Sanam Re Page #3

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'Qatil Haseena..Husn Ki Daaku.'

Small charades..like

a bowl of sweet-porride.

Don't let them slip

out of your hands.

Let's slowly..gradually..open

the windows of bliss.

''And let the breeze come in.''

''Tip-toe and come to me..''

..these moments won't

come back again.

''What else is this life.''

''lt's a joke..so please smile.''

''Don't be sad..why are you sad?''

Small charades..like

a bowl of sweet-porridge.

Don't let them slip

out of your hands.

Let's slowly..gradually

..open the windows of bliss.

''And let the breeze come in.''

The queen's here.

Careful.

Let's be bold,

Let's be sneaky today.

My stomach's aching.

His milk isn't good..something's

definitely wrong.

My stomach!

''Let's steal something away.''

Let's fill our bags with innocent,

naiive memories.

''What else is this life.''

''lt's a joke..so please smile.''

''Don't be sad..why are you sad?''

Small charades..like

a bowl of sweet-porride.

Don't let them slip

out of your hands.

Smile.

Smile.

Smile.

Smile.

Smile.

Smile.. smile.

Grandpa,

you even got that Shakku married?

Will there be anyone left for me?

Grandpa, does everyone get married?

- Yes, Grandson.

And you will too.

Like l did.. yourfather did.

We take many births.

Sometimes as husband and wife.

Sometimes as lovers.

And sometimes even as strangers.

But in the end we do meet.

lf we don't, the story won't end.

You predict everyone's

future, grandpa..

..please tell me my future as well.

l see..

Fine.

What happened, grandpa?

Tell me when l'll meet her.. tell me.

Right here..

..in this city.

Really? - Yes.

500 steps from our

studio.. will be her home.

You will be with her all your life..

..but she'll never be yours.

What is love, grandpa?

When two people touch

each other's soul.

Meaning.. the inner person..

Then that's love.

Meaning?

Meaning, when you fall in love, son..

Yes.

Then even these black

clouds seem colorful.

This black crow sounds

like a nightingale.

Love grows like a

sapling in the rains.

The wind starts to sing songs.

The heart says.. ''Keep dancing..

Keep dancing.. Keep dancing.. ''

''Keep dancing.''

Tell me something, grandpa.

How will l know that

l'm in love with her?

Your heart will tell you.

When you pass-by her house..

..your heart will

start beating loudly.

Your breathing will get heavy.

And you will know that

you're in love with her.

l see.. !

One, two, three,

four, five, six, seven, eight, nine..

..ten, eleven,

twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen.

Forty-one, forty-two..

496.. 497.. 498.. 499..

500!

500 steps from our

studio..

.. will be her home.

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