entry 4
His Guzarish
Unique from others,
Different as if from an alternate universe,
You weren't just another,
You were the reverse.
"Crazy" would be a small word,
Cause' there aren't enough to describe you;
Always free as a bird,
You are just too good to be true.
Fell for your soul,
You became my wish;
No loopholes,
But, you are my only GUZARISH!
His eyes twinkled, and his face formed a charming smile as he read the poem, written just for his love. Love, probably the most beautiful feeling in the universe. He just couldn't believe that he was away from this feeling almost all his life. But, Alas! He finally discovered love, as he found HER!
Closing his eyes, he travelled back in his graceful memories.
(Song Guzarish, from Gajini) Tune starts to play....
Shivaay Singh Oberoi! The prince of his little, yet lively kingdom. Being young, he had no duties as of now. He just went to college like any other teenager of his age. Of course, he was the most popular person in his college. And why wouldn't he? After all, he excelled every single thing, from studies to sports. And on top of that, he was the most handsome guy in his college... Blue eyes, sharp jawline, muscle toned body... he had all the attractive features. Girls swooned over him!
So, when the time of Shivaay's marriage came, hundreds of girls quickly got in the line in order to get chosen. CHOSEN? Yes... chosen... It is a ritual, that the Oberoi family has been following since years... The prince can choose whoever he wants to marry. But, only with the consent of the girl, of course. Therefore, all the girls who have a desire to marry the prince, live in the mansion for a week, so that the prince can spend quality of time with them in order to know them well. And when the marriage day comes, the prince has to choose one of the girls to marry.
Shivaay had no problem with this. But his brothers, Om and Rudra, did.
"Bhayia, are you really going to marry one of these girls?" Rudra asked his brother. He couldn't figure out why his brother would want to marry girls like, Tia or Ragini, who were so annoying!
"What's the problem with them?" Shivaay would answer. "They are just perfect! They are pretty, neat, formal, and well behaved... I don't have any problem in getting married to one of these girls."
"Shivaay, you aren't getting this!" Om, being the sensible one, would try to explain him. "Marriage isn't a joke! It means that you are going to live your whole life with them! You should search for your love... someone to whom you are ready to give your whole life to... and that's going to happen unless you go out and find her!"
But, Shivaay would never understand him and just ignore it. Until, one day, he met HER.
"Tu Meri AdhooriPyaasPyaas,Tu Aa Gayi Mann KoRaasRaas,Ab To..."
It was just day after his marriage announcement, he noticed HER in his college. Walking to his class, he noticed her with a group of friends, talking and laughing. Her hair flying due to breeze, she looked like epitome of beauty. He immediately looked away, not wanting his heart to fall for her beauty. But, he didn't know that a second was enough. Her face just kept revolving in his mind all the time.
"Tu Meri AdhooriPyaasPyaas,Tu Aa Gayi Mann KoRaasRaas,Ab To Tu Aa JaaPaasPaas,Hai Guzarish..."
During lunch, when he noticed her sitting alone, he instantly took the seat besides her. She, who was indulged in some work, looked at the new stranger besides her and frowned at him, while Shivaay just sheepishly smiled at her.
"I am Shivaay Singh Oberoi!" Shivaay introduced himself, forwarding his hand to her for a handshake.
Completely ignoring his hand, she just told, "Khidkitod Anika!" and concentrated on her work again.
Shivaay frowned at an unknown word: Khidkitod?
Looking at the project she was working on, he noticed that she was done with it....
"Aren't you done with it?" Shivaay asked.
Anika looked up from her work and responded, or taunted, "Can't you see I am decorating?"
"But you don't need to." Shivaay told her. He guessed that she was a year younger than him as he had also done this same project last year.
"Well, I believe in perfection!" Anika explained. "Aamir's number #1 fan, you know?"
He chuckled at her statement, to which she raised her eyebrow.
"No... I mean... usually girls die for Shahrukh or Varun, and you here claim to be an adherent fan of Aamir..." Shivaay justified.
"I guess I am not one of those girls..." Anika said as she rolled her eyes.
And Shivaay could totally see that. If it had been any other girl, she would consider herself to be the luckiest girl in the world, after all, Shivaay was sitting with her. But, Anika just seemed to care any less.
"Hain Haal To Dil Ka Tang Tang, Tu Rang Ja Mere Rang Rang,Bas Chalna Mere Sang Sang,Hai Guzarish..."
In just a matter of few days, Shivaay and Anika became best of friends. Although, they barely shared any classes together, they would always sit together during lunch. Shivaay very well knew that his feelings for Anika were much more than a friend. He knew that he had fell for this dabang, lively, carefree girl...
"Hey hottie! Want to come to my house tonight? We will have some great fun!" A bastard had dared to tease Anika.
