#Mere Naina

[themorguepoet]

kya matlab stab wound ka ilaaj krwaana h? "zakhmon pe marham tere naina" bola tha tumne

[still-theyearningstays]

hana is this you?

Hello!

Yes, it's me i just forgot that tumblr existed lmao

Sorry for replying late-

How are you, naina?

[the-always-enjoying-wali-ladki]

My naina aren't kajra-re-ing like i spent a lot of time on this kajal thing🌚

[daughterofruins]

Alright, here's another pov, and I'm not saying I'm great at this or something, but c'mon guys thoda acha toh mai bhi likhti hun:))

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POV: Manwa Lage

I never learnt classical dancing, but man did I love it, and that love made me participate in all these dance competitions in intra school level even if I was sure I ended up looking like a cow vibing to nursery rhymes.

With my jhumka set in place, I looked at myself one last time in the mirror. This was it. My first onstage performance after two years of no dancing.

Relax, breathe in and out. You've done this before. Remember, grace.

As soon as I stepped out of the greenroom and into the wings, waiting for my introduction, I knew something was wrong. There were far more people at the back of the hall then required, and I could see a dash of red and grey in the usual pool of white and blue skirts. Before I could give the commotion anymore thoughts, I could hear my name being called.

Right. Grace. Lets go!

As the music started wafting in the air, I allowed my body to softly move from side to side.

Ras bondiyan nayan piya ras rache

Dil dhad dhad dhake shor mache

As I tured around, all I could see was him. Him with his signature stupid smirk, except right now, when his lips were morphed into a smile, with surprise and admiration dripping from his honey brown eyes.

Yun dekh sekh sa lag jaaye

Mai jal jaun bas pyaar bache e e e e.

His eyes were following my movements with a certain...hunger in them, a deep longing embedded in them.

All logic failed me. My eyes were stuck on his. I couldn't, for the live of me, smile at my friends who had made it their personal mission to scream at every move and start a series of applause or my teachers who were as shocked as him, because me and dancing had been as faraway as fire and ice for the last two years.

Aise dore dale, kala jaadu naina kale

Tere mai havale aaja seene se lagale, o mai teraa

I knew I was messing up. Expression was a major criteria in the marking, and currently my eyes were set on certain honeybrown ones that refused to let go of the eye contact.

Oo dono dheeme dheeme chalein

Aaja dono aise milen

There. His smirk was back, his lips falling out of the smile as if it had never been there. Only the dimples still prominent, as though refusing to vanish without my closure. He cockily raised an eyebrow at me.

Zamin pe lage na tere na mere paanv reeeee

I snapped back into reality. This was it. I knew I was not going to win, but man I didnot want to lose because I was distracted, by him, nonetheless.

Manva lage, manva lage,

Lage re saanvre, lage re saanvre

Le tera hua jiya ka jiya ka jiya ka yeh ghav re.

As I did a final twirl, I could feel the push falling out. My left jhumka went for a toss, and landed somehwere with the audience and I was forced to exit the stage. I decided I would come back to look for my jhumka later. Other important concerns were bothering me.

As I exited the stage without looking back to check who was applauding and who wasn't, I was told to go back down to the hall and sit with the other contestants, except, I wasn't told that he would be sitting there.

Exiting the greenroom, I was about to enter the hall when a hand pulled me into the tiny corner adjacent to the hall, used for storing old practical files.

"Aakhir apne jhumke toh sambhal lo, is school ki responsibility baade mein sambhal lena"

There he stood in all his glory, his hand covering my lips in order to prevent me from screaming.

His hands reached for my clammy palms and softly, he dropped the jhumka in my hands. His touch was fleeting and gentle unlike his hands which were big and rough. I couldn't decide which of the two he thought were more fragile, the jhumka or my hand.

