《Tum Mile - A Sanam Puri Fanfic》Ch-20.Song Selection
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Everyone has there own
definition for love,
We are on our journey
to write a new one.
-Arnam
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After two days Harsh and Kartik returned back from Panvel. Honestly saying, without them these two days were hell boring! Though my 3-4 hrs were engaged at the Puri house, but apart from that I really missed them.
We cousins are extremely weird, when we are together we fight like dogs and cats but when we are away from one another we miss each other badly. But this makes our bond... Strong and unbreakable..
At 3pm I reached Sanam sir's house, their I came to know that even Disha left for her place the same day. Though I wanted to meet her, in these two days we had a good tuning. Talking about Mr. Puri, he is better... Actually... Much better!
He shares his feelings more freely in front of me, his family nd friends are also happy with his progress. Music is back in my life again in the form of him.. Now I am not afraid of recalling my past. I came here to bring him back from his trauma but now I realize that he is actually bringing back the old me.. The old Aaru!
We both were in his room chatting nd giggling like friends, when there was a knock on the door, "I hope we aren't disturbing you guys?" Ben sir entered along with Keshu, Venky sir nd Sam jiju. We both stood up, Sanam sir greeted them. "Ben, Venky.. Meet her.. She is..." Ben sir cut him off by saying, "Arpita Arora.. Your councillor. I know her, Sam nd Keshu told me. Nice to meet you dear." He forwarded his hand for a handshake, I shook my hand with a bright smile, "It's my honour to meet you sir."
"Its also our pleasure to meet such a generous girl!" Venky sir said with his charming smile. I forwarded my hand to him as he shook his hand with me, "I'm glad too Venky sir." I replied. "Oh.. Please don't call me sir, it feels weird when a friend calls me sir." He told. "Okay.. Then what should I call you?" I asked politely. "Call me bhaiya or bhai. Whatever you are comfortable with" he replied with a genuine smile. "Venky Bhai." I smiled calling his name. "Now you are a part of our family.. Whatever you are doing for Sanam nd for us.. Don't know how we will repay you?" Keshu added. "No... Please let's not talk about that 'repaying' thing. Its my job and.. He deserves to be happy.." I turned looking at Mr. Puri who was already looking at me intently and that made me nervous for a while. "I mean.. Ammm.. Ev-everyone deserves to be happy!" I stammered but covered it up. They all nodded with a convinced smiled on their faces.
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Everyone took a sit on couch nd bed, soon they started conversing about their new SANAMsingle. I felt kinda awkward sitting with them nd listening them discussing about their work. "This new Rendition should be a happy love song. It must bring smiles on people's face not tears okay.." Ben sir said. "Yeah! But before that we need to choose a proper song." Venky Bhaiya added.
"What do you think Aaru? Which song will go with Ben's conditions?" Keshu asked me. "Me?.. Wh-what can I say?" I was stunned. What can I suggest them? Kisse puch rahe ho yar.. Jisne 3 saal sukoon se koi gana nhi suna.. Vo kya song suggest kregi?
"Yeah.. Common Aaru.." Jiju tried to encourage me. "Okay.. Let me think." I started running my head as fast as possible. Which are my favourite songs? Urgh! When needed my brain mostly stops functioning!
"Yes!! Got it!" I clapped like a kid. When will my habits change? "Really? Tell us quick!" Keshu said curiously. "Uhh.. Tum Mile?" I told or asked? You are not a psychologist, you are a psycho yourself Arpita! "Tum mile.. Dil khile..or jine ko kya chaiye?... Ye wala?" Keshu sung a bit nd then asked. I glared at him so he shut his mouth not becoz he was afraid or anything but to suppress his laugh.
"Tum Mile To Lamhein Tham Gaye
Tum Mile To Sare Gum Gaye
Tum Mile To Muskurana Aa Gaya." Sanam sir sang, we all were looking at him with shocking expressions. "Am I correct?" He asked me, "Absolutely!!" I exclaimed as he smiled.
"Actually.." Our eyes fell on Ben sir who had serious type of expressions. "This song will be... Perfect!" We all took a breath of relief after hearing him. "Indeed!!" They all said in unison which brought a thousand volts smile on my face.
