I can live with your memories alone…
Vanakkam…Vandhanam…Namaste…Namaskar… ha-ha… hi all. OK, enough of my welcomes. So this is Ani, your favourite RJ and you’re listening to RAINBOW FM. So today is Valentine’s Day…happy Valentine’s Day to all. Ada, vaaya polakkathingappa. Yeah, I am wishing it to all. What’s wrong? I love my parents, teachers (oh, that’s a different kind of love though), my friends (so madly), all my relatives and esp. my readers (oops, as of now listeners!!). So, Ellarukkum solrathu thappu illaye (no wrong in telling all). Ok, let’s start this lovely day with a lovely love song.
Ennai thaedi Kadhal endra vaarthai anuppu
Unnai thaedi vaazhvil motha artham tharuven
Sellarikkum thanimayil sethuvidum mun
Seithu anuppu…ho
Ennidathil theki vaitha kadhal muzhudhum
Unnidathil kondu vara theriyavillai
Kadhal, athai sollukindra vazhi therinthal
Solli annuppu…ho
Pookal uthirum saalai valiye
pesi selgiren
Marangal kuda nadapathu pole
Ninaithu kolgiren
Kaditham ondril kappal seithu
Mazhayil vidugiren
Kanavil mattum kadhal seithu
Iravai kolgiren
Ennai thedi kadhal endra vaarthai anuppu
Unnai thedi vaazhvil motha artham tharuven
Sellarikkum thanimayil sethuvidum mun
Seithi anuppu..ho
….Yaaro unn kadhalil valvathu yaaro
Unn kanavinil niraivathu yaaro
En salanangal theerthida vaarayo
Eno en iravugul nelvathu eno
Oru pagal ena suduvathu eno
En thanimayin avasthaigal theeratho
Kadhal thara nenjam kaathu irukku
Kaadhalikka angu neram illaya
Kilayai pol en ithayam thavari viluthe
Ennai thedi kadhal endra varthai anuppu
Unnai thedi vaazhvil motha artham tharuven
Sellarikkum thanimayil sethuvidum mun
Seithi anuppu..ho
Pookal uthirum saalai valiye pesi selgiren
Marangal kuda nadapathu pole ninaithu kolgiren
So, welcome back everyone. Ennada iva pazhaya paattoda start panni irukkaalennu parkuringala? Ennadhaan irundhaalum old is gold, illaya? Ethane song vandhalum ippadi oru songaa irukka mudiyumaa? Sari, ippa…namma showku polaam.
(Are you wondering why she started with an old song? Whatever it is, old is gold, right? How much ever new songs can come, can it beat this one? OK, we have heard a lovely song, let’s go to the show)
So, here with us, we have the most wanted music composer and our only rock star, Abhishek Mehra. OHHH….. (Cheers everywhere) Most wanted? Yeah, people are actually waiting for a time to get his date, and it is pleasure to have him with us and we are most honoured to have him. Welcome sir.
Abhi: Hi.
Ani: oh, I can actually do nothing but sit and stare at you, for a whole day. Oh, why a whole day? My whole life!
Abhi: (laughs) I don’t know what to say, but thank you. And, you are pretty too, but a little nutty too (laughs a bit again)
Ani: should I take it as a compliment or…?
Abhi laughs again.
Ani: Ok, I can get the answer. But you see it’s not my fault. Manufacturing defect!! Ok, coming back to the show. Today is Valentine’s Day, and you of course know it. So… happy Valentine’s Day (I used it almost five times as of now it seems!!)
Abhi: Oh, thank you. Same to you.
Ani: sir, this is not a New Year wish to tell same to you.
Abhi: Arey baba, happy Valentine’s Day.
Ani: OOH, Love you sir. Ok, now, what do you wish to tell to the others?
Abhi: hmm… happy Valentine’s Day to all my loved ones. I wish it is a great day to you all. Today is the day that you can spend to make your loved ones happy. Tell a wish to your mom, hug your dad, buy a gift for your sister, irritate your brother, make a silly fight with your friend, change your dog’s collar, thank your teacher and of course, tell your love how much you love him/her. Love can’t be expressed in words. That I know…but still unless you tell it, it cannot be made known. So, that’s it, ha (smiles).