"Jhumka girane ka mujhe koi shauk nahi hai. Pata hota tumpe giregi toh mai ghumti hi nahi-"

Cutting me off he leaned closer and whispered,

"Aksar aise mauko pe log thank you bolte hai, lekin aapka pyara jatane ka tareka kuch alag hai, aur us hisab se mujhe thank you se kuch bohot zyada mila chuka hai. So thank you"

And he walked off, winking at me, leaving me with his lingering touch in my hands, and the ghost of his lips on my ears, stupidly making me wonder how they would feel on my neck, or worse, on my lips.

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[kalki-tarot]

Channeled hindi songs from your soulmate 🪷

🪷 🦢 : from left to right — Instinctively select the picture that feels right to you, whether based on your thoughts or the desires of your inner self. Choose the one that resonates with you, keeping in mind that this reading is meant to be general in nature and may not resonate with everyone.

🪞🕊️ : Disclaimer — The images I used to select a pile were sourced from Pinterest, I hope the reading will deeply resonate with you. I'm not responsible for any decisions you make in your life from my readings. I'm just a beginner and these readings are just for fun.

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PILE 1

CHANNELED SONGS :

Mere haath mein

Bhare naina

Shukran allah

Mohe rang do Laal

Saiyaara

Sawaar Loon

Haan har ghadi

Noor e Khuda

Make a Playlist of these songs, and listen to them! Your soulmate wants to tell you things through these songs.

PILE 2

Mehndi hai Rachnewaali

Mere Humsafar

Surili Ankhiyon Wale

Pehle pyaar ka pehla Gham

Raatan Lambiyan

Jee le Zara

Jo tu na mila

Aye Khuda

Make a Playlist of these songs, and listen to them! Your soulmate wants to tell you things through these songs.

PILE 3

CHANNELED SONGS :

Bulleya

Simroon Tera Naam

Judaai

Humari Adhuri Kahani

Saiyaara

Daayre

Lo maan liya

Bedardeya

Make a Playlist of these songs, and listen to them! Your soulmate wants to tell you things through these songs.

PILE 4

CHANNELED SONGS :

Band Kitaabon Mein

Na tum saamne

Tu maan ja

Tera Chehra jab nazar aaye

Main Haara

Man Bhareya

Pehli baarish

Kali kali raat

Make a Playlist of these songs, and listen to them! Your soulmate wants to tell you things through these songs.

PILE 5

CHANNELED SONGS :

Jalte Diye

Halka Halka Suroor

Tujh mein rab dikhta hai

Genda Phool

Moh Moh ke dhaage

Bhula Dunga

Haare Haare hum toh dil se

Tera Mera

Make a Playlist of these songs, and listen to them! Your soulmate wants to tell you things through these songs.

Please share your feedback in the comments! Thanks for reading, may the divine bless you and bring you happiness.

[thepoopdokyeomtouched]

HI!!!!

dude sajda karaan>>>

ik this is random but there's only so many desi blogs on tumblr and you seem like a really cool person idk

BRO WHAT OTHER BOLLYWOOD SONGS DO YOU LIKE BECAUSE YK THE 2000S SONGS LIKE DESI GIRL, BREAK UP SONG, MAKE SOME NOISE FOR THE DESI BOYZ ALL HIT SO HARD

(this is my somewhat subtle way of asking if you wanna be moots?)

OH DAMN WE ARE GOING THERE!?! Ok lets get in it

Starting of from old bollywood

Maine poocha chand se

Bahon mai chale aao

Chura liya hai

Aaj mausam

Lag ja gale

Pehla nasha

These are my favorite 90's songs 😭

Then 2000's

Piyu bole

Tu hi re

My dil goes hmm

👏🏻RHTDM👏🏻 THE WHOLE ALBUM IS MY SOUL EVEN THE RAIN SCENE FLUTE TUNES 😭😭😩😩😩💗💗💗💗

Suno na suno na

Main yahi hoon

Hosh walon ko khabar kya 😩🤌🏻

Kabhi khushi kabhi gam, the whole album 🤭💗

Falak tak

Lazy lamhe, ab to forever, hey shona, ladki kyu, chhalka, saathiyaan, chupke se 😭🤭💗

