Pehla Nasha….Pehla Khumaar

Chahe tum kuch na kaho

Mein ne sun liya

K sathi piyar ka

mujhe chun liya…. Chun liya

mein ne sun liyaa!!!!

Pehla nasha… pehla khumar

Naya piyar hai… naya intizar

Ker loon mein kia apna hal

Ae dil-e-beqarar

Mere dil-e-beqarar

Tu he bataaaa

I was humming the song in full swing, and literally dancing in my room holding my t shirt’s sleeve in one hand and the rest of it in the other. Pretending to dance with Hussain when suddenly the door burst open and she entered like sultan rahiiiii in my room.

“What the hell Rida! I was so drowned in the romance… tumhen bhi abhi ana tha” I said making a face and turned the volume down.

“Miss hopeless romantic, I have been calling you for like… like an hour, where the hell have you been?” Rida complaint ignoring my expressions. She was my best friend since childhood.

“I was busy ….” I teased her and said carelessly

“ahaaan! Really? Lemme guess, you must be busy watching these stupid, silly dhoombros” Rida said, crossing her arms and I started glaring her like a lioness

“Ayyy! Don’t you dare han! Don’t call them stupid, they are the best”  said, tying my hair into a pony tail, Rida sat on the bed

“yeah yeah! I know, they are the thieves” Rida has definitely gone mad.

“I demand an explanation” I said firmly, looking at her face

“They have stolen you from us, you can forget my birthday, but you will never ever forget Hussain’s… you can ignore coming to my party but you can never ever miss watching their silly videos…. And yeah! You didn’t pick my call the whole day yesterday, because it was HIS HIGHNESS’ birthday and madam was making a cake for him” Rida actually stood up and gave her a full length lecture. I rolled my eyes

“As if… us ne aa ker wo cake kha lena tha” she added

“Chill dude… chill! You know, anger brings wrinkles” I said controlling my grin

“Mannat please! Am serious, stop this craziness” Rida said, pointing a finger at my face and I looked at it in mock horror

“ohooo! Naraz q hoti ho darling, you know how much I like him and all the dhoombros. I just can’t stop this craziness, it's my second name after all” I hugged her from the back and she rolled her eyes

“Remember, dada ji said once looking at my palm… that I will do something great in life, something that will just change my whole life and the lives of people dear to me.” I said thoughtfully, raising my hands dramatically.

“And you think, this loving dhoombros and going crazy after Hussain Asif is THAT great thing your dada ji talked about?” Rida asked sarcastically and I smacked her head

“tum jese dost hon na Rida Bakhtawar… to dushmano ki kia zaroorat” I said making a sad face and she hugged me…..

“You are such a thing Mannat!... I just hope one day this Mr Hussain Asif would get to meet you. He deserves to know that somewhere in the world, there is a crazyhead fan of his, who can do anything for him” Rida said I smiled ear to ear at her

“I just wish……” I sighed deep

“Acha tell me what have you decided about the college? You are getting scholarship in almost every reputed college girl… lucky you” Rida asked

“You take my scholarship” I said carelessly and Rida laughed

“Yeah yeah! Why not , her cheez de dene k liye nai hoti, don’t be that generous” Rida said and I rolled my eyes

“her cheez de dene k liye he hoti hea….cheez he hea na, so what? And frankly speaking Rida I don’t have a love for anything in this world. This is my philosophy about life girl” I said, raising my shoulders

“mein hari meri maa!ub batao what about college? Which college?” Rida said, touching her ear lobes and I chuckled

“I have told Mama and Baba that, choose any college… I won’t have any issue. I am not used to of choosing big things for myself, ” I winked at her and after opening my room fridge, I took out two Coke cans and gave one to Rida.

“Yeah! I know, you are that docile and obedient, kind of a daughter” Rida smiled and I winked at her

“That’s me”

“I think Mama would love to make me go to St George college, their Fine Arts dept is too good. She has friends over there as well” I took a sip from my can

“hmmm, dad also told me about that and yeah its pretty good, one of the best in the country” Rida added and I nodded.

“it seems you have put more pics on that crazy board, it looks more stuffed…..looking like a well prepared khichrii” Rida went closer to my bulletin board and joked, looking at the new added pictures from Yaari poster.

“excuse me!..... Nazar na laga dena” I smacked her head and she glared at me

“huhn! Kisi ko nai lagni nazer, they are not even average looking, Mannat” She tried to irritate me with her all time favourite line “they are below average in looks” and I rolled my eyes, I dunno why she didn’t like them at all. She was definitely a retard.

“Girl! You have got no taste, seriously! You have no sense of appreciation” I said flatly and she tried hard to hide her amusement.