Ani: Oh, such a lovely wish. So the heart throb of the young is here, on this lovely day. Of course, everyone will have a love story, and the same way, our Rock Star does have one. So to listen to that, stay tuned.
Tujhe dekha to yeh jaana sanam
Pyaar hota hai deewana sanam
Tujhe dekha to yeh jaana sanam
Tujhe dekha to yeh jaana sanam
Pyaar hota hai deewana sanam (x2)
Ab yahan se kahan jaaye hum
Teri baahon mein mar jaaye hum
Tujhe dekha to yeh jaana sanam
Pyaar hota hai deewana sanam
Ab yahan se kahan jaaye hum
Teri baahon mein mar jaaye hum
Tujhe dekha to yeh jaana sanam…
Ani: welcome back dear friends. I know you all are actually eager to know what his love story is. I actually want to thank him personally that he agreed to our request. Thank you sir. So, without any further delay, let’s get into talk with our rock star. So sir, tell me about her, about your love story.
Abhi: Yeah, I first met her in my childhood. When I was seventh, she joined our school as a new comer. At that time itself I was a naughty, crazy streak of the school. She was quite opposite. A nerd, who knows nothing else than books and teachers. Like repels…Unlike attracts. The same worked in my case. I got easily attracted to her Chashmish eyes while she fell in love with my naughtiness. I proposed her in our twelfth standard. She was actually shy, but I am glad that she accepted my proposal. There is no day that we were not talking to each other. She will be my first morning wish and my last good night kiss. I still continued to be naughty but not with her. She cut my tail, you see (smiles). I was a below average student while she was always the top ranker. I will be the most happiest person when she gets first mark, than her!
Then she decided to actually help me in my studies. She was my personal tutor in math, physics, chemistry, computer science… ha! Apparently all in all one teacher for all subjects. You know, I even chose that group only for her, just because she chose that. That was one fatal mistake of my life. I got beatings every day, for not studying properly (rubs his head smilingly). One day she was sitting alone. I was teasing my brother (cousin) Purab, and that’s when I noticed her. I immediately ran to her, Purab didn’t mistake, coz he knew about our love.
I turned her and to my shock she was crying. I was like, my world ended. I wiped her tears. She was simply staring me all the while, while I was pestering her with questions. When I finally lost cool, I shouted… ‘Why are you crying tell me damn it’. She told the reason and I was shocked… ‘Because of you’. I was like!!! She then continued… ‘Why are you like this Abhi? How hard I am trying to help you but you don’t seem to understand. Twelfth is very imp and you are not giving any importance. Are you going to study or not’ she let down the few tears that she tried hard to control. I just hugged her, not knowing to say anything. I loved fuggy, oh that was the nick name I gave her (smiles, but again face changes serious) but, I didn’t know whether I loved her that much, the way she loved me.
That’s when I started going in the right track. Music was my passion, but I always ignored my talents, saying I am not worth. She was the one who helped me in that too. She used to save half of her pocket money. And one day, she made me sing in front of a big crowd in one Valentine’s Day like this. That day, I came to know that she was actually saving to pay to the organisers, so that they are convinced to let me sing. Then I successfully started my music career with that and I also passed my twelfth grade. So if I am standing here, it is because of her.
Ani: oh, such a lovely story. I admire her love for you sir. And by the way, you never told her name…
Abhi: PRAGYA…
Abhi said from the bottom of his heart. That one tone is enough to tell how much he loves her.
Ani: Such a nice name. So guys, I have one surprise for you all. Get back after a short break, OK? See you soon.
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Ani: welcome back, this is Ani your favourite RJ and you are listening to RAINBOW FM. So, the surprise is the request that I am going to make him. You are all wishing to meet Pragya ma’am, right? So, I will ask him. Sir, if you wish, can you call her here? I mean I know she is not here, but she will be listening to the show right? Take your phone and call her sir. We will wait, till she comes. I want to see her somehow. Please sir.
