Kabhi sakht,
Kabhi naram si hai,
Yeh zindagi bilkul ek
jhoothe ahem si hai.

Kabhi bolti,
Kabhi khamosh si hai,
Yeh zindagi toh khud pe
reham si hai.

Kabhi dhoop mein jalti ret si, kabhi baarish mein bhigati
boond si hai,
Yeh zindagi bereham si hai.

Kabhi andheri raahon mein umeed si,
Kabhi ujaalo ki bheed si hai,
Yeh zindagi ek veham si hai.

Kabhi lamho mein guzarti,
Kabhi yaadon mein simatti hai,
Yeh zindagi gehre zakhm si hai.

Aur aise zakhmo ke liye marham bhi hai, jahan zindagi kabhi muskuruhat ki oodhni oodhe hoti hai, toh kabhi baaton ki chaddar mein lipte. Sameer aur Naina bhi aaye din apni zindagi ke zakhmo par marham lagate the..kabhi beete palo ko dohrakar, kabhi khwaisho ko sulakar, kabhi dusro ki uljhano ko suljhakar, kabhi khud ko khud mein hi uljhakar.

Sameer- So jao..agar subah wish karogi toh bhi chalega.

Naina- Aise kaise so jayu main. Haan..tumhe neend aayi hai toh baat alag hai.

Shifting from his position on the bed, Sameer rests his head on Naina's lap. Taking her hand in his, he lets her fingers entangles in his hairs.

Naina- Yeh kya kar rhe ho ab.

Sameer- Jab tum yuh mere baalon mein apni ungliyaan pherti ho toh acha lagta hai.

Then he mischievously starts playing with her bangles.

Naina- Phir toh yuh meri choodiyon ke saath khelna bhi acha lagta hoga.

Sameer- Tumhe bhi toh lagta hai, jab main apna sir yuh tumhari godd mein rakhta hoon.
Waise mujhe toh tumhara yuh laal hona bhi acha lagta hai. Aur batayu kya acha lagta hai.

Naina- Tum na so hi jayo.

Later as the clock strikes 12, Naina looks towards Sameer with a smile who was peacefully sleeping in her lap. Bending down a little, she places a tender kiss on his forehead without disturbing his sleep.

Naina- Happy Birthday!
Dekha main nhi soyi, lekin tum so gaye. Aur main so bhi kaise sakti thi, mere khaas ka khaas din jo hai aaj.
Par jo maine tumhare liye likha tha, woh kaise sunoge. Phir bhi main toh abhi sunayugi, kyuki jaagke tum mujhe bahut tang karte ho. Ab sote sote hi suno..

She unfolds a paper and then whispers the words written on it by coming near to him.

Mujhe kis baat ka guroor hai?
Haan..bahut guroor hai..
Kyuki..

Tumhe pyaar karna ka,
Tumhara intezaar karne ka,
Aur tumse ikraar karne ka haq..sirf mera hai.

Tumhara jhootha khaane ka,
Tum rootho toh manane ka,
Aur tumhe apni godd mein sulane ka haq..sirf mera hai.

Tumhari saanson ko peene ka,
Tujh sang har pal jeene ka,
Aur tumhare jakhmo ko seene ka haq..sirf mera hai.

Tujh sang taaron ko takne ka,
Apni julfon mein teri ungliyon ko uljhane ka,
Aur bahaon mein teri simatne ka haq..sirf mera hai.

Tere liye har vaade nibhane ka,
Tujh sang gungunane ka,
Aur tumhare kandho par sir rakh kar so jaane ka haq..sirf mera hai.

Guroor hona toh laazmi hai,
Kyuki tu mera hai,
Yeh kehne ka haq bhi toh..sirf mera hai.

Placing her lips on the page, she keeps the page in his Kurta's pocket. After admiring him and caressing his face for few moments, she shifts him on the bed in a comfortable position. And getting up herself, she goes up in the Terrace along with a small old doll.

