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She Drives Me Crazy
"Woh ajeeb hai" was the most recent chant he seemed to be saying, as if counting beads on a rosary. For a man who did not believe in God or rituals that everyone in the house did to please him, he seemed to be wanting to ask him if he was not slowly but surely going insane. She was a constant in his life and he was getting used to it. He even felt a twinge of restlessness when she left every evening. He wanted her to be with him, now and forever. Why? He did not want to analyse too much. He knew he felt something for her. Whether it was her tears or her antics, everything affected him. Somewhere along the way from that night of knowing about her whether it was the stars or her parents, he was learning about the weird Khushi Kumari Gupta who was never too far from his thoughts.
He seemed to be changing, his recent conversation with Di was proof of it. She was changing him, whether he wanted to not, whether he liked it or not. He felt puzzled by her, intrigued by her and lured by her innocence and vivacity. He was doomed he figured.
This trip to Nainital with Lavanya will probably tip the balance more favourably he thought. He would probably find some semblance within himself not be so at odds with himself. He needed to be away from her, but he did not like it when she was not around. What was happening to him and then he remembered how she had tended to him when he had been sick. Not just his Di but she had cared for him. Her touch had soothed him, made him want to not be swallowed in the darkness that was welcoming him. She had pushed him back to consciousness, made him eat Jalebis so that his blood sugar became stable. She was a pillar of strength, naivety and beauty. Oh yes! those luminous wide eyes, he so wanted to drown in them. He wanted to hold her close to him to make her feel what he felt when she was close to him. He was enthralled but ever since that day when he had seen those marks on her arms he had tried to stay away from her, despite wanting to touch her like when their fingers had brushed, he wanted to not let go, not of the tiffin but her hand. He had wanted to pull her to him, into him. Propriety had stopped him, if half his family was not a few feet away he would have done just that.
He was screwed, he figured. He did not know what he wanted to do, on one hand he wanted to be with her and other he wanted to stay away from her. All this went through his head as he packed his bags.
Anjali in her room was talking to Nani and making plans of sending Khushi with them to Nainital for sending them alone without chaperone would not be right. It would mean ensuring separate rooms for them and not breaking the customs and traditions of Raizada Khandaan.
They both went to Khushi and said, "Khushi bitiya, aap bhi Lavanya aur Arnav ke saath Nainital jaayengi. Do kaam hai. Ek toh wahan Naina devi ke mandir mein mannat maangni hai aur pooja karwani hai. Kehte hain mata Durga ko Navratra mein yahan pooja karne se woh khood prasanna hoti hai."
Khushi flustered with the idea of spending time with Arnav Singh Raizada when for the last two days she had been avoiding going anywhere near him. She had failed miserably and ended up being next to him always. Whether it was helping him when he was sick or teaching Lavanya how to make pakoras and she had ended up making them for him and his appreciation of them had gone a long way. He had said softly, "Achche bane hain."
She had blushed then and tried to run away but he had held her wrist, almost tentatively for she felt he feared hurting her. She had told him, "Chorriye," and he had let go immediately but she had wished he would not let go.
Her heart had hammered a staccato inside pulsating in her being like it was only wanting to voice what happened when he was near. Hell! it was not any better when he was not around either. Whether it was the thought of him or thought of his thoughtfulness she had felt a strange feeling assail her as if she felt everything seemed focused around him and about him. Her whole being was honed in to tune his frequency and vibrate within her. She was going crazy for sure. Was it acidity? If so, why did it not solve itself with cold milk?
She had had enough, she had been happy to hear he would be away for a few days and now this. "Why?" She asked Naniji in a small voice, knowing that if Nani was determined to have her go, there was nothing she would be able to do to stop it.
What about all the plans she and Lavanya had made to get them together, closer. But even with those plans she did not feel good. Why did her heart seem to stop when she had heard Lavanya say she and Arnav would marry. She should be happy for them but she had felt miserable in that split second before she had revived herself. What was happening to her she wondered yet again.
She Drives Me Crazy lyrics
I can't stop
the way I feel
Things you do
don't seem real
Tell you what I got in mind
'cause we're runnin' out of time
Won't you ever set me free?
