There are some things in life that get me mad to the extent that it I have to force back a lump in my throat, eyes sting with tears,all the while in the grip of a terrible unknown.One of these is , believe it or not.. to be kept waiting, at the scheduled place and time, for more than say, 15 minutes..’Grow up’.. you might say..To which I’d say..Why? I want a part of me to be a kid for the rest of my life!
Hubby knows that well enough..by now, after umpteen, umpteen wailings..when he has been caught up in traffic, or last minute emergencies or some such ..crap.Of course it is crap, as far as I am concerned. I’d run a mile if I had to, with a broken heel and in the midst of torrential rain to see that I reached in time..so therefore in all fairness..expect it back..simple.
Well..I was let down at the theatre again, some time back..I’d gotten the driver to park, collected the tics,gone up to the mall, when the wait began..Mobile.. engaged and he was just two kilometres away.Apparently, show timings had been miscommunicated and he had decided to go for an edit. And it just got worse from there ..traffic snarls and so on. To cut a long story short..he did come, took one look at me, red nose and all, and then there was full fledged war..which in my dictionary is ‘No talking’..A while later I receive this sms on my mobile, from..you guessed right..Him..”kya yahi pyar hai’..that wonderful song of Kishore Kumar, which was one of the first songs he had sung to me during our courtship..I’m sure you know by now that I go wobbly kneed at these numbers. Oh I am such a sucker , so absolutely vulnerable to music of the kind.
There are plenty on the list..”Woh shaam kuchch ajeeb thi” from Khamoshi, “Pal pal dil ke paas tum rehti ho“, ‘Blackmail’, ‘Jeevan se bhari teri aankhen’..from “Safar’..if you remember this song included the verse’ Tasveer banaaye kya koi kya koi likhe tujhpe kaveeta”..Hmm now you know why! And then there is the classic number he wooed me with, which I didn’t quite like much but theek hai “ main kahin kavi na banjaaoon ter pyaar mein aye kaveeta’..quite ‘tapori’ like frankly.
Let me carry on with some real nice ones..’Humme tumse pyar kitna yeh hum nahin jaante’,from ‘Kudrat’, “Tere mere sapne ab ek rang hai” from ‘Guide’, “Humme aur jeene ki chaahat na hoti, agar tum na hote”, “Vaada raha sanam honge juda na hum”..
Lately, “kaho naa kaho Yeh aanknen bolti hai”, ‘Murder’, Adnan Samis “Bheegi bheegi raaton mein phir tum aao na’ , “Tu hi mera shab hai subah hai tu hi din hai mera”..from ‘Gangster’, ‘Tere bin main yoon kaise jiya kaise jiya tere bin”, ‘Bas ek pal”..
Ok now, cant think of anymore..Hmmm..time for another ‘nok jhok’ with hubby and for some more sms’es.. 😉
Sachiniti 
wow… paint my love.. kinda post… mushy, sweet n just adorable, far far from the world of brutality n confused justice 🙂
just made me smile… thanks!! not all is lost yet huh??
nothin to analyse, nothing to add subtract… ust feel gud…
‘utopia’ – from ur last comment.. ya, always wanted to live in one of such systems, hope we all mature in2 it sumday…
thank for the feel..
Comment by saptarshi — November 30, 2006 @ 3:56 pm |
Lovely post J after the blind faiths of life abused n all the confused justice… its just ‘piant my love’ time… mushy, sweet, just a simple thread of life that is rare… rarely felt or even desired- times of 2006! In the fast lanes of life, lost is lifez subtle ways…
Thanks for the refreshing post… ‘spring is not far behind…’ and really smiled reading ur scribble..
About ‘utopia’, I wud give anything to be in such a system but again the level of maturity needed is difficult to achieve in team India!!
Anyway… ummid pe duniya kayam hai and when the hopes n loves of life peep out sumday… sumway, therez lots to ‘love’ n ‘live’ for… dream on…!!!
Comment by saptarshi — November 30, 2006 @ 4:43 pm |
Thanks sapt..so glad the feeling filtered through..you one sensitive soul buddy:)
Comment by kaveetaakaul — November 30, 2006 @ 4:44 pm |
dunno if its gud, being sensetive .. anyway thanks:))
Comment by saptarshi — November 30, 2006 @ 8:47 pm |
Y’know Sapt, if a rose doesnt smell the way it ought to, its not considered worthy of being one..if a man is not sensitive he is not worthy of being considered one.
Comment by kaveetaakaul — December 1, 2006 @ 10:32 am |
After a lapse of one year I am reading your comment, but it’s still as refreshing as morning dew. Paper rose are beautiful sans sensuous smell and that makes the difference.A man without feelings and emotions is like a deadless creature walking on the earth without any aim or ambition. What you think?
Comment by Sandeep Bankhwal — November 28, 2007 @ 10:01 am |
Emotions are ageless and above barriers of any kind… maybe that is why timelessness comes through since time plays no part in the cycle of human feelings. This is certainly what differentiates man from inanimate objects.We feel.
Comment by kaveetaakaul — November 28, 2007 @ 1:20 pm |
it is very difficult to define emotions in few words.Love and hate relationship exists to the same person. Sometimes, we love someone who we have never met face to face.Someday, we feel attracted to someone or admire or love a particular person. On the very next day, he/she irritates us due to some reason and we feel to keep a distance to him/her.
Comment by Sandeep Bankhwal — January 12, 2008 @ 10:20 am |