Sajan ... magic!!!

2nd Feb

Something must have happened in the first half of the episode ... don't know, don't care.

Dia gets Gunjan ready - Gunjan looks wistfully at Nups' picture, wondering why her di made that peculiar demand - don't wear Samarat's gift, then says, he's done so much for me, I will wear it for him.

Samrat waits at the farmhouse, Gunjan enters and he gazes at her, his eyes not moving from her face. Goes on one knee, kisses her hand, all the while just gazing up at her face as though he can't take his eyes off her (don't blame him, she's looking so ethereal and stunning, as though she really is the angel he calls her). Says - people say dreams are beautiful but if reality is so beautiful, who needs dreams? And she's shy, moves away ... why here, Samrat?
Because this is where we first met ... Gunjan stares at him as though she can't believe it - he remembers? ... and where because of Sheena I realized your importance in my life ... the day he supported her without question, without an iota of doubt, without needing a word of protest from her - because he knew her. And that again is the sheer beauty of Sajan - they don't need words, their souls speak to each other because they're joined by their souls - mind and body come much later.

Which is why, after he showed her the I love U in the pool, there was no need for words again. And why, though I hate the original picturization in the movie, I fell in love with the song today, because I had never really heard it before, never realised how beautiful the words and how apt for Sajan.

Roshni se bhare bhare ... bhare bhare naina tere
your eyes ... filled with light

sapnon se bhare bhare ... bhare bhare naina tere
your eyes ... filled with dreams

chhooke bolein ... na chhoona mujhe
your gaze touches me, it sets me on fire with your love, where is the need for your touch

dhoonda hai dhoonda hai tujhe, aakash upar tale
I was searching just for you, in the skies above and below, my soul was seeking its twin, its other half

And he looks up at the sky as though to acknowledge that's where she came from, because someone up there was looking out for him and had sent him his own personal angel ... and I always remember the V night when after Gunjan is his friend again, he looks up at the heavens again and says 'thanks' ... for him, she is truly a divine blessing ...

shayad kisi badri mein, lipti hui tu mile
maybe i would see you, wrapped in a cloud, as ethereal and fairy-like as you ... his Chashmish, beautiful, delicate, as wraith-like and insubstantial as a cloud ... can he believe she is real and is his?

dhoonda hai, dhoonda hai tujhe, aakash upar tale
and she's been looking for him too, her soul is as lonely and incomplete without him as his is without her

shayad kisi nadiya pe chalta hua tu mile
will I see you in the waves of the rivers running by me, fleetingly, too fast for me to catch or hold, but it's enough for me that I see you, am near you ...
And she looks for him, frantic, scared that she's lost him, and then she sees him, and closes her eyes ... although she says a glimpse is enough, but in her heart, she knows it's not ...

maine samay rok ke tera pata poocha hai
I'll stop time itself to ask him where you are
Time, place, nothing has any meaning till I find you ... without you I am lost

neeli nadi se keh ke, sagar tale dhoonda hai
I'll tell the blue rivers and search you under the oceans
I'll part the waters of the rivers and dive under the deepest oceans to look for you, because without you, I have no meaning

lehron pe chalke hue, paani ke phan choote hain
splashing up from the waves, droplets of water touch me

Jaise tere haath ho, mera yeh tan choote hain
like your hands dance over my body

And the way she's lying by the side of the pool, her hand in the water, a picture of delicate grace and beauty ... she splashes water over his face playfully and I am reminded of Krishna Radha playing on the banks of the Yamuna, that's how pure and beautiful this pair are ... it's not their bodies which are so close, but their souls again ...
And he trails his hand in the water over hers, trickles water gently over her face, and she gives in completely, she is his, for ever and always ... she turns to trail her hand over his face as though to say in turn that he is hers too, she has the right to touch him and she wants to, because they are one ...