Ek khwaab kabhi
mera poora ho jaye,
Main tera ban jayu,
Tu meri ho jaye.
Tu roothe mujhse toh
tujhe hum manaye,
Agar kabhi main roothu toh mujhe tu manaye.

Khatti-Meethi si nokjhok
aksar hoti jaye,
Tujhe pareshan kar
hum tujhe hi sataye,
Kabhi aise tu bhi
nakhre dikhaye,
Thode jhagde ke baad
bahut saara pyaar jataye.

Kabhi baarish mein
hum bheegkar aaye,
Saree se tu apni
mere baal sukhaye.
Kabhi aise kisi safar mein
hum yuhi chalte jaye,
Tu thake agar kabhi
hum tujhe baahon mein uthaye.

Kuch aise hi khwaab the Sameer aur Naina ke jinhe woh roz poora kiya karte the..ishq se. Kyuki ishq ka koi din nhi hota, balki usse toh har din hota hai. Aur phir kehte hai na nafa ya nuksaan dekhkar ishq kiya toh zindagi mein kya khaak ishq kiya.

Naina- Offo Sameer..ab yeh peskas lekar aaj konsi ghar ki chiz kharab karne ka irada hai.

Sitting under the scorching heat of the sun at the garden, Sameer who was trying to repair the Radio, turns and angrily looks at Naina.

Sameer- Kharab nhi kar rha hoon, balki is Radio ko theek karne ki koshish kar rha hoon. Itna acha gaana bajte bajte achanak ruk gaya.

Naina- Umar pachpan ki magar dil bachpan ka.

Sameer- Kya bole ja rhi ho. Lagta hai saathya gayi ho.

Naina- Main ya tum. Baccho ki tarah shikayte toh tum kar rhe ho.
Agar yeh Radio aaj gaana nhi gaa rha hai toh kya hua..koi aur toh gaa hi sakta hai.

Sameer- Tumhara kehne ka matlab hai main gayu.

Naina- Nhi baba..

Taking the screwdriwer away from his hands, she kept his index finger over her heart because love is an emotion where one person touch your soul like nobody else could. Then, she starts humming the song that was earlier playing on the Radio.

Chhu kar mere mann ko,
Kiya tune kya ishaara.
Badla yeh mausam,
Lage pyaara jag saara.

Holding a corner of her Saree, Naina dabs it over his sweaty forehead, and stares into his eyes. And with every passing moment, with every sung word, she was instilling in him her own magic of love.

Tu jo kahe jeevan bhar,
Tere liye main gaaun.
Geet tere bolo pe,
Likhta chala jaaun.
Mere geeto mein,
Tujhe dhundhe jag saara.

After singing the song for him, as she starts to leave he held her wrist and makes her sit on the bench in shade. He knelt at the base of the bench and put his head in her lap. Henceforth, completes her incomplete song.

Aaja tera aanchal yeh,
Pyaar se main bhar du.
Khushiyaan jahaan bhar ki,
Tujhko nazar kar du.
Tu hi mera jeevan,
Tu hi jeene ka sahara.

His immutable heart again persists like a little child for spending each and every second of his life with her creating delicate pieces of memories that can be embraced and kissed forever.

Naina's VO
Hum sab log usually do duniyaa mein jeete hai - ek woh khwaisho wali duniyaa jo humne khud banayi hui hoti hai aur dusri haqeeqat wali duniyaa jo ache bure halaat humare liye banate hai. Khwaisho wali duniyaa mein hum khwaish rakhte hai toh bas kisi ke saath ki, ganga kinare thaame ek haath ki, raat ke andhere mein roshni kisi ke pyaar ki, ankahe har sawaal ke jawaab ki, khamoshi mein samjhi dil ki har baat ki. Meri aur Sameer ki khwaisho ki duniyaa bhi kuch aisi hi thi par humne ise haqeeqat wali duniyaa se mila diya tha..jaise nadi milti hai samundra se, jaise khushboo mil jati hai hawaa se, jaise oonche oonche pahad mil jate hai badalo se. Kyuki zindagi toh apne har ek mod par imteehan leti hi rehti hai, mayne toh sirf humari koshishe rakhti hai. Aur yeh toh aisi koshishe thi jo khwaisho ke pull se guzarti thi. Sameer humesha kehta rehta hai ki humsafar kya hota hai..yeh budhape mein aakar pata chalta hai jab zindagi bhar ka paseena uski godd mein sir rakhte hi sookh jayega. Par main toh kahugi humsafar woh hota hai jo aapki zindagi mein chaav bankar aapko kadi dhoop se bacha leta hai.

They both starteld as heard someone's coughing sound.

