O mere dil ke chein

It’s Saturday at your sister’s place in another city where you are working. You go there on weekends to stay and eat a decent meal or two. The TV station played a national language movie on Saturdays and absolutely unknown movies on Sundays, making it all the more depressing. You go there a bit late and someone there who knows the language tells you what happened till that point. Sounds like a family story. The songs are good anyway. There is an interval of sorts halfway through during which you have dinner. You come back and finish watching the movie, with this song doing the rounds in your brain.