Abhi: that is not possible.
Ani: sir, please sir. Please.
Abhi: No, I can’t. As you said you don’t know where she is, I myself don’t know where she is.
Ani: What??
Abhi: Yes, I don’t know where she is.
Ani: But sir…
Abhi: I joined an engineering college, the same that she joined. Our first year was blissful. But the end was a blow to both of us. My family and her family got to know about our love. Then she stopped coming to the college. My mother insulted us so badly that I left the home. I did not return home for a week. Purab told me mom was serious and so I ran back. She was so broken that I decided to stay back. One day, I heard from Bulbul (Pragya’s friend) that Pragya had visited her. It was almost two weeks that we didn’t meet. I ran to Bulbul’s home. Pragya was coming out of the house along with her parents. Her eyes were red. Her cheeks had red marks. I, for a moment, felt like killing myself for leaving her in such a situation. She sat in the car and drove off. Bulbul told me that Pragya came to take her books that were with her. But the actual reason was that she came to give a msg to me.
In the letter,
Abhi, I can’t take this anymore. They are torturing me. But whatever might happen, I love you and that’s true. That’s only the truth.
Pragya.
I was pained beyond words. I have to live for her or at least die for her, I thought. I said my decision to my parents. They blackmailed that they would die. I had no other option. I drank poison. Yeah, I was not able to face my life. A coward!! (Tears fall from his eyes. He wipes them and continues) I was rushed to the hospital. There was a patient in serious condition. She was also a suicide case. She slit her veins. When my bed passed hers, I saw it was her. I went blank.
Two weeks later, fortunately, we both were alive. I understood what her letter meant, only that time. I went to the place where we used to meet regularly. It is our college auditorium. She was there before me. I was so angry and I went there with full rage. I was going to shout at her for trying to kill herself. But she was there, waiting for me angrily. She let out all her anger while I stood putting my head down.
Then she said… ‘Abhi, there is no use, if we join after this. You cannot defy your parents nor can I. Even if we live together, our hearts will kill us with guilt. Let’s part Abhi. I know you can achieve big…you will achieve big. My only wish is to see you as a great person. Show your parents what love can do. I know they insulted us so badly. But you prove them that love is not only s*x. Make them understand that your love for me is not the one which makes you down, but the one which can stand as your support. I will show my parents that living together is not love. I, if not with you, at least will live FOR you. Though we will live separately, we will make our love live. Our live will live in our hearts, and will make us live. Don’t ever have this stupid idea of suicide. If you die, it doesn’t mean that you are dead; it only means that my heart which you have is dead. I will also not take the decision of killing myself. Coz, I will protect your heart just like you do mine. I know it will be difficult for both of us, but still, we both can live with each other’s memories. I love you Abhi (she kissed his forehead) good bye’. She started walking away.
I started singing…
*Now to author’s POV*
Betahasha dil ne
tujhko hi chaaha hai
har duaa mein maine
tujhko hi maanga hai
Tera jaana jaise koi baddua
tera jaana jaise koi baddua
door jaaoge Jo tum
mar jaayenge hum
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Pragya tells Abhi, ‘Promise me that you won’t miss me. I know missing me will distract you’ (she says with tears)
Abhi places his hand on his head and drags Pragya in to tight hug.
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Sanam Teri kasam o…
Sanam Teri kasam o…
Sanam Teri kasam…
Pragya sings…
Tumhe dekhte hi aankhen ho jaatin nam
Abhi continues…
Sanam Teri kasam o…
Sanam Teri kasam o…
Sanam Teri kasam…
huaa ye kya hashar mera
judaa huaa sabar mera
main tere bin ek lamha
kyun kabhi naa jiya
Raat bhar ashkon ne tujhko pukaara hai
har dua main maine tujhko hi maanga hai
Tera jaana jaise koi baddua
door jaaoge Jo tum… mar jaayenge hum
Sanam Teri kasam o…
Sanam Teri kasam o…
Sanam Teri kasam…
Tumhe dekhte hi aankhen ho jaati nam
sanam Teri kasam o…
Sanam Teri kasam o…
Sanam teri kasam…
nasha tera dil ko lagaa
dena nahi mujhko dagaa
main teri aadat ka maara
hai kya meri khataa
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Abhi turns and bangs his fist on the auditorium mirror. He fills Pragya’s maang with his red blood, while Pragya closes her eyes. She then removes the ring in her finger and puts it on his.