Ganga- Kya Papa..yahan Maa ki godd mein toh mujhe sir rakhna tha.

Sagar- Mujhe bhi toh.

Naina- Aa jao dono.

They both come ahead and put their head on her lap. Naina strokes their head gently.

Sameer- Mere liye toh jagah bachi hi nhi.

Naina- Tum toh Chai banane ja rhe the na. Abhi tumne hi toh kaha tha

Sameer- Kab kaha?

Naina- Lo ab main keh deti hoon.
Aur Ganga tum Baal dekho apne..kitne rukhe hue hai. Chal aa main tere sir par tel lagati hoon.

Ganga- Ek shart par..phir main bhi aapke lagayugi Maa.

Naina- In safed baalon ko kya jarurat hai.

Ganga- Safed ho ya Kaale.. lagayugi matlab lagayugi. No arguments..Okay.

Sameer- Chal Sagar main tujhe tab tak World ki best Chai banani seekhata hoon. Naina toh fan hai mere haath ki chai ki.

Sagar- Aur Papa main aapko World ki best Coffee. Ganga bhi fan hai mere haath ki Coffee ki.

Naina- Sagar, tumhe bhi tel lagwana hai kya.

Sagar- Nhi toh Maa..

Naina- Toh haath toh chodo Ganga ka.

Sagar- Haan woh..

While leaving each other's hand, both Sameer and Naina saw something special in their eyes that they had never witnessed earlier.

Ganga- Aapke haathon mein toh shi mein jaadu hai. Aap na us Sagar ko bhi seekha dena aisi tel maalish karna.

Naina- Ek baat puchu Ganga, Sagar aur tum kab se dost ho.

Ganga- Sagar aur main..arey hum toh bahut saalon se ek dusre ko jante hai. Aapko pata hai main jis din usse mili thi usi din hi ek ajeeb sa connection ban gaya tha uske saath..jo na usse pehle kabhi kisi se bana aur na hi uske baad. Aur aapko pata hai main din bhar badbadati rehti hoon..aur woh bechara bas chupchap sunta rehta hai. And he never complains. Haan agar ghar pahunchkar use call ya text na karu toh jarur complain karta hai. Bahut acha hai woh, uske saamne beshak nhi kehti hoon aisa warna sir par chad jayega. Par Maa jante ho har din uske saath bas aise hi hassi mein beet jata hai. Aur jab bhi main roti hoon toh kuch bhi karke mujhe hasane mein lag jata hai. Aur pata hai jab main uske favorite color ki dress pehankar aati hoon toh ekdum baccho ki tarah khush bhi ho jata hai. Abhi parso hi uski vhi favorite color ki dress pehni par achanak se itni tez baarish ho gayi..lekin phir bhi woh din kuch alag sa tha. Chai pi thi pehli baar maine us din, par sirf chai ki wajah se nhi balki us Chai ki tapri par uske saath jo baatein kari na shayad bas isiliye. Mujhse judi har choti se choti baat ka khayal rakhta hai. Maa woh mera bahut acha dost hai..you know like BFF - Best Friend Forever

Naina- Hmm.

Otherside
Sameer- Tumhe kya hua, ab tak toh hass rhe the. Lagta hai meri company pasand nhi aa rhi. Apni dost ke pass jana hai. Ganga ko bulayu kya.

Sagar- Aisa kuch nhi hai Papa..haan par Ganga ki aadat jarur ho gayi hai. Apako pata hai usse baat karne ke liye main raat bhar jaag sakta hoon. Aur jab sone bhi lagta hoon tab bhi mera peecha nhi chodti. Poora din mere saath beetati hai par shaam hote hi jab apne ghar jati hai toh main darta hoon ki akele kaise rahegi woh wahan. Mere saath baithti hai har waqt par phir bhi baar baar, in fact har baar bas use hi dekhne ki koshish karta rehta hoon. Aur jante hai Ammi ke haathon ki Biryani use bahut pasand hai, maine bhi socha ek din ki main khud apne haathon se uske liye banakar lekar jata hoon. Par woh poori pagal, bina namak wali Biryani hi kha gayi. Ganga..bas choti choti khushiyon mein khush ho jati hai. Pata hai parso hi baarish mein chai ki tapri par use chai pilayi thi..woh us mein bhi khush ho gayi thi. Dil ki bahut saaf hai woh..ekdum yeh ganga nadi ki tarah, tabhi toh meri sabse khaas dost hai, my Best Friend.

Sameer- Hmm.

