A curated cellar of musings.
Milke bhi hum na mile tum se na jaane kyun Meelon ke hai faasle Tum se na jaane kyun Anjaane hai silsile Tum se na jaane kyun Sapne hai Palkon tale tum se na jaane kyun... Kaise batayein kyun thujhko... (Lyrics by Irshad Kamil from the aptly named film: Ajab Prem Ki Ghazab Kahani)
Halki halki aahen bharna takiye mein sar de ke dheeme dheeme sargoshi mein baatein karna pagalpan hai aise tumpe marna ubla ubla kyun lagta hai ye badan, ye jalan to khamakha nahi ye khalish jo hai, wo khamakha nahi haan tapish to hai, par khamakha nahi.. Khamakha nahi... (From the song Khamakha…
"There is a solitude of space A solitude of sea. A solitude of death, but these Society shall be Compared with that profounder site That polar privacy A soul admitted to itself- Finite infinity." - Emily Dickinson (1830-86) (From BIANCHI, MARTHA DICKINSON, 1866-1943, & DICKINSON, EMILY, 1830-1886. (1914). The Single Hound: Poems of a…
Hum kyon! shikhwaa kare jhootha kya hua jo dil toota Hum kyon! shikhwaa kare jhootha kya hua jo dil toota sheeshe ka khilauna tha kuchh naa kuchh to honaa tha, hua Yeh kya hua, kaise hua, kab hua kyon hua, jab hua, tab hua oh chodo, yeh na socho hmmm!! yeh kya hua Humne jo…
Through the windowpane he spots this fragile yet lively streak of light bouncing off the roughest of surfaces to create a chromatic aberration of sorts, but his persistently deluding mind would like to think it is a rainbow. A rainbow that stokes nostalgia, “Aha! Why don’t we take a shot of that?” and “Capture it…
Ab na mujhko yaad beeta Main toh lamhon mein jeeta Chala ja raha hoon Main kahaan pe ja raha hoon… Kahaan hoon? Iss yaqeen se main yahan hoon Ki zamana yeh bhala hai Aur jo raah mein mila hai Thodi door jo chala hai Woh bhi aadmi bhala tha Pata tha… Zara bas khafa tha…
Maana toofan ke aage Nahin chalta zor kisi ka Maujon ka dosh nahin hai Yeh dosh hai aur kisi ka Majdhaar mein naiya dole To maajhi paar lagaaye Maajhi jo naav duboye Use kaun bachaaye... (Lyrics from the song Chingari koi bhadke - OST - Movie Amar Prem by Anand Bakshi)
The shallow waters of vulnerability serve the indulgent human desire with lurid loyalty ...