----NOW THE GOLDEN ERA OF BOLLYWOOD---

Starting with kk's songs : Tu hi meri shab hai, soniye, abhi abhi, beetain lamhe, dil ibaadat, kya mujhe pyaar hai, labon ko, tujhe sochta hoon, zara sa, haan tu hai, oh meri jaan, mat aazma , humko pyaar hua and more ☝🤓

Then Mohit chauhan : the whole ROCKSTAR album like hello?!?! Tujhe bhula diya , masakali, kuch khaas hai, khoya khoya, rabba, IS THIS LOVE, DOORIYAAN, bheegi si bhaagi si, abhi kuch dino se, TUMSE HI, tune jo na kaha and my ultimate fav PEE LOON

My fav artist kk, mohit chauhan, javed ali, sonu nigam, shreya ghoshal, monali thankur, nikita gandhi, sunidhi chauhan , MITRAZ, Vilen, darshan raval, arijit singh, jubin nautyal, asees kaur, shaan, neeti mohan, armaan malik, pritam, vishal shakher, ar rehman, ayushmaan khurana and so many more

Then all emraan haashmi songs 😭 pee loon, tuhi mera, hosaana, tum mile(the whole album 🔥) saibo, I hate love stories (whole album), ek break ke baad, uff teri aadat, hey yeah, tum tak, ranjhaana, rishte naate, paani da rang , soniyo(raaz), AASHIQI 2 WHOLE ALBUM 😩, tera hone laga tu, aajao tamanna, ek din teri raahon mai, hum tum, tere liye(prince), o bekhabar,, sawar loon, JAB TAK HAI JAAN 👺, allah maaf kare, rabba mai to marr gaya oye, mera mann, mann mera, baatein kuch ankahi si, tera chehra(adnan sami), MAULA MERE MAULA, deewana kar raha hai, oh my love, khyaalon mai, guzarish, tose naina, raabta, chori kya re, dagabaaz re, sanam re, gazab ka hai ye din, moh moh ke dhaage, ishq risk, ANJANA ANJAANI(THE WHOLE ALBUM ⚰️, ye tune kya kiya, halka halka, tere naina, ishq bulawa, THE BEST IKTARA, KYA KAROON, WAKE UP SID.

I have a whole sensual playlist romantic, sad, dance, I'M CRAZY ABOUT IT 😩😩😩😩

Even pops like "blam the nights, oh gujariyan, subha hone na de, lat lag gai, lucky boy(bachna ae haseeno is also a DOPE ALBUM🔥😩) , ladies vs ricky bahl, baand baja barat's ayyvien ayyvein, dum dum, aadha ishq, aa zara and so many 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

And OF COURSE WE ARE FRIENDS NOW (moot is so weird for a hindi speaker me yk🤓)

[tired-yashika-core]

jaise jaise zyada saath rahenge,

vaisi hi toh baat karenge,

mai pehle toh kabhi aapke gam liye nahi thi,

par ab hu.

pehli mulakaat mai khwaab,

ab ham kaise rahenge saath,

uska naksha bhi bana liya hamne.

(vaise, naak-naksha khubsurat hai aapka janaab)

kabhi kabhi lagta hai,

kaash.

kaash pehle saath hote,

honi ko toh nahi taal sakti thi,

lekin sambhaal zaroor sakti thi.

par aaj jab aapko dekhti hu,

sochti hu kis tarah aapne apne aap ko buna hai,

lagta hai, hamse zyada insaan hai aap.

mai aage,

har haar, har jeet ke liye rahungi aapki.

chand sa chehra, bholi si surat,

mere dil mai aap aur apki zindagi dheere dheere samaa si gayi hai.

kuch baate bin bole hi samajh jaungi.

pata hai?

aapke naina bohot kuch keh jaate hai,

aur sach hi toh hai,

kuch baate na boli na suni hi theek hai,

meri baate bhi toh aap bas samajh jate hai na?

aakhir,

ham tum itne paas hai kitne duur hai chaand sitare,

sach pucho toh mann ko jhoote lagte hai yeh saare,

magar sache lagte hai yeh dharti, yeh nadiya, yeh raina,

(aur?)

aur tum.

