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Quote:

~ To my lil shweetoo, Rani ~

Bholi si soorat aankhon mein masti
Ay hay
Arre bholi si soorat aankhon mein masti
dur khadi sharmaaye
Ay hay
Ek jhalak dikhlaaye kabhi kabhi aanchal mein chhup jaaye
Ay hay
Meri nazar se tum dekho to yaar nazar vo aaye

So… I was looking through all the old dedications (because I have a hundred and one better things to do, and no motivation whatsoever to do them… ), especially Khushi Songs cos I wanna save them to my youtube favourites … and I find this and I'm like

Sigh… we truly ARE GMTA buddies!! Cos OMG OMG I HAVE A 'SHWEETOO' FRIEND TOO!! I CALL HER SHWEETOO TOO (yes me copycat me ) AND I WAS GOING THROUGH MY iPOD TRYING TO WORK OUT WHICH SONG TO DEDICATE TO HER AND I THOUGHT…. *ping!* BHOLI SI SURAT… IT'S SOOOOOO HER AND ME AND US AND IT'S OUR SONG AND THEN I FIND THIS!!!

Five words, my darling.

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That you would spend

A few moments of your life

With me

That you would give me

All I ever needed

Is Enough.

“I love you” doesn't cut it, but… I love you.

[boo]

Hi Mukesh,

Thank you for taking the time out to do this, hope you are well.

The upgrades look good… the pace seems to be fast enough, as usual… but I just have a couple of queries – 1) would it be possible to have the threads in a thread-like format rather than this 'speech bubble' conversation-like format? I'm not sure how other people feel about it, so it would be worth seeing what everyone else thinks, but I personally think the thread-like format looks nicer. 2) Is it possible at all to have the colour scheme as green again? It's just that it's been a 'tradition' of sorts of BWL, and it would be nice to keep it up… especially as the more regular posters on the forum see this place and definitely the green colour associated with it as 'home'…

Just a couple of thoughts!

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Rani – what you have done is so WONDERFUL… I should probably do that too… make a montage of Khushi-isms, to look back on and sigh and smile with and learn from…

Oh, reading her words makes me so nostalgic for old days… listening to Le Chale on repeat is not helping, either!!

Reading this made me think – it's so hard to come across such true, pure gems of friendships in life… and perhaps the internet makes it easier because we can speak our hearts freely, without any inhibitions because we don't actually *know* the persons reading our thoughts… I always thought it so cutely oddly funnily sigh-ish that I found my soulmate, my beautiful soulmate, online. I don't think it matters either way, of course, but it's just interesting that it happened to be on the internet. I wish Khushi was here so she could listen to me ramble nonsense… we always used to ramble to either other like this… little sparks of thoughts that she saw and understood and appreciated before they disappeared… And of course, this is not to say I don't have such special friendships in the 'physical' life, but… you know what I mean!

Looking back on my life – no one, no damn one, has loved me like Khushi has done. Of course, it is not possible for any one person to love you like any other, but I mean in the sense that her passion for me is quite literally unrivalled. Only two other people come to mind when I think of my life (and I find it – again – so odd that one is also from the interwebs…) and who has loved me in such a special and precious way, but even they… I don't know how to explain it. Khushi was special. Hell, she is special. And she always will be – wherever she goes, whatever she does, whatever she becomes. After a year of 'trial', she has 'proved' herself so beautifully… and for those moments – for that one year and a bit, and that one year and a bit alone – I have willingly given her all of my heart. I have willingly showed her corners of my soul that only a soulmate can see, and I will always hold on to those moments of joy.

I would be lying – yes, I would quite honestly be lying if I said I miss her so much. Missing causes too much pain, and too many tears, and I will forever keep going round in circles if I keep on missing her…. and yet, I would quite honestly also be lying if I were to say I don't wish she was back in my life… oh Khushi, only you can bring out all the paradoxes in me… there is never one moment in my life that has gone by when I didn't wish I could just… see her being herself again. I miss her presence, I miss her. Not for my sake, for me to talk my life out with her or anything, but… for my sake (see??!! SEE??!! Khushboo, only you can do this to me… you fool… if I ever meet you I will first of all chase you around with my chappal for bringing out these inexplicably crazy feelings from within me… I swear to you I will…), just so I can see her be herself.