Shivaay, whose blood boiled listening to this, was about to punch that guy, but, Anika stopped him. Picking up her slipper, she, herself, started to teach that guy some good lesson.
"What did you say?! Great fun? Well, have fun with my chandni!" Anika taunted him as her slippers slapped him on his face.
The poor guy was beaten so badly by her, that Shivaay had to start feeling pity for him. But, Shivaay was quite shocked seeing this side of Anika, and he just fell for her even more.
"Kehde Tu Haan To Zindagi,Jharno Se ChootKeHassegi,Moti Honge Moti RahonMein..Yeah Yeah Yeah"
As marriage date started nearing, Shivaay started to get tensed. Only two days were left.... andhe didn't want to marry that chipkuRagini or Tia or any other girl! He just wanted Anika! But to his fate, the girl he wanted, seems like had no desire to marry him....
"Anika, by any chance, do you like someone?" Shivaay questioned her one day.
Anika had blushingly nodded, making Shivaay's hopes high.
"Who? Who?" He asked excitedly. He prayed that he was the one that she liked.
But nope... that didn't happen.
"Aamir Khan!" She had responded, with her pink tinted cheeks.
Shivaay sighed. Anika had always said that she hated fangirling, but she couldn't stop herself fangirling over Aamir... And Shivaay couldn't help but get jealous of that actor!
"Tu Meri AdhooriPyaasPyaas,Tu Aa Gayi Mann KoRaasRaas,Ab To Tu Aa JaaPaasPaas,Hai Guzarish"
A day before his marriage date, Shivaay decided to confess his feelings to Anika and propose her for the marriage.
"Shivaay... listen to your heart... don't let your love go away from you... you will regret it if you do so..." Om had explained him. Shivaay had told his brothers about Anika.
"Yes bhayia! Anika didi, oops bhabhi, seems to be very nice unlike that Naagini or that universal Tia!" Rudra also convinced him.
"SheesheKeKhwabLeke,Raton Mein ChalRaha Hu,TakraNaaJaunKahin"
With much hopes, Shivaay then invited Anika to a café. He didn't decorate the café or anything because he knew Anika hated these cheesy stuffs. He sat on the booked table, nervously waiting for her. After a few minutes, Anika entered looking all beautiful. She was just wearing an off-shoulder top and denim jeans with her wavy hair reaching up to her waist, but, she still managed to kill people with her looks.
"Shivaay, why did you call me here?" Anika asked. "Aren't you supposed to get married tomorrow?"
Taking a deep breath, Shivaay decided to tell her about his feelings.
"Aasha Ki Lau Hai Roshan,PhirBhiToofan Ka Darr Hai,Lau BujhNaaJaayeKahin"
Delicately holding her hand, he looked into her chocolate brown eyes.
"Anika.... You know I had always thought that my wife would be this neat, formal, well-behaved girl...." Shivaay started. "Someone who would always listen to me and follow my orders... someone who would be behind me... but after I met you, I realized that I want someone who wouldn't listen to me but advise me.... Tell me if I am doing something wrong... Argue with me if my opinion seems bad.... Someone who is not behind me but with me, at every single step.... Anika, I fell for girl who is not neat or formal but carefree.... I fell for a girl who loves to eat panipuri, chaat, aloo puri and all the oily stuff... I fell for a girl who is strong and independent.... I fell for a girl who uses these weird words such as khidkitod.... I fell for a crazy girl who knows only to live life to her fullest... I fell for you Anika... badly and madly!"
Now, taking another deep breath, Shivaay bent on his knees and proposed her, "I love you Anika! Will you marry me?"
Shocked by his sudden proposal, Anika was speechless. Had she ever thought Shivaay more than a friend?
Bending down to Shivaay's level, she looked at his ocean deep blue eyes which only showed love for her.
"Shivaay..." She finally spoke. "Can I please have some time? Just give me some time until tomorrow, please?"
Shivaay wasn't discouraged by her words. He could understand that she was confused, and he didn't want to force her. With a genuine smile, he gave a nod to her. His hopes were still high!
Present...
Shivaay closed his dairy and threw himself on the bed.
"Bass EkHaan Ki Guzarish,Phir Hongi Khushiyon Ki Baarish"
Sleep was far away from his eyes, as he couldn't wait for tomorrow. He just wished that Anika would say "yes" for the marriage. He was ready to spend his whole life with her, or even give his life for her.
"Tu Meri AdhooriPyaasPyaas,Tu Aa Gayi Mann KoRaasRaas,Ab To Tu Aa JaaPaasPaas,Hai Guzarish"
Shivaay walked over to the balcony and looked at the bright moon that was shining mercilessly today. He continued singing...
