Growing up, we had a stable diet of Rangoli on Doordarshan, every Sunday morning. While the songs were mostly nostalgic with Rafi, Asha, Lata, Kishore making the day heavenly, there was a segment, towards the end, that played two or three latest songs. By DD’s standards those days, latest meant anything that was released in the nineties. Out of those 2/3 songs, one was mandatory. A cold shoulder wearing Pooja Bhatt, a mischievous Aamir Khan and both fighting for a watermelon, aah! ‘DilHaiKeMantaNahin’ was pure bliss, for the ears and the eyes. Today marks 27 years since it was released and it still smells fresh as a dew.
Inspired from Raj Kapoor’s ‘Chori Chori’, which itself was inspired from ‘It happened one night’, it’s the story of Pooja who runs off from her home to meet the man of his dreams, who by the way, is an incompetent nincompoop. She meets Raghu Jaitly, a news reporter on the bus to Bangalore in a rather funny circumstance. As the bus starts rolling, Pooja falls on Raghu’s lap and amidst the cacophony of laughter, Raghu snidely remarks –
“Kisi ne sach hi kaha hai… Upar wala jab deta hai, toh chappr phad ke deta hai !!!”
Adventures, mishaps, love, and heartbreak; they all follow Raghu and Pooja, in the midst of the landscapes of Ooty and mesmerizing voices of Kumar Sanu and Anuradha Paudwal. Running from goons and detectives, Raghu and Pooja go through a mayhem of events, resulting into a misunderstanding which separates the two. Eventually, Pooja realizes that the man of her dreams is actually Raghu, whose last name she despises so much. So she runs off again, this time, with the support of her father, who delights us with ‘Pooja beti bhag ja..’ and ‘Meri beti bhag gayi..’. We see a sad Raghu boarding a bus and surprised to see a smiling Pooja, in her bridal attire. As the bus starts rolling, a bewildered Raghu falls on Pooja’s lap and someone from the bus comically retorts –
“Bhaiya, Kisi ne sach hi kaha hai… Upar Wala jab deta hai, toh chappr phad ke deta hai !!!”
As Raghu and Pooja embrace each other, the credit starts rolling, with the now familiar piano tune of the title song. Heck, I am humming it now, while I write this.
‘DilHaiKiMantaNahin’ reminds me of an old time when life was simple, Sundays were meant to be enjoyed and family meant baba, ma, and dada. Today, when life is chaotic, Sundays include office work and family has expanded to an adorable sister-in-law, two lovely nieces, a beautiful wife and a darling son, it still somehow tugs my heart to that time. So until we dwell in the past, allow me to indulge myself in the romanticism that ‘DilHaiKiMantaNahin’ so vividly offers.