I don't wonder where she is now, what she is doing now. To a certain extent, I don't particularly care where she is now or what she is doing now… but I always, always wonder if she is happy… for so long, she has prayed every night for me to have a peaceful night's sleep, I always wonder if she is getting that herself. I always wonder if she hears a song and sees her Boo, her Khushboo, in it. I always wonder if she goes past moments in life, feeling my presence in them for some magical miraculous reason. I always wonder if there is a smile in her eyes, a peaceful one, whenever she sees the sunrise and sunset. I wonder if words from a flowing conversation remind her of me, and if her heart smiles. I always, always, always wonder if she still remembers her Boo. I wonder if she is happy. Not happy, bu

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For you, because even after two years and nine months, I still adore you with all my heart…

Kaisi hai yeh doori,

Kaisi majboori,

Maine nazron se tujhe choo liya…

O ho ho kabhi tere khushboo,

Kabhi teri baatein…

Bin maange yeh jahaan paa liya…

Aur kuch na jaanu main,

Bas itna hi jaanu…

Tujh mein Rab dikhta hai… yaara, main kya karoon…?

Tujh mein Rab dikha hai… yaara, main kya karoon…?

Sajde sar jhukta hai, yaara main kya karoon…?

I am happy – just as you wanted me to be. Above all.

[boo]

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Main ghajal ban gayi, aap ki saamne… shauk se ab mujhe gungunaa liijiye…

So many men in this world, and this mad heart only wants you…

[boo]

A little bit of nostalgia… <3

Silli silli tapti raaton mein
jalton hoon mein barsaton mein
dooba dooba har pal yaadon mein
dil kya kare
apney mein hi khoya rehta hoon
kehna hai kuch kuch kehta hoon
pain ajab sa sehta hoon dil kya kare
ho… aankhon aankhon mein
ho… baaton baton mein
ho… le gaya koi
ho… de gaya koi
salaam-e-ishq ishq ishq salaam-e-ishq

din bhar kuch miss karta hoon
jaane kaise khwaahish karta hoon
bheed mein tanha rehta hoon
dil kya kare
bhool gaya main din saal mahina
january mein bhi aaye pasina
aata hai aaraam kahin na dil kya kare
ho…aankhon aankhon mein
ho… baaton baton mein
ho… le gaya koi hoooo
ho… de gaya koi
salaam-e-ishq ishq ishq salaam-e-ishq

ho ..main jo baithoon toh baitha rahoon
der tak chal padoon toh mein chalta rahoon door tak
ho… chaayi bekaraari udd gaye totey
hanss deta hoon rotey rotey
memory mein koi jaagtey sotey
dil kya kare
ho… aankhon aankhon mein
ho… baaton baton mein hooo
ho… le gaya koi
ho… de gaya koi
salaam-e- ishq ishq ishq salaam-e-ishq

hoo…raaastey bhool jata hoon mein
kyon bhalla
bewajaah gungunaata hoon mein
kyon bhalla
nikloon mein phati jeans phenke
shirt ke na hosh button ke
bajjte hain sab sur dhadkan ke dil kya kare
ho… aankhon aankhon mein
ho… baaton baton mein
ho… le gaya koi
h… de gaya koi
salaam-e- ishq ishq ishq salaam-e-ishq
ho… aankhon aankhon mein hooo
ho… baaton baton mein
ho… le gaya koi
h… de gaya koi
salaam-e-ishq…

[boo]

For old times' sake…

This one is for Khushi and for my Raj…

tumhi dekho na yeh kya ho gaya
tumhara hoon main aur tum meri
main hairaan hoon tumhen kya kahu
ke din mein hui kaisi chaandani
jaagi jaagi si hai phir bhi khwaabon mein hai
khoyi khoyi zindagi
tumhi dekho na yeh kya ho gaya
tumhara hoon main aur tum meri

behke behke se mann
mehke mehke se tann
ujli ujli fizzaon mein hai
aaj ham hai jahaan
kitni ranginiyan
chhalki chhalki nigaahon mein hai
neeli neeli ghataaon se hai chhan rahi
halki halki roshni
tumhi dekho na yeh kya ho gaya
tumhara hoon main aur tum meri
main hairaan hoon tumhen kya kahu
ke din mein hui kaisi chaandani