Naina- Happy Birthday mera baccha. Tumhari yeh Nainu doll Mumma ki wish meri doll tak pahuncha degi na. Kyuki Mumma ko bahut yaad aa rhi hai aaj apni Maina ki. Shayad tum kabhi badi hui hi na hoti, meri wohi choti si Maina rehti jo apni is doll ke saath khelti rehti thi. Kyuki woh Maina jitna marzi apni Mumma se ladd le, naraaz ho le..lekin apne birthday par toh humesha apni Mumma ke pass hoti thi, apni Mumma ki godd mein, apni Mumma ke dil ke behadd pass. Par dekho aaj sirf tumhari yeh doll reh gayi hai mere pass jise main gale laga sakti hoon.

Clutching that small doll near her heart, Naina sobs hard. Opening her palm, she saw a photograph that she was holding, a picture of the most precious piece of her heart.

Sameer- Kitni tezz hawaa chal rhi hai, aur agar tumhare aansoo is tasveer par na pade hote toh yeh kab ki udd gayi hoti.
Lekin mere birthday par aur kitna royogi Naina.

Wiping every single drop of her tear from her eyes, he sat besides her.

Naina- Tum toh so gaye the na..

Sameer- Par tum kahan so payi. Humari beti ki yaad aa rhi hai na.

Naina- Woh toh kab nhi aati. Sameer..kya Maina aur Prem ko humari bilkul bhi yaad nhi aati. Aaj ka din kitna khaas hua karta tha hum sabke liye. Lekin dekho aaj sirf tum aur main reh gaye hai..akele.

Sameer- Bacche bade ho jate hai Naina toh unke khaas bhi badal jaya karte hai. Aur phir humare bacche sirf bade nhi hue hai balki humse durr bhi hue hai. Acha yeh batao..yeh Doll kahan se dhund nikali.

Naina- Almirah mein rakhi thi. Tumhari beti bachpan mein ise ek minute ke liye bhi nhi chodti thi. Aur ab..ab toh use shayad yeh yaad tak nhi hogi, badi jo ho gayi hai ab. Dekho na kaise is Gudiya ko bhi Dulhan bana diya tha bachpane mein. Yaad hai..

Flashback starts.
Little Maina- Offo Mumma.. aapko meri Nainu ke liye aur big lehenga lana chahiye tha na. Yeh kitna small hai.

Naina- Haan toh tumhari Nainu bhi toh small hai. Par main aur aapke Papa humari wali doll ke liye ekdum big wala Lehenga layege. Okay.

Little Maina- You mean mere liye. Toh kab lekar aayoge.

Naina- Jab is Nainu doll ki tarah aap bhi Dulhan banoge, aapki bhi shaadi hogi.

Little Maina- Toh phir karo meri shaadi. Papa aap bolo na Mumma ko ki mujhe bhi Dulhan banna hai Nainu ki tarah.

Sameer- Princess..pehle aap bade toh ho jayo. Haan..par hum abhi ke liye dusre wala Lehenga la sakte hai, Papa ki pasand wala Pink colour ka.

Little Maina- Par pehle Promise karo mera Dulhan wala Lehenga bhi aap hi layoge. Karo Promise.

Sameer- Pinky Promise..my Princess.
Flashback ends.

Naina- Waqt kitni tezzi se guzar gaya na Sameer..kab is Doll ke liye Lehenga lane se lekar kab apni beti ke liye Lehenga lene ka waqt aa gaya, pata hi nhi chala. Aur dekho na aaj uski yeh Doll toh hai humare pass, bas tumhari aur meri Doll..humari beti hi nhi hai.

Sameer- Waise tumne ek baat par dhyaan diya Naina. Meri beti ke liye bhi main hi uski shaadi ka Lehenga lekar aaya tha, aur uski Mumma ke liye bhi.

Naina- Yaad mat karao uski shaadi ka din. Kya haal tha tumhara. Uske Dulhan banne par sabse zyada khush bhi tum hi the aur dukhi bhi.
Yaad hai na..

Flashback starts.
Sameer- Agar mujhe woh insaan mil gaya na jisne betiyon ki vidaai ka riwaaj banaya hai..us din dekhna main uska khoon hi kar dunga.

Both Naina and Maina silently giggles seeing Sameer's face.