Pragya tells, ‘No matter what. I will always be yours. I have asked nothing from you… just one thing. Learn to live without me, Abhi’.
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Tere bin naamumkin
apna guzaara hai
har duaa mein Maine
tujhko hi maanga hai
Tera jaana jaise koi baddua
door jaaoge Jo tum
mar jaayenge hum
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Pragya continues, keeping her hands on Abhi’s mouth… ‘Promise me Abhi, that you will’.
Abhi stands still for a few moments trying to control his fluttering heart. After a few minutes, he raises his hands to again promise on him, but Pragya keeps that hand on her head.
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Sanam Teri kasam o…
Sanam Teri kasam o…
Sanam Teri kasam…
Tumhe dekhte hi aakhen ho jaati nam
Sanam Teri kasam o…
Sanam Teri kasam o…
Sanam Teri kasam…
*Returning to Abhi’s POV* She walked away with tears. I caught her wrists. We hugged each other, crying bitterly.
Then we both walked in the opposite directions, not minding to wipe our ever flowing tears.
Abhi completes his story with a lot of tears in his eyes. The whole FM station is stunned. He continues.
Abhi: So, now I am here. As the country’s rock star. I have achieved what she wanted me to, and I bet that she will also be in a good position.
Ani: I am sor-sor-sorry sir (wipes her tears). So, this is what true love is, guys. I want a break. RJ Madhan will continue the show after this.
Ani walks out of the studio. Abhi also leaves after a few seconds. He sees Ani standing in one corner.
Ani: (sees him and wipes her tears) I am sorry sir.
Abhi: Arey, I must be sorry for making you cry. Any ways, today was the best Valentine’s Day of my life. Thank you for that show. It only brought back my lovely memories.
He walks away.
Ani: Sir, if you meet her now, what will you say?
Abhi: I don’t wish to meet her.
Abhi walks away while Ani simply watches him go. Before this Ani always loved him… but now a new respect is for him.
Abhi while walking out thinks, ‘I don’t wish to meet you as I don’t want to break your belief. But still, I will wait for the time when we will meet. I trust in our love, and surely, it will let us live as each other’s… we may not be living together, Pragya. But I am glad that our love still lives. It will live even after I die. Till then I can live with your memories alone…’
So, hi guys. I just wanted to post this somehow, and I am glad… I posted it. I said I will return by April, but I just thought of posting it as today is Valentine’s Day. I can’t help guys. I can’t stop writing you see (though I am actually scribbling what comes to my mind). I cant stop bothering you all!!! If you felt this boring or silly, I am sorry. And, I am sorry if it was long and killed your time. Also, i am running out of time, so i didn’t proof read. please bear any mistake. Sorry for that too. And, I hope it wasn’t long and boring – fingers crossed. Seriously, the one thing that I am thinking now is that you all should not be disappointed on this lovely day. I wish I didn’t disappoint you all.
So, your chittars, shoes, sandals, eggs, tomatoes (rotten or good) and stones welcome, if you feel like giving.
And as usual, thanks for reading. Advance thanks for those who will comment. Sorry, I won’t be able to reply. Silent readers, thanks for spending your time reading this. And yeah, today is my math exam. Wish me good luck guys.
So…. Love u all…Keep supporting. Bye.
Again, romba mokkaya irundhirundha, sorry… and guys, this is a true story. The real man, I don’t remember his name, is now working in as ZSM. The girl’s position is still unknown.