[raindropsofloev]

Azlaan ton apne dil de vich

bas teri yaad basai hoi ae

mere vich mera kuj v nayi

jind tere e name layi hoi ae

tainu takeyaan bina nayi dil rajda

tainu takeyaan bina nayi dil rajda

mohalle vichhon kuch naa karin

tainu takeyaan bina nai dil rajda

tainu takeyaan bina nai dil rajda

mohalle vichhon kuch naa karin

tainu takeyaan bina nai dil rajda

tainu takeyaan bina nai dil rajda

mohalle vichon kuch naa karin

tera jana seene teer wangu wajda

mohalle vichon kuch naa karin

tere naina vich rabb sacha wasda

tere naina vich rabb sacha wasda

tera pyar sanu eho pya dasda

tera pyar sanu eho pya dasda

tere bina nai pyar sada sajda

mohalle vichon kuch naa karin

ve mahiya

mohalle vichon kuch naa karin....

mere saamne aake baitha ro

tu zulf sajake baitha ro

ajj nain milaake baitha ro

mainu kol bithake baitha ro

tainu takeyaan bina nayi dil rajda

mohalle vichon kuch na karin

tainu takeyaan bina nayi dil rajda

mohalle vichon kuch na karin

tainu takeyaan bina nayi dil rajda

mohalle vichon kuch na karin

tera jaana seene teer wangu wajda

mohalle vichon kuch na karin

tainu takeyaan bina nayi dil rajda

mohalle vichon kuch na karin

ve maahiya

mohalle vichon kuch na karin..

[aratrikauwu]

Tere Mere Milan Ki Yeh Raina..

Whenever I hear the age-old classic, "Tere mere milan ki yeh raina." I promptly think back to our pastimes, the memories we shared, the hopes we had, it was our favourite song, for it held a glimmering hope for our future that lied ahead.

I often wonder, do you ever think about us? About me? About the times we shared together? How we used to sing the song together? Do you even remember the moments? For I do. Eons have passed since we last met, but it still stings like you left yesterday. I still remember how you used to make beautiful flower crowns for me using nayantara flowers while humming, "Tujhe thaame kayi haathon se, milunga madbhari raaton main~". A smile makes it way to my face on reminiscing the much treasured memory.

I still remember how you used to take the longer route to work just so you could pass by my house, to catch a glimpse of me. You know, I used to wait for you, just to see you. Your sight was enough to make my day. We made so many beautiful, pure memories. Do you even think about them?

I remember the day, 4th January, 1974, 50 years ago, you handed me the wedding invitation of your marriage to Digambari. I remember you asking me the reason behind my smile. I had no answer to that. What could I have said? My cries, pleas, could not stop your wedding. So, I just smiled. Did you see the pain in my eyes? I wish not. I tried so hard to be happy for you.

Then came your wedding, 9th January, 1974. You asked me to sing a song. Only one came to mind. "Tere mere milan ki yeh raina." The song that used to be a symbol of our beautiful future, became a testament to your broken promises. As I sung the lines, "Nanha sa gul khilega angnaa, sooni baiyya sajegi sajna~", the floodgates broke. I couldn't control my tears. Then, you came, joined me, and in unison, we sang, "Tere mere milan ki yeh raina~". I cried my heart out at home that night.

I left Kolkata the day after. I couldn't bear staying there for even a moment, for everything reminded me of you.

