Breakup in the Garba night
Writer – Jamshed Qamar Siddiqui
If you have ever fallen in love with someone and then there was a breakup, then you know that there is something called post breakup trauma… that trauma when the person seems completely ruined… Becomes Majnu, cries afterwards listening to the ghazals by Jagjit Singh, deletes photo from WhatsApp DP, the same lover whose photo he loved on social media, first blocks her from Twitter, then from Facebook and then from Insta… And then secretly looks at her LinkedIn account.
If you talk to those people about anything in the world… anything about Iran or Turan… they will definitely connect that to their ex. Suppose you take her to a mom’s store to improve her mood… and you tell her…
Leave it buddy… the one who had to go is already gone… life stops for a while… eat momos.… Now He is looking at the momos with a plate of momos in his hand… looking at it in a strange way… You said, hey, eat it, what are you looking at?,
Talk, Man, he really liked momos too. (Scroll down to read the rest of the story. And to hear the same story from Jamshed Qamar Siddiqui, click the link below)
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(Rest of the story from here) Us Throwing the momos there, we headed somewhere on a bike… on the way, Bhai Saheb became silent again… What happened…. If they ask you, you will say… Man, we both used to go to college this route.….When he got angry, he stopped the bike and turned around and slapped me in anger… Now he is smiling with his hand on his cheek. What happened now… if you ask him he will tell you… Man, she used to hit like that too.
Now, what can be done for those friends? But if there is friendship then you will have to endure it. For example, when I lived in Mehrauli area of Delhi, we had a roommate, Ishaan. Our flat was at the intersection where Dada Bari Jain temple road ends. We both used to work in a company in Gurgaon. The story is about those days when Ishan Sahab had a new breakup and his condition was the same as what he told you just a little while ago. It was the time of Navratri… there was noise of Garba everywhere… the streets of the city were decorated with beautiful lights. But in our house in Mehroli misery reigned. It had been a month since I stopped talking to Shreya, but Ishaan was still sad…even now, after coming home from work, he would lie on the bed and keep looking at the fan spinning on the ceiling. I felt bad. Shreya was in Ishan’s office, they both had different teams but they met on coffee breaks and then became friends, and things went beyond friendship. But a month ago, I don’t know on what topic the conversation stopped… Now Ishaan Saheb was scratching the floor with his nails, he was in agony. He knew Shreya was not coming back into his life. . But what to do…
Listen Ishaan… listen to me… One day I told Ishaan, Look buddy, I have a plan for you… I mean, a plan. Do you want to get out of Shreya’s pain or not…? Ishaan held my hand. He said in agony: Hi Jamshed Bhai, that’s all… we just want to forget it… we are not able to forget it… we remember it from time to time. When you see someone eating ice cream, you think, oh, that’s how I used to eat. When you see someone smiling, you think, oh, that’s how they used to laugh. When you see someone angry, you think, oh man. The same thing is seen everywhere… just tell me some way so I can forget it… is there some way…
I said, Is…
What is… tell me… tell me?
Hey wait a minute…take it easy…look Guru…our experience in love is that a man is not broken by a breakup…he is broken by the respect he loses in a breakup…that’s to say that if someone tells you, ‘Go, don’t show me your face from today onwards,’ then you will start begging, you will cross your hands, you will cross your legs, ‘Brother, somehow… The matter must be resolved… without any mistake.” You will even say that you are sorry… and if things don’t work out then you will feel pain… but in the same scene, if you reverse the character’s dialogues. … that means go and tell your partner …see after today I won’t show you my face… Our relationship with you is over… I’m breaking up… and I say this, if Style comes back… then the time after the breakup will be easier for me. You. Because by coming out of the smoke of breakup, you save your ego. Babu, this is all an ego game. Do you understand what I am saying…?