Maina- Papa you know what, I have a better idea. Kyu na hum is baar kuch alag kare, meri jagah Samar ki vidaai karwa dete hai. Phir mujhe kahin jana hi nhi padega.

Sameer- Aisa ho sakta hai Princess.

Naina- Offo..tum Baap-Beti ko aur koi kaam nhi hai kya. Sameer..shaadi hai aaj tumhari beti ki. Aur tum kya baat lekar baith gaye ho. Aisa bhi hota hai kya..Samar ki vidaai. Use batayugi toh hasega woh.

Maina- Nahi hasega Mumma. woh maan jayega mere liye. Baat karu kya..

Sameer- Naina..meri beti ko kahin jaana nhi padega. Socho na woh yahin rahegi.

Naina- Aur uske liye tum Samar ko uske Maa-Baap se durr kar doge. Tumhe toh khush hona chahiye Sameer ki humari beti ko do ghar, do parivaar, double rishton ka pyaar milega..ek saath.
Humse durr jayegi toh parayi thodi ho jayegi, rahegi toh humesha yahin..tumhare dil ke kareeb.

Maina- And Papa don't worry, main konsa aapke bina ek din bhi reh sakti hoon. Roz milne aayugi toh shi aapse.

Flashback ends.

Sameer- Jhooth bola tha na Naina usne us din..ki mere bina ek din bhi nhi reh sakti. Lekin dekho aaj itne din, itne mahine beet gaye par usne toh mujhse baat tak nhi ki.

Naina- Sameer..kaash har baccha yeh samajh pata ki ek Maa-Baap ko unke pyaar ke do meethe shabd ke alawa aur kuch bhi nhi chahiye hota. Yeh zindagi toh aise hi bahut bewafa hoti hai..phir bhi na jane kyu woh bacche jinhe bada karne ke liye Maa-Baap apni poori zindgai laga dete hai, unhi Maa-Baap ke liye unke bacchon ke pass do pal ka waqt, do ghadi ka saath bhi nhi hota.
Khair aaj woh yahan nhi hai toh kya hua, humare bacchon ne hume dher saari meethi yaadein toh di hai. Jo kaafi hai humare liye..haina.

Sameer- Meethi yaad se yaad aaya, tumne mujhe humare baccho ki shaadi mein meetha bhi nhi khaane nhi diya tha.

Naina- Tumhe fursat bhi thi apni beti se.

Flashback starts.
Maina- Papa..aapko nhi aata yeh Dupatta set karna. Meri shaadi hai aaj. Saara toh taiyaar kiya na aapne. Ab yeh Please Mumma ko karne do. Bulao unhe.

Sameer- Bulata hoon. Daant kyu rhi ho Princess.

Crossing the door, Naina calls Sameer and he does the same.

Sameer- Tumhe kya hua.

Naina- Kitni koshish kari ache se Pagadi bandhne ki, par bandh hi nhi payi. Jao ab apne bete ke pass.

Sameer- Aur tum apni beti ke pass. Yeh Dupatta set karna itna difficult kyu hai. Upar se Dulhan ke itne nakhre kyu hote hai.

Naina- Dulhe ke bhi koi kum nhi hai. Shukar hai aaj ke baad Prem ko Suman hi jhelegi. Kum se kum mujhe toh nhi tang karega.

Sameer- Waise Dulha aur Dulhan ki Mumma aaj kaafi khoobsurat lag rahi hai.

Naina- Dulha aur Dulhan ke Papa bhi thode se Handsome toh lag rahe hai aaj.

Sameer- Thoda Handsome?

Prem- Papa..meri pagdi.

Maina- Mumma..mera dupatta.

Sameer and Naina(together)- Aaye..
Flashback ends.

Naina- Prem aur Maina ki zindagi ka sabse bada din tha..aur unke saath saath humare liye bhi. Promotion jo ho rha tha humara.
Par woh aakhri khushi thi humari..humare baccho ke saath. Kyuki uske baad toh..

Sameer- Woh sab chodo, pehle meri shikayat durr karo.

Naina- Kaisi shikayat?

Sameer- Tumne mujhe ab tak Birthday Wish bhi nhi kiya, Naina.

