, as she received him at the airport.

"Chemotherapy tho theek chal rahi hai, par bahut weak ho gayi hain….therapy ke baad wo 1-2 din tak bed se hi nahin uth paati hain…ab accha hai tum aa gaye ho…how was your trip? Koyi Greek ya Italian brunette pasand aayi? "Mishti teased him.

Angad just laughed it off, "Mishti…you know I was working….it was not a vacation…"

"Bhai! Tumhari yahi problem hai….you need to learn how to mix work with pleasure…I pity the girl who marries you!"

Angad smiled silently, as he thought about Tehzeeb, "kahan hogi ab? Shayad wapas New York jaa rahi hogi…..," he touched his lips with his fingers; Tehzeeb's taste was still fresh in his mouth…her sweet fragrance aroused his senses….he sighed and closed his eyes, as Mishti pulled over outside their house.

"Mama…aap bilkul theek ho jaaogi….main aa gaya hoon na…" Angad hugged his mother, as he walked in.

"Jaanti hoon….tu mera bahut dhyan rakhega….kaisa raha tera trip?" Naina asked her son, as she stroked his head.

Angad did not mention anything about Tehzeeb or his near-fatal experience, "Great mama!....Next time kabhie gaya tho aap dono ko bhi le jaaoonga…"

Angad went to his room and unpacked his bag. He took out the photograph of Tehzeeb and him taken on the cruise. He kissed Tehzeeb's picture and carefully placed it in his desk drawer, "I love you Tehzeeb! Mujhey roz roz apna sundar chehra dikhatey rehna," he shut the drawer and checked his mail.

Mishti saw a serious expression on Angad's face, "kya hua bhai?"

"Mujhey kal se hi Andaman mein duty join karni hai…I was hoping mujhey local posting mil jaayegi…but looks like not for another 3 months….Mishti how will you manage alone with mama?" Angad looked concerned.

"Don't worry bhai…main soch rahi hoon ki ek paying guest rakh loon….you know someone who can also look after mama when I am at work….what do you think?"

"I think it is a great idea….but make sure you check their background well…Ok Goodnight Mishti!" Angad kissed his sister and got ready for bed.

NEW YORK:

Tehzeeb was glad to see her 'daijaan' and her friends after reaching New York. She confided about her experience with Aaliyah.

"Ek Hindu se pyaar? Sounds like a bollywood movie….how exciting!" Aaliyah exclaimed, "but Tehzeeb how will you tell your dad?"

"Abbu se pehle mujhey Angad ke dil ki baat bhi jaan ni zaroori hai…ho sakta hai only I am crazy about him, but he is not." Tehzeeb said.

"Well, from what you tell me, sounds like he loves you too…why don't you call and ask?" Aaliyah advised.

The next day Tehzeeb tried to call Angad's home, but there was no answer. Angad had already left for his new assignment; Mishti and Naina were at the doctor's clinic for a chemo session.

Tehzeeb got more restless as the days went by. She stopped meeting her friends and missed most of her classes at the university. Aamir tried to take her out a few times, but she always had a reason to not go, "aaj mere sar mein dard hai….kal exam hai….Oh I am busy…sorry Aamir"

Aamir was losing patience and started dating another girl in the mean time.

Now that Aapi was with them, Tehzeeb spent a lot of time with her.

"Beti…Angad se baat kari?" aapi asked her one day

"Nahin Aapi….uska phone hi nahin milta….wo bhi tho kar sakta hai na phone?" Tehzeeb sounded annoyed.

"Beti pyaar mein ego ki koyi jagah nahin hoti…..ho sakta hai wo apni bimaar maa ke saath busy ho.." Aapi consoled Tehzeeb.

Tehzeeb was getting depressed by the day. She tried to soothe herself by regularly saying her namaaz- something she had not done in ages. Javed and Begum were pleased to see a changed Tehzeeb- she did not throw tantrums anymore, she was more responsible, more religious and respectful of everyone these days. Javed thought that Tehzeeb had finally realized the importance of her home and her religion after being away-his little girl had finally grown up!

Tehzeeb would wake up in the middle of the night, sweating profusely with a rapid heartbeat, as she had nightmares about drowning and getting lost. The only way she could comfort herself was by thinking about Angad.

One night, she was so sad-she cried all night thinking about Angad.

Song in background: "Suna suna" (also in original KYPH) from "Krishna cottage"

http://www.dishant.com/lyrics/song-15693.html

Soona soona lamha lamha
Meri rahein tanha tanha
Aakar mujhe tum tham lo
Manzil teri dekhe rasta
Mud ke zara ab dekh lo
Aisa milan phir ho na ho
Sab kuch mera tum hi to ho
Bapanah pyaar hai aaja
Tera intezaar hai aaja
O bapanah pyaar hai aaja
tera intezaar hai aaja
Soona soona lamha lamha
Meri rahein tanha tanha


Bichhde bhi ham jo kabhi raston main
To sang sang rahungi sada
Kadmon ki aawaaz sun ke chalungi
Tumhe dhoond loongi sada
Bhooli mohabbat ki yeh khushbuye hain
Hawaon main phaili hui
Chhu kar mujhe aaj mahsoon kar lo
vo yadein meri unchhui
Aisa milan phir ho na ho
Sab kuch mera tum hi to ho
Bapanah pyaar hai aaja
Tera intezaar hai aaja
O bapanah pyaar hai aaja
Tera intezaar hai aaja
Soona soona lamha lamha
Meri rahein tanha tanha

Aaa.. Aaa..
Vadon ke dhagon main hum tum bandhe hain
Zara dor tum tham lo
Bahon main aise pighal jane do mujhko
Aise mera naam lo
Main vo shama hoon jo roshan tumhe karke
khud to pighal jaungi
Subah ka sooraj tumhare liye hai
Main hoon raat dhal jaungi
Aisa milan phir ho na ho
Sab kuch mera tum hi to ho
Bapanah pyaar hai aaja
Tera intezaar hai aaja
O bapanah pyaar hai aaja
Tera intezaar hai aaja
Soona soona lamha lamha
Meri rahein tanha tanha
Mud ke zara ab dekh lo
Aisa milan phir ho na ho
Sab kuch mera tum hi to ho
Bapanah pyaar hai aaja
Tera intezaar hai aaja
O bapanah pyaar hai aaja
Tera intezaar hai aaja
Soona soona lamha lamha
Meri rahein tanha tanha


Just then the wind blew hard through the open windows in her room. As she was about to shut the window, her books and magazines started flying all over her room. She noticed, something flew and stuck to her chest. She peeled the object from her chest and saw it was the picture from the cruise. She looked at Angad's picture and kissed it tenderly. This was a divine message…..she knew what she had to do.

"Angad tum hi ne mujhey sikhaya tha ki apni dil ki awaaz sun ni chahiye…..mujhey ab samajh aaya ki meri manzil Istanbul nahin balki tum the…tum hi meri manzil the aur ho…Aapi tho bas ek raasta tha tum tak pahunch ne ka…maine apne dil ki awaaz ab sun li hai…..mere dil ka raasta bhi tum ho aur manzil bhi tum ho Angad…..main aa rahi hoon...is faasle ko main hi door karoongi....!"

…to be continued….
Posted: 16 years ago
thank you so much for wonderful part. its really lovely. cant wait till they accept eachother. 😛 😛 😛

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