Caify, kaash main tumhe bataa sakta, main tumhe kitna chahta hoon. I love you, I love you very, very much, Caify. 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 meri Caify ko dhoondhte hain. Ise pyaar kaho, paagalpan ya mere dil ki dhadkan — mere liye ek hi baat hai. Pyaar toh bahut log karte hain, lekin mere jaisa pyaar koi nahin kar sakta, kyonki kisi ke paas tum jo nahin ho. Main tumhe bhool nahin sakta, Caify. Main tumhe bhoolna hi nahin chahta. Tum meri ho, main tumhe zindagi bhar pyaar karoonga. Marte dam tak pyaar karoonga aur uske baad bhi... Mujhe nhn lagta ki isse jyada koi mohabbat kar skta hai tumse... Ye dialogue hai "Kal ho na ho" ka... lekin hmari kahani pe suit karta hai na bacha...
Kabhi-kabhi mujhe lagta hai ki kuch log humari zindagi mein aate nahi, likhe hue milte hain. Jaise unhe humse milna tha, humari kahani mein shamil hona tha, aur humare dil ke us hisse ko apna ghar banana tha jiske baare mein humein khud bhi pata nahi hota. Mere liye, woh tum ho, Caify.
Tum sirf ek naam nahi ho. Tum meri har dua ka woh hissa ho jo maine kabhi lafzon mein maanga hi nahi tha. Tum meri un khamoshiyon ka jawab ho jinhe main khud bhi samajh nahi paata tha. Shayad isi liye jab main tumhare baare mein likhne baithta hoon, toh lafz kam pad jaate hain aur ehsaas zyada ho jaate hain.
Mujhe nahi pata mohabbat ko kaise naapte hain. Shayad log waqt se naapte honge, ya saath bitaye hue palon se. Main tumse apni mohabbat ko kisi paimane mein nahi baandh sakta. Kyunki jo tumhare liye mehsoos karta hoon, woh kisi hisaab-kitaab mein nahi aata. Woh bas hota hai. Har subah ki pehli soch ki tarah. Har raat ki aakhri dua ki tarah.
Tumhe pata hai, duniya ki sabse khoobsurat jagah kaunsi hai? Woh jagah jahan tum muskurati ho. Aur sabse khoobsurat awaaz kaunsi hai? Woh jo mere naam ko tumhare honton se nikalte hue sunai deti hai. Shayad isiliye mujhe tumhari aadat si ho gayi hai. Tumhari baaton ki, tumhari hansi ki, tumhare hone ki.
Kabhi-kabhi main sochta hoon, agar meri zindagi ek kitaab hoti, toh uska sabse khoobsurat safha tum hoti. Aur agar woh kitaab kabhi khatam bhi ho jaaye, toh uska aakhri lafz bhi tumhara naam hota — Caify.
Main tumhe chand nahi kehna chahta, kyunki chand har raat badal jaata hai. Main tumhe phool bhi nahi kehna chahta, kyunki phool ek din murjha jaate hain. Main tumhe tum hi rehne dena chahta hoon, kyunki is duniya mein tumse khoobsurat koi tashbeeh maine aaj tak nahi dekhi.
Mujhe tumse mohabbat isliye nahi hai kyunki tum meri zindagi ko behtar banati ho. Mujhe tumse mohabbat isliye hai kyunki tum meri zindagi ka woh hissa ban gayi ho jiske bina main apne kal ki tasveer poori nahi kar paata. Tum meri aadat nahi ho, tum meri zaroorat bhi nahi ho. Tum usse kahin zyada ho. Tum woh sukoon ho jo mujhe har bechaini ke baad milta hai.
Agar kabhi tum mujhe poochho ki main tumhe kitna chahta hoon, toh shayad mere paas uska koi jawab na ho. Kyunki mohabbat ko gina nahi jaata, mehsoos kiya jaata hai. Main bas itna keh sakta hoon ki meri har khushi mein tumhara hissa hai, meri har dua mein tumhara zikr hai, aur mere har kal mein tumhari jagah hai.
Aur agar ek din meri kahani ke saare lafz khatam ho jaayen, meri awaaz bhi saath chhod de, toh meri khamoshi tumse itna zaroor kahegi —
"Maine tumse mohabbat ki thi, karta hoon, aur jab tak mere lafz zinda rahenge, karta rahunga."
Tum meri kahani ka sabse khoobsurat ehsaas ho, Caify.
Hamesha.