main toh anjaan thi yun bhi hoga kabhi
pyar barsega yun toot ke
sach yeh ikraar hai sach yahi pyar hai
baaki bandhan hai sab jhuth ke
meri saanson mein hai ghul rahi pyar ki
dheemi dheemi raagini
tumhi dekho na yeh kya ho gaya
tumhara hoon main aur tum meri
main hairaan hoon tumhen kya kahu
ke din mein hui kaisi chaandani
jaagi jaagi si hai phir bhi khwaabon mein hai
khoyi khoyi zindagi
tumhi dekho na yeh kya ho gaya
tumhara hoon main aur tum meri
yeh din mein hui kaisi chaandani

One day, we WILL meet again…

[boo]

Human beings are greedy people. Greedy in the sense that they put themselves first.

Even when we do things for the benefit of others, we can't deny that we get a kick out of knowing that we have made a difference to someone else's life.

I'm not saying that this is necessarily a bad thing, but a… thing. Y'know?

Today, I found out that an old childhood friend's sister passed away on the 4th of February… my first thought was of horror for what my friend must be going through, and my immediate second thought was the insane hell I would face if my sister were to pass away… *touchwood* she doesn't…

Death fascinates me… whenever we hear of a death that is not related to us by about a degree or two of separation, we always feel sorry and sad for what happened, but there is always a part of us that is grateful that it has not happened to us… thankful that we are not in their place.

I was thinking the other day about dying (haha, not seriously thinking about killing myself but yeah… you'll see what I mean…)… not as a means of venting out my depression or ending my life for other such reasons, but because I thought about how pointless life is. I mean, we go out, we have a good time… then the good times end and it's back to work, and then we go out again and so the cycle goes… and I just thought, “Why are we doing this? Why are we even living?”

I keep thinking there must be more to life than this, but then I realise that I know pathetically little about what is already there in this world. I don't know how the hell mountains form, or why there is so much chaos in the Middle East, or how the science that I see jumping around me every day works, or how the internet came about or what it is that's so fantastic about Shakespeare and Ghalib or whether Karan Johar is really gay or not or… hell, anything. And then I think, only when I can say I understand everything about life, can I begin to even think of death as an option… you can't try something til you've knocked it, as they say. I then think I have no right to complain about life because although I've seen and lived through what seems to me more than my own fair share of what people say “This is life”, it is just one person's viewpoint through part of one person's lifetime. And I have so much more about Life – as an entity of its own and as a breathing character within us – to learn, to be able to judge it either way and say it's pointless or point-full.

But then, I think, am I not a human being? Am I not allowed an opinion, regardless of my lack of education on the topic? Because – as my history teacher once told me – every voice has something to contribute… every thought and every opinion, will teach you that little bit more, will show you a fresh perspective you may never have thought of. And it's true – the very fact that I have an opinion (however 'wrong' or 'right' it is, and however 'educated' or 'uneducated' it may be…) shows that there is a reason why I have voiced out about this, it shows that there is something there causing me to think about this, and I find that so fascinating.

I then realised the trick is to not let your opinions get in the way of your learning. Yes, you can have an opinion, but be ready to challenge it, be ready to look at the other person's viewpoint, and not let your own ideas based on your own experiences cloud the other trains of thought you're riding on. I have done this myself on several occasions, and I am so grateful I have. Having an opinion is good in the sense that it keeps your mind thinking and ticking, but you also have to realise that other viewpoints are an opportunity for you to learn and grow. You have to realise that your opinion may change, as time and circumstances change.

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“Baby I love you so much..” {Gone out to get cheesy curly fries with bbq and mint sauce… } says:

awww!

Tayba….. x says:

i made my mum watch it with me

Tayba….. x says:

im like

Tayba….. x says:

take notes mum. u dumb indians book the local town hall for weddings. I WANT SUNSET BY SEA U HEAR ME?