It has been 50 years since I last saw you. 50 years since I last cried, I have become numb, nothing phases me anymore, only your memories bring a smile to my face. That one photo of you, I have kept it safe in my locker, your smiling face gives me that glint of rare happiness. All I can think of when I see that photo is,

"Nayi ada se satayegi, tab hi toh chanchal hain tere naina,"

"dekho na, dekho na, tere mere milan ki ye raina~"

[desifleabag]

Dear Naina,

I've been grappling with something and I thought I'd share it with you. It's about the complexity of loving someone who is deeply passionate about their dreams, to the point where they'd sacrifice anything to pursue them, until they realize that life is about sharing moments with loved ones, above all else.

It wasn't easy for him to choose between you and his dreams, but ultimately, he chose you. Sometimes, I find myself envious of you because not many would abandon their dreams for the sake of love. I've been in a similar situation, where despite knowing they were destined to chase their dreams abroad, my love for them remained unwavering. I can understand why he chose his dreams and left without telling me. He loved his dreams more than me, and I've come to terms with that reality. I nodded in acceptance, holding onto the book he gave me the day we first met.

I don't know if "lucky" is the right word, but you are fortunate to be with someone who loves you. I comprehend that he didn't desire a mundane life like mine; he wanted the excitement of the city he always dreamt of living in. I acknowledge your situation, Naina. There are days when I fear they might leave for exotic dishes like Hakka noodles, Tangdi kebab, or Kima pav. But before anything like that could transpire, he flew away toward his dreams, high up in the sky where no one can reach.

He loved his dreams, and I loved both his dreams and him. If it were mere stubbornness, I could have made him wait, but my love for him compelled me to let him go. I've been on numerous dates, yet my heart still echoes his love, consciously or unconsciously waiting for his return. It's been a year, and I still miss him. He doesn't send letters, and I've stopped asking for them. Perhaps I should allow him to be and cease waiting for him, shouldn't I?

[dailyvarundhawan]

chalak gaye naina tune mann bhar diya mere khali se dil ko yoon tune ghar kar diya

[chahatkichahat]

"Naina(eyes)" appreciation post.

Naina lage to jage, beena dori ya dhage bandhte hai do naina khwab se, na ata ho na pata ho, kore naino me koi aa base...

Tere mast mast do nain, mere dil ka le gaye chain...

Naino ki chaal hai, makhmali haal hai, Neechi palkon se badle samaa, Naina sharamaye jo, ya anake bar aaye jo, Naina tere kajra-re hai, naino pe hum dil haare hai...

Tere naina, tere naina, tere naina re, naino ki chaal hai, makhmali haal hai, neechi palkon se badle sama, naina sharmayein jo, Ya ke bhar aayein jo, tham ke ruk jaayein dono jahan...

Tere naina bade qaatil maar hi daalenge, Qaatilana.. qaatilana adaa se ek din is dil ko.., Hansayenge, rulayenge maar hi daalenge

Nain milte hi chain kho jaaye, ek nazar mein ishq ho jaaye

Naina tere kajrare, naino pe hum dil hare hai, anjane hi tere naino ne, waade kiye kai saare hai...

Kajra re, Kajra re tere kaare kaare naina...

[kurja-tales]

बस आजकल तो बगावत में दिल है💟

[ladyfingerstyping]

"Life mein jitna bhi try karo, kuch na kuch toh chootega hi. Toh jahan hain, wahi ka mazza lete hain." -Naina Talwar, YJHD

Dear Naina,

bohot kuch choot raha hain life mein, main kaahin ka hona chahti hoon lekin ho nahi paa rahi. What do I do if mujhe yaha mazza nahi aata, what if iye mere liye hain hi nahi? When will I find my answer like you found yours?

