I have a mild liking to this song, which, if literally translated can be rather funny. Read it –
|Suraj hua maddham, chaand jalne laga||The sun has dimmed, the moon has begun to burn|
|Aasmaan yeh haai kyoon pighalne laga||Oh, why has the sky begun to melt?|
|Main thehra raha, zameen chalne lagi||I am standing still, the earth has begun to move|
|Dhadka yeh dil, saans thamne lagi||My heart has beat, my breath has begun to stop|
|Oh, kya yeh mera pehla pehla pyaar hai||Oh, is this my first love?|
|Sajna, kya yeh mera pehla pehla pyaar hai||Darling, is this my first love?|
So, basically, moon is burning, sky is melting, earth is beginning to move, presumably fast – the doomsday as predicted by many in 2012, happened in 2001. Silly people, they should have searched in retrospection. And the poor hero is thinking that he is falling in love. Now ‘Poor Hero’ and ‘Love’ reminds me of one incident I want to share with you guys. For those finding it difficult to gather the relation – I am the poor hero and ‘love’ is my love for my darling wife.
Recently, I bought her a radio alarm clock. She loves music, so I pampered her on Valentine’s Day with a meaningful gift. She was extremely happy. She played it the entire day, dusted it endlessly and arranged it many times till she found a good place for it. In fact, she sat in front of it for hours pretending to get some inspiration from it for her blog. God only know what transpired between her and radio that day! When I asked her to stop dusting it every half an hour, she gave me a 10 minute lecture of how she was protecting the speaker from collecting dust and how it improves the sound quality. She was so convincing, that at one point, I felt Bose should hire her for their ‘quality maintenance’ department. Without exaggerating it any further, basically she indulged herself.
But then, as you all know how “technically sound” ladies are, she didn’t set any of the functions. When I told her to decrease the volume, she frantically looked for the remote. I reminded her that it was a $20 gadget, not something fancy and it doesn’t come with a remote. I regretted it later, though. $20 gift was duly rewarded by Kelloggs for dinner.
As you all know how devoted I am towards her, I just let it go. We ate cereals for dinner, she gave me a doodle card as a thank you and we retired to our bed. In a while, she was probably dreaming about her radio and even I dozed off after some time. We were sleeping peacefully when suddenly at 12 in the night, “Suraj Hua Maddham” started playing at full volume. I got up, lost at what was happening around me, but my wife was snoring so loudly that Sonu Nigam and she seemed to be in some sort of Jugalbandi. I got up from the bed, turned off the radio alarm and touched her arm gently and asked, ‘Did you set the alarm?’
To which, she got up like a zombie and scolded the poor me, ‘Kya hua, kya hua. Sone bhi nahin dete!’ My face fell and like the poor hero in the song, I sang to myself, ‘Oh, kya yeh mera pehla pehla pyaar hai!’😛