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- A space on the terrace turned into a small room in DDA flats, in the north-west of Delhi. The smell of rajma chawal wafting. A young lad, in college, in between his studies, his classes, fighting with his sibling and parents, finds time to strum his guitar while sneaking in a cigarette with his friends around him jamming. That's the thought that popped in my head when I heard the strumming of the guitar at the beginning of the song, the first time.

 - A warm sun peeping out, the typical 'Sardi wali dhoop' of November, girl hanging out in the balcony, with 'chai', and the guy who has a crush on her, standing in a small 'kirana' shop right opposite her house, so that he could have a look at her while she pretends to have not seen him and continues sipping her chai, with a wandering gaze, while playing with her hair.

 "Soni soni si mohabbat ne kareya hai tang
Kudi teri sohabat ne kareya hai tang
rangeen fillum jaise dikhte hai rang"

 A song for every person in love, lyrics for every person who was in love at least once in life. A song which forces you to go back to your days of youth. A song which strikes a chord somewhere. A song which makes you dream. A song you want to listen to on a warm winter-y afternoon while driving. 
"Ikk tu hi Ikk tu hi,
Mainu pasand,
Preet di khushboo
na ho jaye mand,
Meri zidd hai,
teri meri jind hai,
hass ke guzara"

 My favourite lines from the song. Lines which make you feel special. Lines which make you blush when you listen. Lines which you wish the guy who is in love with you dedicates it to you and means it. 

 A beautiful song. A beautiful composition from one of my favourite composers, Amit Trivedi.

 This song to me is every love story. 
Confessed and unsaid. 
First crush or a deeply intense relationship. 
A new found love or a walk down memory lane. 
Of blissful solitudes and of fantasies. 

 I am addicted to this one. As of now. A song which makes me smile. A song which is a mood changer. A song which has a calming effect. 






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