Naina- Kiya tha woh bhi poore 12 baje, jab tum so rhe the.

Sameer- Toh ab bhi karo. Woh bhi ache se.

Taking his both hands in hers, she kissed it gently.

Naina- Happy Birthday!
Ab khush.

Sameer- Bas itna hi.

Naina- Haan..bas itna hi.

However, next moment she turned towards him  and hugging him tightly, burys her face in his chest, with that small old doll in her hands. While he was just helplessly gazing at the moon on feeling the dampness in her eyes.

Sameer's VO
Kuch yaadein aisi hi hoti hai jo apne hisse ke aansoo maangne baar baar aaya karti hai. Apni beti ki shaadi ki yaadein unhi yaadon mein se ek hai. Ek baccha kabhi akela janam nhi leta, uske saath ek pita janam leta hai, ek maa janam leti hai, kahin saari khushiyaan janam leti hai, kahin saare umeedein janam lete hai.
Aur vhi baccha jab aapka haath chod deta hai, tab jeete jee marr jaya karta hai woh pita jo apni beti ke khaas din par bhi use dekh nhi sakta, marr jati hai woh Maa jo ek bejaan Doll mein apni beti ko khojne lagti hai.
Ab yuhi thodi kehte hai..Zindagi kaisi hai Paheli haaye, kabhi toh hasayez..kabhi yeh rulaye. Woh pal, woh lamhe jinhe kabhi haskar jeeya tha maine aur Naina ne. Tab unhi palo ko, unhi lamho ko yaad karke meri aur Naina ki aankhein num ho gayi thi. Woh Doll jise apni beti ke haathon mein dekh hum use khelta dekhte the, tab wohi Doll humari beti ki kumi ko poora karne ki nakmayaab koshish kar rhi thi.

Next Morning
Sameer- Wah..subah subah kya khushboo aa rhi hai Naina.

Naina- Gajar ke Halwe ki hai..lo chakh ke batao.

Sameer- Yeh toh pheeka hai.

Naina- Toh tumhe kya laga ki tumhe meetha khilayugi. Tumhe toh bas meethe ke alawa sab check karke batana tha. Cheeni toh main uske baad milayugi.

Kanji- Bhaiya aapko nhi pata Bhabhi ne subah se kitna kuch banaya hai aaj. Dal Baati, Rajma-Chawal, yeh Gajar ka Halwa.

Sameer- Aur Paneer ke Paranthe bhi..kyu sahi kaha na.

Kanji- Aapko kaise pata chala.

Naina- Bhaiya aap woh samaan le aaiye jo maine bataya tha.

Sameer- Kyu bana rhi ho Naina yeh sab. Jabki isko khaane wala toh yahan hai hi nhi.

Naina- Isiliye toh bana rhi hoon. Maina ka favorite hai yeh sab. Woh humare pass nhi hai toh kya hua, uski pasand ka khana toh hum kha hi sakte hai.
Waise agar tum kaho toh Gobhi ke Paranthe bhi bana sakti hoon..afterall tumhara bhi toh Birthday hai aaj.

Sameer- Paranthe rehne do..bas is Halwe mein meetha dalkar jarur khila dena.

Naina- Sameer..kuch maangu tumse, doge.

Sameer- Birthday toh mera hai aaj, aur Gift tumhe chahiye.
Phir bhi order karo Madam..aapki khwaish sir aankhon par.

Naina- Aaj Maina ka Birthday hai..toh kya main call kar lu ek baar use. Sirf wish karke Phone rakh dungi..pakka. Agar woh baat nhi bhi karegi, toh bhi main use bilkul insist nhi karugi. Bas ek baar wish karne do.

Sameer- Naina..humne decide kiya tha na ki humare bacche beshak humare nhi ho paye, par unki yaadein toh humari hai. Tum unhe yaad karti ho, unse judi baat karti ho, unki cheezein dekhke roti ho, unki pasand ka khaana banati ho..main kabhi mana nhi karta. Par unse baat..nhi.

Naina- Janti hoon tumne mana kiya tha. Aur itne mahino se unse baat tak nhi ki. Par aaj..