Tayba….. x says:

and she's like “eh..? vut is wrong with the town hall?” lmbo

“Baby I love you so much..” {Gone out to get cheesy curly fries with bbq and mint sauce… } says:

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH

“Baby I love you so much..” {Gone out to get cheesy curly fries with bbq and mint sauce… } says:

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHA

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Tayba….. x says:

i love beyond words the way

Tayba….. x says:

u just get me

Tayba….. x says:

we'd be great doing a jigsaw puzzle u know

Tayba….. x says:

lmao

“Baby I love you so much..” {Gone out to get cheesy curly fries with bbq and mint sauce… } says:

hahahaah

“Baby I love you so much..” {Gone out to get cheesy curly fries with bbq and mint sauce… } says:

“Baby I love you so much..” {Gone out to get cheesy curly fries with bbq and mint sauce… } says:

LOL

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No thanks between friends, right?

Well, I could ask her if she'd be open to the idea of a menage a trois…

E-mail… will come soon. When I'm in a rambly mood with less inclination to procrastination and the workload lessens… you concentrate on getting yourself better first!

I'm trying to save myself up for curly fries (I SWEAR guys they are HEAVEN ON EARTH…)… cos I want to be at my hungriest when I eat them so I can fully enjoy them… but I'm not sure if I should go for cheesy curly fries or normal ones… I love cheese, but it gets too heavy with cheese. I haven't had normal curly fries in ages. But then again, I LOVE cheesy curly fries. Oh… decisions, decisions… life is so complicated.

[boo]

No thanks between friends, right?

Well, I could ask her if she'd be open to the idea of a menage a trois…

E-mail… will come soon. When I'm in a rambly mood with less inclination to procrastination and the workload lessens… you concentrate on getting yourself better first!

I'm trying to save myself up for curly fries (I SWEAR guys they are HEAVEN ON EARTH…)… cos I want to be at my hungriest when I eat them so I can fully enjoy them… but I'm not sure if I should go for cheesy curly fries or normal ones… I love cheese, but it gets too heavy with cheese. I haven't had normal curly fries in ages. But then again, I LOVE cheesy curly fries. Oh… decisions, decisions… life is so complicated.

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I absolutely love you, Tayba. And your tears will always find a home in me… but… eat the sauce at your own risk though, Donkey. You are not allowed to smoosh me with the sauce, ok ji?

[boo]

I love you, Tayba… I know this song dedication border on lesbianism (and in that respect, I must let you know I'm already taken!! ), but… I love you. I'm listening to this song now, and I thought this will be a nice dedication to you.

And guess what? The first time I heard of this song, was on the forum when Nessa dedicated it to someone, and I loved the lyrics and looked up the song… so it already has a BWL-ish feeling for me, this song.

Mmmm ….. Mmmmm…. Yeah….Mmmmm….Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Mmmm…Yeah….Mmmm….. Yeah, Yeah

[Verse 1:]

Baby I just don't get it
Do you enjoy being hurt?
I know you smelled the perfume, the make-up on his shirt
You don't believe his stories
You know that they're all lies
Bad as you are, you stick around and I just don't know why

If I was ya man (baby you)
Never worry bout (what I do)
I'd be coming home (back to you)
Every night, doin' you right
You're the type of woman (deserves good thangs)
Fistful of diamonds (hand full of rings)
Baby you're a star (I just want to show you, you are)

[Chorus:]

You should let me love you
Let me be the one to give you everything you want and need
Baby good love and protection
Make me your selection
Show you the way love's supposed to be
Baby you should let me love you, love you, love you

[Verse 2:]

Listen
Your true beauty's description looks so good that it hurts
You're a dime plus ninety-nine and it's a shame
Don't even know what you're worth
Everywhere you go they stop and stare
Cause you're bad and it shows
From your head to your toes, Out of control, baby you know

If I was ya man (baby you)
Never worry bout (what I do)
I'd be coming home (back to you)
Every night doin' you right
You're the type of woman (deserves good thangs)
Fistful of diamonds (hand full of rings)
Baby you're a star (I just want to show you, you are)

[Chorus:]

You should let me love you
Let me be the one to give you everything you want and need
Ooh Baby good love and protection
Make me your selection
Show you the way love's supposed to be
Baby you should let me….

[Bridge:]

You deserve better girl (you know you deserve better)
We should be together girl (baby)
With me and you it's whatever girl, hey!
So can we make this thing ours?