Naina's VO
Pyaar mein padna bahut aasan hota hai, nibhana thoda mushkil lekin sabse mushkil hota hai apne us pyaar ko dusre ko samjhana. Aur yahan toh Ganga aur Sagar dono hi yeh baat samajh nhi paye the. Woh dono dost the..ya sirf dost the, in do baaton mein bahut fark tha jinhe woh nhi jante the. Haan..par main aur Sameer jarur samajh gaye the..bas us waqt unse kuch keh nhi paye the.
Pyaar ki shayad har kahani hi ajeeb hoti hai, ek din do log milte hai, dheere dheere pyaar badhta hai, baatein hoti hai, yaadein banti hai. Aur achanak phir ek din woh pyaar ki kahani bin bataye khatam ho jati hai. Un do logon ke dilon mein bahut pyaar bacha hota hai lekin phir bhi woh alag ho jate hai. You know what sometimes..love cannot save two people, sometimes..love isn't enough to keep two people together. Kyuki humare andar ke us pyaar se kahin guna zyada hota hai humare andar ka darr, humari insecurities, humara khud par bharosa na karna. Jaise Ganga aur Sagar kar rhe the..woh baatein jo mujhse aur Sameer se itni aasani se keh pa rhe the, kaash ek dusre se bhi keh paate. Toh shayad unki gaadi bhi Dosti ke station se thodi aage badhkar Mohabbat ki destination tak pahunch jati. Par aaj nhi toh kal mohabbat ki manzil toh unka intezaar kar hi rhi thi. Aakhirkaar mujhse aur Sameer se jo Tuitions le rhe the.

Maybe you are not meant to be today, but the future always wait. If not today, perhaps tomorrow everything would be right.

Sameer- Tumhe kya lagta hai Naina.

Naina- Kis baare mein.

Sameer- Ganga aur Sagar ke baare mein.

Naina- Tumhe kya lagta hai ki Shahrukh Khan ke hisab se Pyaar kya hai.

Sameer- Sahi hi kaha tha maine, tum sach mein saathya gayi ho.
Main yahan Ganga aur Sagar ki Love Story ki baat kar rha hoon, tumhe Shahrukh yaa aa rha hai.

Naina- Pyaar Dosti hai, agar woh meri sab se achi dost nahi ban sakti, toh main usse kabhi pyaar kar hi nahi sakta. Kyuki dosti bina toh pyaar hota hi nahi. Toh simple..pyaar dosti hai

Sameer- Kuch Kuch Hota hai.

Naina- Dekha mera Shahruk har baat ko kitne ache se samjhata hai.

Sameer- Oh Madam..tumhara Shahrukh nhi, balki tumhara Sameer.

Naina- Galat..mera buddha. Sorry..Buddhu.

Sameer- Naina..tumne mujhe phir Buddha bola na.

Naina- Tumne bhi toh bola tha mujhe ki main saathya gayi hoon. Naraaz toh mujhe hona chahiye tumse.

Moving a little afar from him on the bed, she turned her face but smiled inwardly.

Sameer- Gussa ho gayi kya.
Pass aao na.

Naina- Kyu?

Sameer- Tumhare Buddhe ne chashma jo nhi pehna na toh use tumhe kareeb se dekhna hai.

She smiled fully this time and shifts closer to him, engulfing herself more tightly in his arms.
We have a thousand perceptions about love and one day we find someone who give meaning to all those. They are our sunshine in the morning and peaceful sleep in the nights. We can found home in their embrace and ours soul feels at peace with them. Because every definition of Perfect is absolutely perfect, we just only need to accept things the way they are.

Sameer's VO
Jaise sapne dekhne ki koi umar nhi hoti, sapne poore karne ki koi umar nhi hoti..usi tarah ishq karne ki bhi koi umar nhi hoti. Chahe umar ke jis bhi padaav par ho, ishq karna kabhi nhi chodna chahiye because age is just a number aur phir ishq karne wala dil bhi toh baccha hi hota hai. Phir chahe yeh ishq kisi khaas se ho, kisi apne se ho ya phir khud se hi kyu na ho.
Aur main khush tha ki humare parivaar ke naye sadasye bhi ishq ki raah par chal pade the beshak bina sign board ke hi sahi. Bilkul Naina ki tarah hi Ganga ko bhi koi mil gaya tha jo use baarish mein use chai pilane laga tha. Aur bilkul meri hi tarah Sagar ko bhi koi mil gaya tha jo uski banayai bina namak wali dish ko bina shikayat ke khane laga tha. Isiliye toh kehta hoon humesha ki ishq agar karna ho toh aisa karna..ki har mulaqaat pehli mulaqaat jaisi ho, har baat nayi baat jaisi ho, aur haar raat pehli raat si ho.

Surrendering yourself to love sounds scary; but if it's a real one, nothing would be more enchanting than this.

।।तेरे लिए।।