“I have it, but not for these silly boys” She looked at the pics

“Rida! Don’t call them silly…..”I pointed a finger at her and she started laughing, was she mad or something???

“Mannat! You are such a kid yaar, jese chote bache can’t hear a word against their favourite toys, same is with you….grow up girl!” Rida said, like giving me advice.

“Yeah! it is true nai sun sakti mein kuch bhi against them, because I love them, because they are tooooo good, because they bring the widest smiles on our faces, because they are cute, smart, hot and worth loving……I can not bare a single word against them, and especially hu….

“Hussain!....I know meri maa…pichle 4 saal mein 4 hazar bar sun chuki hoon. Please don’t start again” she cut me in the middle, making a face at me and I giggled.

“jab janti ho meri jaaan to panga q leti ho?” I put an arm around her neck and she rolled her eyes.

“Seriously, no one can say a word against them in front of you…. Tumhen to in ka body guard hona chaiye” Rida said seriously and I laughed.

“I wish………. I only wish” I sighed deeply.

“Pehla nasha… pehla khumar

Naya piyar hai… naya intizar

Ker loon mein kia apna hal

Ae dil-e-beqarar

Mere dil-e-beqarar

Tu he bataaaa”

I took her hand in mine and snaking the other around her waist, ignoring her weird, shocked expressions…. I started singing and dancing with her…… she kept on giving me irritated and “am not interested” kind of looks but who cares…..

“you-are-crazy….Mannat Salaar!” I heard her yelling on top of her voice and I giggled, I knew I was!!!!!

HUSSAIN’S END….

“23 unread messeges, 49 notifications and 67 friend requests…What the effff!” I looked at my laptop screen with eyes wide and mouth half open.

“Yeah Bro! this is efff……. Eff for FANS you know” Shehry smacked my head.

After a long time I opened my Facebook and there I was, face to face with a a bundle of requests and comments on my status.

“How on earth anyone can manage to read them all” I thought and started reading the comments, some of them made me smile, some made me even laugh while there were a few on which I mentally cursed. Fans are a great part of your life, they love you and you adore them but then there are that kind of fans as well who are just unbearable.

“what happened bro? did some one criticize you or something?” Shehry asked, opening his laptop.

“I think Criticism is worth having and accepting, atleast it tells you where you are wrong and need to improve”I said going through the messeges I had received

“fir kii hoy hea…..boothi q latki hea?” Shehry asked in his feminine accent, he was always so loving towards fans, no mater they pass any remark at him, no mater he face them in a grpcery store or at work… he is just so positive towards them….I wonder!!!

“Nothing, Just going through the messeges…. Ek he sawaal koi hazaar bar poochte hen log” I said, irritated

“Ooooooo I got that, did they ask about you and bhabi jan?” Shehry smirked at me and I rolled my eyes

“What bhabi jan? are you mad? You are even worse then these creepy fans……” I threw my pillow at him and he laughed.

“I meant you and Lia…….naraz q hote ho” he said and I ignored him completely.

“By the way, you two look good together….. I mean in Yaari, you were amazing as a couple” Shehry said casually.

“But there is nothing in reality yaar, and you know this…. We are great friends. That is it” I said in a matter of fcatly tone and he looked at my face, I looked away.

“Yeah! I know…am your elder bro remember! I just so know you man” Shehry said, I felt he tried to imply something else.

“I don’t want all this…. I want to concentrate on my career right now. so does Lia. She wants to become a successful business woman, and I don’t want to come in her way…. With all this relationship thing” I said looking at the screen, I avoived Shehry’s gaze… I don’t know why he always try to push me into this relationship.

“han sahee keh rae ho…. But saari umer kanwaara to nai rahe ga na tu bhai merey” Shehri shutdown his laptop and looked straight towards me.

“So? What do you want? Shadi ker loon ja ker us se?” I asked, he literally was dragging the topic.

“Oh teriii khair! Naki or pooch pooch! Lia would be a wonderfull wife” Shehri jumped up in excitement and I rolled my eyes.

“Shuttup bro! tu ker le itni jaldi hai to” I glared at his silliness.

“Okay! Nai kehta…. Do whatever you want man!” Shehry pouted a face and turned to switch on the music system.

“pehla nasha…. Pehla khumaar

Naya piyar hai…. Naya intizaar

The song started and I literally cursed him, he seriously know me so well….he could write a book on me…. “100 ways to irritate Hussain” I stared at him and he carelessly kept on humming the song.

“I know you love me a lot, but aese to mat dekho ghoor ghoor ker…sharam aati hea mujhe” he made a kissy face at me and I rolled my eyes… couldn’t hide my smile. Shehry was definitely too much, but yeah! he was right… I love him a lot.