Sameer- Aaj kya Naina..

Naina- Uska birthday hai aaj.

Sameer- Samajh sakta hoon ki aaj apni beti ke Birthday ke din ek Maa ka mann kar rha hoga udse baat karne ka. Par tum bhi ek baar sochkar dekho Naina, kya us beti ka mann nhi karta apne Baap se baat karne ka jiska uske saath birthday hai aaj.

Naina- Woh bacchi hai humari, Sameer.

Sameer- Bacchi nhi hai woh. Samjhi tum..jab apne Maa-Baap ke upar Paiso ko chuna tha..tab bacchi nhi thi woh. Jab rishtey todkar hisse maange the usne..tab bacchi nhi thi woh. Jab apni Maa ke aansuon ko Drama bataya tha usne..tab bacchi nhi thi woh. Jab meri baat se zyada use kanoon..
(To himself)- Yeh kya bolne ja rha tha main..abhi Naina ko sab sach pata chal jata.

Naina- Acha theek hai nhi karugi call..lekin aaj ke din toh kum se kum yuh naraaz mat ho.

Sameer- Toh tum aisi baat karti hi kyu ho.

Naina- Tum jab roothte ho toh ekdum Khussad Buddhe lagte ho.

Sameer- Main ja raha hoon.

As he turns to go, Naina wraps her arms around him from back.

Aji ruth kar ab kahan jaiyega,
Jahan jaiyega..hume paiyega.
Aji ruth kar ab kahan jaiyega,
Jahan jaiyega..hume paiyega.

Taking the guitar, she pulls the strings and he founds himself pulled towards her on her played chords.

Nigahon se chupkar dikhao..
toh jane,
Khayalo mein bhi tum na aao.. toh jane.
Aji lakh pardo mein
chhup jaiyega,
Jahan jaiyega..hume paiyega.

Naina- Meri Guitar classes khatam ho gayi hai kal. Batao..sahi notes lagaye na maine Guitar ke.

Pulling her into his tight embrace, he smiled thinking that along wuth the strings of guitar she knows perfectly well how to play with the strings of his heart too. Lifting her head from his chest, Naina looks at him skeptically. But he just smiled softly.

Sameer(to himself)- Nhi bata sakta tumhe, tumhare baccho ki asliyat Naina. Toot toh pehle hi chuki ho, yeh janne ke baad toh bikhar hi jayogi..jo main nhi hone de sakta.

Our lives are full of incomplete things - love, friendships, dreams, relationships and what not. But it's okay to let some stories stay the way they are, since incomplete conversations can still be beautiful if we let them go at the right time.

Naina's VO
Us din Sameer ki aankhon mein bahut se unsuljhe sawaal the, bahut unchahe jawaab bhi. Kuch unkahi baatein thi, aur kuch unsune se paigaam. Par woh chup tha..shayad mere liye. Kehte hai na girane wale apne ho toh, sambhalne mein waqt lag hi jata hai.
Aksar aisa hi toh hua karta hai, ek pal mein sab kuch mil jata hai, aur agle hi pal sab kuch chutt bhi jata hai. Zindagi ki diary mein kuch panne aise hote hi hai jin mein qaid hoti hai dhero kahaniyaan, jo waqt ki chuhan se aazad ho jaya karti hai. Aur phir kabhi mehka jati hai saanson ko, toh kabhi dhadka jati hai dhadkan ko. Kabhi choti hi sahi par muskuruhat chod jati hai chehre par, tob kabhi bhar jaya karti hai aankhon mein paani.

LIFE is like that favorite cookie of yours that you cannot have enough of at any point of time. Sometimes you live forever in a moment, and other times you die many times in a moment.
LIFE also feels like playing hide and seek all the time. Despite having everything, you have a void in your heart that you chases everytime. LIFE also feels like a hanging clock where you find yourself stuck in vicious circle of holding and letting it go. LIFE is like running in a maze, not knowing where it ends but you keep on moving, hoping that one day you will have everything for ever. And sometimes, LIFE feels like nothing but having everything at one time and having nothing at another.

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