Ishan said… Yes… I am understanding something… I said… So listen to the whole plan… There is a Navratri party in the office… Falguni Pathak comes… Wearing a beautiful and colorful saree . He will sing…and others will dance with him…Shreya will also be there…Do this so that you come out of your Devdas mode and go to the Navratri party…
The conversation between you is closed… suddenly you come forward and say… Shreya… I’m breaking up with you… and you walk away saying… this will be the best breakup ever… Hey, I swear Only two things will happen after this… or she will melt… and start crying… ask for forgiveness… and even if she doesn’t melt… you won’t. I don’t remember it…. You will move on easily….
Ishaan liked what I said. The next day we got ready and went to the office party. We left too… Now when we got there, there was a big field where there was a lot of lighting, music was playing, the girls were dressed in traditional clothes. Dance floors were made…both of us, dressed in colorful kurtas, joined the same crowd. The plan was ready, that’s why Ishaan’s eyes were looking for Shreya.
Then suddenly Shreya appeared…a smile appeared on Ishaan’s face…a gleam in his eyes…suddenly he started moving towards her…I stopped, oh wait…where…are you? strange friend .. He said… Sorry, sorry… Well, Shreya looked beautiful that day. Purple ghagra, long hair, white dupatta tied behind the shoulder from one side of the waist, lots of bangles on hands and proper makeup… they started sliding… we stopped… and said That’s not Don’t melt. We have to make the same plan that we have made. Suddenly an expression appeared on his face… he said, it’s okay.
At that time famous singer Falguni Pathak came… there was a noise and then he started singing the song with the microphone in his hand. Dholida Dhol Re Vagaad- Mare Hinch Levi Chhe… The atmosphere changed completely… people started dancing… the lights of the disco started shining. People started dancing with dandiyas in their hands and started fighting dandiyas with each other while going around and around. Now watch the scene where Shreya is swinging with the dandiya and spinning again and again, she is fighting with her dandiya with a friend standing behind… As soon as she turned around… she was shocked… Dandiya in his hand. He is standing holding…
Their eyes met…she was shocked…but Ishaan is also strange…I don’t know who told him to express his thoughts while dancing…now he is talking while fighting dandiya, again and again around him . They are roaming around and also expressing their opinions…
Shreya I want to tell you something… Having said this, he danced again… Shreya also looked at him in surprise as she moved her legs slowly. That’s all…, Shreya stopped, stretched his neck, came around her and said: ,I break up with you, That said, when Ishaan raised his head, Shreya was not there.
- ,Dholida… it was said…, Ishaan murmured while dancing. Then he began to look around the crowd. Then someone put a hand on his shoulder. When he turned around, he saw Shreya wandering around with a handsome young man. The boy pointed his stick towards Ishaan and said…
,sonal garbo shere ambe maa, Hi, I’m Vikram., now this The one who had come for the breakup… is looking at her sadly while sitting with his hands on his waist… and says… walk slowly, walk slowly… I… I am Ishaan..
While dancing slowly, Shreya said… Ishaan, this is Vikram, my fiancé… Hey dholna re dholna… Dholada dhol re vagaad mare hinch levi chhe….,
It was as if the floor along with the green carpet was slipping under Ishaan’s feet. I had sweat on my face… but I kept shaking… he said… ,, Sorry, I was just about to tell you…go slow…and definitely come to the wedding. Sonal Garbo Shere – Ambe Maa, let’s go slowly,
Suddenly, Vikram and Shreya placed their dandiyas on top of each other and moved towards the other side of the crowd while dancing with a limp… Ishaan was looking at me while they hit each other with their dandiyas… They hit me very hard. .
He gestured…what to do now…we had come to take a break…she did it.
I approached him and said angrily: Don’t do anything… You deserve this… Now Shreya is gone… At least enjoy the dance… I’m going there… Meet me at the Chilli Paneer counter… .
I’m telling you something tried and true… All sorrows pale in comparison to good food and good songs. After some time, I saw that Ishaan was arguing with the counter at the Chilli Paneer counter about why the pieces were small… Another issue is that he had tears in his eyes while eating… Was it because of Chilli or Shreya? absence of… you decide.
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