Ofc anyone would become insane after knowing that their favorite band will be experimenting on a song suggested by him or her!!
"Okay, so Sanam... We will think about choreographic ideas on this song in this month as you can get more time to deal with it.. Don't worry about anything me and others will handle.. You just concentrate on your counseling." Ben sir made him understood. "Thanks Ben." Sanam sir smiled nd hugged him.
He is not just their manager but he plays many more roles in their life rather than just being a manager. A friend, a guardian, a teacher, salute to you sir!!
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"We must leave now.. You guys carry on with your remaining session." Ben sir said to both of us. "Bye Choti!" Venky bhaiya gave me a side hug as I bid him bye. "Mai badme aau?" Keshu asked Ben sir. "Tu chup chap chalta h ya mai batau usko!" Samar jiju threatened him "Kisko kya bataoge jiju?" I asked him.
"Uhh.. Nothing!! Bye see you both later!" Keshu said in a breath as he gave me a sudden hug nd rushed out of the room in a fraction of second, leaving me clueless. I heard others chuckling, so I started looking at other direction blinking my eyes rapidly.
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These two days brought immense changes in me. Thanks to her! If I say, after Khushi there's any girl who makes me feel comfortable then its surely Arpita.. She knows how to make others happy, yet when I look at her I feel that there are tons of unspoken stories caged in her heart.
Though she doesn't tell it from her mouth but her eyes... They speak a lot!
Whenever my eyes are occupied with her even for a fraction of second, I see them twinkling. They have a type of spark in them which you can see rarely. A spark, which fails even the best hue of eye in front of it!
When Ben nd other came for song selection, her politeness with them was commendable! She also suggested us a song which I guessed accurately. After knowing that even Ben liked that song, the smile which occurred on her face was blissful.
But when she chats with Keshu, observing his behaviour with her I get a feeling that he has different emotions for her rather than just friendship. I mean, I know he is a complete gentleman when it comes to women but when I compare them both nd their way of interaction with each other, his manners are just like a lovestruck teenager. Before leaving, Samar tried to threatened him saying, "Tu chup chap chalta h ya mai batau usko!" Now this gave me a hint even his expressions told the story that how much he was taken back by his words.
Wait a minute! I am talking continuously about her.. And I didn't even realize it?
"Mr. Puri?" I heard her calling me. Why doesn't she call me Sanam like everyone does? Even my fans call me that. Yet when she calls me its sounds great.
You are going out of the track Sanam!
"Hello?" She waved in front of my eyes. "Uhhh.. Yeah.. Sorry, what were you saying?" I palmed my face nd wiped out all those idiotic thoughts.
"I just wanted to give you a novel.. I guess if you read even half of it, you may get untold answers that your heart nd brain keeps battling for.." She said calmly handing over the novel in my hand.
"Three mistakes of my life?" I read its title. "I have watched Kai Po Che." I told her. She giggled nd said, "I knew it that you must have watched the movie but you know what Mr. Puri, when we compare a book with a movie.. We find that a huge section of the book is kept hidden and unrevealed. That's why I said that even if you read half of it, your way of looking at your life may change.. Vaise bhi muje pata hai kai aap books read nhi krte ho.." Her face was as calm as moon, her eyes were mild like they need rest.
"Thanx for this, I'll try to read as much I can.."
"Your welcome." She smiled.
"Are you tired?" I asked.
"Uhhh.. No.." She faked a smile, but I know that she is.. "You can take a rest for today.. We can continue our next session tomorrow.." I assured her wile keeping the book on my desk. "Thank you Sanam sir.." She thanked with a slight smile. "Your welcome.. Doctor Psycho!" I had a goofy smile on my lips. She laughed, "Why do you call me that?" I stood in front of her with the same smile, "Becoz you keep on calling me either Mr. Puri or Sanam sir ." I countered.
"Uff!" She hit her forehead with her palm. "Are re... Doctor Psycho.. Apne brain ko chot mat pohochao.. Agar tumhare brain me defect aa gya to? Muje to tum thik kr dogi but tumhe kon thik krega?" I tried to tease her. "Hawww.. How mean Mr. Puri!" She pout and took the pillow from the sofa nd started running behind me to hit me.
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