"Chanda Hai Aasman Hai,
AurBaadalBhiGhane Hai,
Yeh Chanda ChupJaayeNaa,
TanhaiDassRahi Hai,
AurDhadkanBadhRahi Hai,
Ek Pal BhiCheinAayeNaa,
KaisiAjabDaastan Hai,
Bechainiyan Bass YahanHai..Hooo..."
As he sang, he failed to notice a pair of eyes that were watching him from the garden. Shivaay went back inside his room and flopped on his bed again as Anika took over his mind.
"Tu Meri AdhooriPyaasPyaas,
Tu Aa Gayi Mann KoRaasRaas,
Ab To Tu Aa JaaPaasPaas,
Hai Guzarish..
Hai Haal To Dil Ka Tang Tang,
Tu Rang Jaa Mere Rang Rang,
Bas Chalna Mere Sang Sang,
Hai Guzarish..
Kehde Tu Haan To Zindagi,
Jharno Se ChootKeHassegi,
Moti Honge Moti Rahon Mein..
Yeah YeahYeah,
Tu Meri AdhooriPyaasPyaas
Hmm Hmmm...
Mmm... Hmmm..Mmm...."
Shivaay didn't realize when he drifted to sleep, with a cute smile adorning his face.
Next Day...
Running as fast his legs could have, Shivaay reached the college. There was only one hour left since his marriage and he had to find Anika! He had to know her feelings!
Searching everywhere, he finally found her near the garden, playing a flute. Surprisingly, she was playing the tune of the song he was singing last night. Her eyes were closed, but she looked ethereal as her hair blew due to wind.
"Hmm Hmmm...Mmm... Hmmm..Mmm...."
Going near her, Shivaay called out her name softly, "Anika"
As soon his voice reached her ears, she stopped playing the instrument and opened her eyes only to meet another pair of eyes, showing hope, love, and desperation.
"So... what did you think about... my proposal?" Shivaay asked. His voice was shaky, but he managed to say it.
Silent for a moment, she started in a doleful voice, "Shivaay... you were a really good friend of mine, but..."
As soon as he heard the word but, he assumed that she was going to reject him.
"It's ok!" Shivaay stopped Anika from saying further. "I get it... it's fine... if you don't have any feelings for me, then I don't want to force you..."
His voice broke a thousand times while saying it, but he still did. Not wanting to hear anymore, he turned around and started to leave.
While, Anika just face palmed herself.
"This bagadbilla didn't even let me complete my sentence!" She murmured to herself, which wasn't audible to Shivaay.
On the other hand, Shivaay was heartbroken. He just couldn't imagine marrying someone else other than Anika... but sadly, all his hopes were crushed. He didn't even realize when tears started to roll down his cheeks.
"Pardesipardesijaananahin... Pardesipardesijaananahin..."
He suddenly heard from behind. He turned around to see Anika singing.
Anika came near Shivaay and wiped his tears. She expressed her love for him by singing...
"Neendchurayeemeri, kisne o sanam, tu ne..."
Anika, then, took his hand into hers and sang...
"Mere Haath Mein Tera Haath Ho SaariJannatein Mere Saath Ho..."
However, our Shivaay couldn't understand what she was trying to say. To which, Anika just rolled her eyes and face palmed herself again.
Taking a deep breath, she yelled, "Mr. SHREE SHREE BAGAD BILLA, I LOVE YOU!!!"
As soon as he realized what she just said, a huge smile formed on his face. He looked at her for confirmation, and she smilingly nodded in assurance.
Listening to this amazing new piece of news, he took her into a bone crushing hug. Anika also responded with the same intensity.
Shivaay realized how stupid he was that he couldn't tell what Anika was trying to say... Of course! He should have expected something like this, after all, she was this crazy fan of Aamir!
"I love you too..." He told her. And Anika couldn't help but blush.
Seeing her blushing face, Shivaay just couldn't control. Nearing her, he slowly captured her red luscious lips into a soft kiss. Anika was shocked initially, but then she also responded, with their lips moving in a sync.
After a few minutes, they broke the kiss, but their foreheads still touching.
"Waise... you sing bad!" Shivaay, then, informed her. Anika frowned at that.
"Oh hello, bagadbilla, I don't sing as horrible as you!" Anika argued. "I saw you singing last night!"
Shivaay was shocked to know, but it didn't matter anymore.
"I don't care..." He said in his husky voice. Kissing her palm, he told her, "I don't care because now my only GUZARISH is completed!"
Saying so, he grabbed her in another kiss, this time a passionate one, showing the infinite love they held for each other.
"Tu Meri AdhooriPyaasPyaas,Tu Aa Gayi Mann KoRaasRaas,Ab To Tu Aa JaaPaasPaas,Hai Guzarish.."
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