This waitin' 'rounds killin' me
She drives me crazy
like no one else
She drives me crazy
and I can't help myself
I can't get
any rest
People say
I'm obsessed
Everything that's serious lasts
But to me there's no surprise
What I have, I knew was true
Things go wrong, they always do
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
She drives me crazy
And I can't help myself
I won't make it,
On my own
No on likes,
To be alone
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
She drives me crazy
And I can't help myself
Uh huh huh
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
She drives me crazy
And I can't help myself
Uh huh huh
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
She drives me crazy
And I can't help myself
"Woh ajeeb hai" was the most recent chant he seemed to be saying, as if counting beads on a rosary. For a man who did not believe in God or rituals that everyone in the house did to please him, he seemed to be wanting to ask him if he was not slowly but surely going insane. She was a constant in his life and he was getting used to it. He even felt a twinge of restlessness when she left every evening. He wanted her to be with him, now and forever. Why? He did not want to analyse too much. He knew he felt something for her. Whether it was her tears or her antics, everything affected him. Somewhere along the way from that night of knowing about her whether it was the stars or her parents, he was learning about the weird Khushi Kumari Gupta who was never too far from his thoughts.
He seemed to be changing, his recent conversation with Di was proof of it. She was changing him, whether he wanted to not, whether he liked it or not. He felt puzzled by her, intrigued by her and lured by her innocence and vivacity. He was doomed he figured.
This trip to Nainital with Lavanya will probably tip the balance more favourably he thought. He would probably find some semblance within himself not be so at odds with himself. He needed to be away from her, but he did not like it when she was not around. What was happening to him and then he remembered how she had tended to him when he had been sick. Not just his Di but she had cared for him. Her touch had soothed him, made him want to not be swallowed in the darkness that was welcoming him. She had pushed him back to consciousness, made him eat Jalebis so that his blood sugar became stable. She was a pillar of strength, naivety and beauty. Oh yes! those luminous wide eyes, he so wanted to drown in them. He wanted to hold her close to him to make her feel what he felt when she was close to him. He was enthralled but ever since that day when he had seen those marks on her arms he had tried to stay away from her, despite wanting to touch her like when their fingers had brushed, he wanted to not let go, not of the tiffin but her hand. He had wanted to pull her to him, into him. Propriety had stopped him, if half his family was not a few feet away he would have done just that.
He was screwed, he figured. He did not know what he wanted to do, on one hand he wanted to be with her and other he wanted to stay away from her. All this went through his head as he packed his bags.
Anjali in her room was talking to Nani and making plans of sending Khushi with them to Nainital for sending them alone without chaperone would not be right. It would mean ensuring separate rooms for them and not breaking the customs and traditions of Raizada Khandaan.
They both went to Khushi and said, "Khushi bitiya, aap bhi Lavanya aur Arnav ke saath Nainital jaayengi. Do kaam hai. Ek toh wahan Naina devi ke mandir mein mannat maangni hai aur pooja karwani hai. Kehte hain mata Durga ko Navratra mein yahan pooja karne se woh khood prasanna hoti hai."
Khushi flustered with the idea of spending time with Arnav Singh Raizada when for the last two days she had been avoiding going anywhere near him. She had failed miserably and ended up being next to him always. Whether it was helping him when he was sick or teaching Lavanya how to make pakoras and she had ended up making them for him and his appreciation of them had gone a long way. He had said softly, "Achche bane hain."
She had blushed then and tried to run away but he had held her wrist, almost tentatively for she felt he feared hurting her. She had told him, "Chorriye," and he had let go immediately but she had wished he would not let go.
Her heart had hammered a staccato inside pulsating in her being like it was only wanting to voice what happened when he was near. Hell! it was not any better when he was not around either. Whether it was the thought of him or thought of his thoughtfulness she had felt a strange feeling assail her as if she felt everything seemed focused around him and about him. Her whole being was honed in to tune his frequency and vibrate within her. She was going crazy for sure. Was it acidity? If so, why did it not solve itself with cold milk?
She had had enough, she had been happy to hear he would be away for a few days and now this. "Why?" She asked Naniji in a small voice, knowing that if Nani was determined to have her go, there was nothing she would be able to do to stop it.
What about all the plans she and Lavanya had made to get them together, closer. But even with those plans she did not feel good. Why did her heart seem to stop when she had heard Lavanya say she and Arnav would marry. She should be happy for them but she had felt miserable in that split second before she had revived herself. What was happening to her she wondered yet again.
She Drives Me Crazy lyrics
I can't stop
the way I feel
Things you do
don't seem real
Tell you what I got in mind
'cause we're runnin' out of time
Won't you ever set me free?
This waitin' 'rounds killin' me
She drives me crazy
like no one else
She drives me crazy
and I can't help myself
I can't get
any rest
People say
I'm obsessed
Everything that's serious lasts
But to me there's no surprise
What I have, I knew was true
Things go wrong, they always do
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
She drives me crazy
And I can't help myself
I won't make it,
On my own
No on likes,
To be alone
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
She drives me crazy
And I can't help myself
Uh huh huh
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
She drives me crazy
And I can't help myself
Uh huh huh
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
She drives me crazy
And I can't help myself
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