[thahajr]

Some  believe that expressing affection through love letters and verbalizing "I love you" can be perceived as cringeworthy. Paradoxically, these same people often find themselves deeply felt when Aman says :

"I love you, I love you very very much Naina. Main aankhein band karta hoon toh tumhe dekhta hoon, aankhein kholta hoon toh tumhe dekhna chahta hoon. Tum paas nahin hoti toh tumhe charon taraf mehsoos karta hoon. Har pal har ghadi har waqt mere naina mere Naina ko doondhte hain. Ise pyar kaho, paagalpan ya mere dil ki dhadkan. Mere liye ek hi baat hai. Pyaar toh bahut log karte hain, lekin mere jaisa pyar koi nahin kar sakta, kyonki kisi ke paas tum jo nahin ho. Main tumhe bhool nahin sakta Naina. Main tumhe bhoolna hi nahin chahta. Tum meri ho, main tumhe zindagi bhar pyar karoonga. Marte dam tak pyar karoonga aur uske baad bhi."

[lilredghost]

babyyy!!! i was listening to songs and these two struck out as perfect for the emperor obi-wan fic <333 Saudebaazi (from aakrosh) the lyrics and the tune has me going mad- seedhe saadhe saara saudha seedha seedha hona ji (the the trade/business/deal is simple/straightforward) maine tumko paana hai ya tumne meko khona ji (either i get/acquire/gain you or you have to lose me) literally true for this disaster duo cause they began with a contract!!!! Mere sang (idk the film but katrina's in it???) this is such anakin thinking about obi wan in the later parts of the fic!! mere sang toh chal zaraa (walk with me) kyun dikhe dara dara (why do you look so afraid) chal tujhko aa chupa du apni main baahon mein (come, let me hide you in my arms) chal khwaab kuchh sajaa du teri in nigaahon mein (come, let me decorate your eyes with dreams)

i couldnt stop myself and went and binge read the whole of the fic again im now sick with pining these two are such idiots

BABY!!! Took me almost a week to get the time to sit down and listen to these songs (I kept putting them on and then getting distracted... next time I'm playing them in the shower 😂) but you are SO right omg 🙌

Saudebaazi has that classic, like, time-period-appropriate feel to it. It just matches SO well. And the lyrics 🥺 Sauda umeedon ka hai, khwaabon ka, neendon ka hai -> This deal is made of hopes, is made of dreams, is made of sleep.

Like ohhh they both had so many hopes about how things would turn out when they started and they're only just beginning to get to where they wanted to be.

The second song I'd never heard before but I like it! (Turns out it's from the movie New York, jsyk) The "why do you look so afraid" literally SLAYED me. Anakin wanting to take care of Obi-Wan always always gets me 😭

Now obviously I have to bring my own contributions to the table… Jaane Kyun Log Pyaar from Dil Chahta Hai absolutely breaks my heart but it's very much the both of them at the crux of the "enemies" part of their arcs. Even just the way it opens… Jaane kyun log pyaar karte hai. Jaane kyun voh kise pe marte hai. -> Why do people love? Why does a person die for someone / pine for someone?

Bc Anakin just straight up does not get it (ie: he's never had big dreams of love, and the concept is only causing him pain) and Obi-Wan is… obviously… having a bad time in those chapters…

Pyaar mein sar jhukaana parta hai -> In love, you have to lower your head Dard mein muskuraana parta hai -> Even in pain, you have to smile Zehr kyun zindagi mein bharte hai -> Why do people fill their lives with this poison?

My mind also went straight to Galliyan from Ek Villain (but the unplugged ver though cause there's just something so tragic about it). I truncated some parts just so this isn't insanely long but:

Yahi doobe din mere -> This is where my days end Yahi hote hai savere -> This is where my mornings happen Yahi marna aur jeena -> This is where I die and where I live Yahi mandir aur Medina -> This is my temple and Medina Teri galliyan… -> Your alleyways… Mujh ko bhaave, galliyan teri galliyan -> They soothe me, your alleyways …Yun he tarpaave, galliyan teri galliyan -> …They agonize me, your alleyways

Idk WHAT it is about people using religion to describe love (a la Tujh Mein Rab Dikta Hai, Jab Se Tere Naina, etc) but it drives me INSANE, I can't get enough

I'm sure if I thought a little harder, some less depressing songs would come to mind but like. I have one brain cell and it likes seeing obikin suffer 😅