CHANDIGARH KARE AASHIQUI
On my way back from work (no I was
NOT thinking about partying but relaxing with the comforts of an Air
Conditioner at home because Delhi is burning at 49c) as I was moving through
the FM channels I came across a familiar sound………
It was a song I first heard when
I was in school- CHANDIGARH KARE AASHIQUI MUNDA JATTAN DA JALANDHRON AA KE. I
thought what if I had romanced in Chandigarh and lived the life as described in
this song.
You graduate on to a bike from a
humble scooter (BECH KE SCOOTER OHNE HERO HONDA LAI LIYA) but never graduate
from college (BA DI PADHAI VICHON TEEJI VAARI REH GAYA), damn I passed in one
go and never had a scooter.
Now romancing in a city which is
not your own and known has its own pitfalls like being brutally beaten by the
brothers/cousins of the girl(s) and in some case the girls themselves (JUTTIYAN
VI BAHUT TEJ TEJ PAINDIYAIN). No juttiyans for me in cosmopolitan Delhi.
Just once in my life I want to tell a woman that she looks like Hema Malini or in our times like Aishwarya Rai (YAARAN NU TUN LAGGE HEMA MALINI DI BHAIN NI) and just once in my life I want to retort that- there is no place for a lover who is afraid of a lashing (AASHIQ DA KI MARNA JIHDA JADAK JUTTI MAR JAVE)
Thinking about roaming in Sec 17 (SATARAN) and doing all this at least takes the terrible heat of Delhi away (what if momentarily).