[Chorus:]

You should let me love you
Let me be the one to give you everything you want and need
Baby good love and protection
Make me your selection
Show you the way love's supposed to be
Baby you should let me love you, love you, love you

[repeat til it ends (about 3 times)]

[Mario (talking):]
Let me love you that's all you need baby

… and sigh. I was JUST looking at the Happy Birthday Khushi thread, and missing Khushi and RIGHT AFTER the above song, comes this one… this one's for you Khushi. I know you'll be listening to it at some point in your life… that will be me to you, my angel… this song brings back SO many memories… thank you, Khushi. Thank you so so so so SO much for being there for me when I really needed… thank you for being there through my worst pains and best joys. I love you, you are so so so special to me… and wherever you are, you better know that. You better. After all, tujhe sab hai pata.

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I love you, Tayba… I know this song dedication border on lesbianism (and in that respect, I must let you know I'm already taken!! ), but… I love you. I'm listening to this song now, and I thought this will be a nice dedication to you.

And guess what? The first time I heard of this song, was on the forum when Nessa dedicated it to someone, and I loved the lyrics and looked up the song… so it already has a BWL-ish feeling for me, this song.

Mmmm ….. Mmmmm…. Yeah….Mmmmm….Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Mmmm…Yeah….Mmmm….. Yeah, Yeah

[Verse 1:]

Baby I just don't get it
Do you enjoy being hurt?
I know you smelled the perfume, the make-up on his shirt
You don't believe his stories
You know that they're all lies
Bad as you are, you stick around and I just don't know why

If I was ya man (baby you)
Never worry bout (what I do)
I'd be coming home (back to you)
Every night, doin' you right
You're the type of woman (deserves good thangs)
Fistful of diamonds (hand full of rings)
Baby you're a star (I just want to show you, you are)

[Chorus:]

You should let me love you
Let me be the one to give you everything you want and need
Baby good love and protection
Make me your selection
Show you the way love's supposed to be
Baby you should let me love you, love you, love you

[Verse 2:]

Listen
Your true beauty's description looks so good that it hurts
You're a dime plus ninety-nine and it's a shame
Don't even know what you're worth
Everywhere you go they stop and stare
Cause you're bad and it shows
From your head to your toes, Out of control, baby you know

If I was ya man (baby you)
Never worry bout (what I do)
I'd be coming home (back to you)
Every night doin' you right
You're the type of woman (deserves good thangs)
Fistful of diamonds (hand full of rings)
Baby you're a star (I just want to show you, you are)

[Chorus:]

You should let me love you
Let me be the one to give you everything you want and need
Ooh Baby good love and protection
Make me your selection
Show you the way love's supposed to be
Baby you should let me….

[Bridge:]

You deserve better girl (you know you deserve better)
We should be together girl (baby)
With me and you it's whatever girl, hey!
So can we make this thing ours?

[Chorus:]

You should let me love you
Let me be the one to give you everything you want and need
Baby good love and protection
Make me your selection
Show you the way love's supposed to be
Baby you should let me love you, love you, love you

[repeat til it ends (about 3 times)]

[Mario (talking):]
Let me love you that's all you need baby

… and sigh. I was JUST looking at the Happy Birthday Khushi thread, and missing Khushi and RIGHT AFTER the above song, comes this one… this one's for you Khushi. I know you'll be listening to it at some point in your life… that will be me to you, my angel… this song brings back SO many memories… thank you, Khushi. Thank you so so so so SO much for being there for me when I really needed… thank you for being there through my worst pains and best joys. I love you, you are so so so special to me… and wherever you are, you better know that. You better. After all, tujhe sab hai pata.

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I wish you could be here and have cheesy curly fries (with BBQ and mint sauce… don't you dare go “ewww” on me like everyone else does – I'll have you know it's a kickass combination!!) with me, Tayba. There's no one else in the world I want with me right now but you… sigh.

Don't break… main hoon, na?

[boo]

THANK you! FINALLY someone who agrees with the total hotness that is Jude Law.

[boo]

ilytoooo!

The other day, I cried for the memories of being hopelessly in love… it wasn't a painful tear-shedding session, nor a tears-of-joy-flowing-from-my-eyes kind of thing… no, it was more just laughing at the memories and my innocence and then crying for the beauty of them.

I am so, so, SO Iris from The Holiday….

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