All Vacations Must End

At times, your words don’t come from you. They are too powerful to belong to one voice, their meaning too deep for one tale. Recently, I uttered some of this sort. They were said to someone I know in a jovial tone, without much thought gone in their formation. And yet, when I reflected on…

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Reading Gulzar – Ranjha Ranjha

An adaptation of a work of Bulle Shah, the immortal saint, this song speaks of the mystic element of love – where the identity of one is lost in the other. The lover not only joins and mingles into his love, he is destroyed and annihilated by it. And is grateful for it. Film: Raavan…

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Reading Gulzar – Raat Ka Nasha Abhi

We have all, at some point or another, dealt with distance in love. I am sure that, if we could describe it, this is how we would choose to. Film: Asoka Music: Anu Malik Singer: Chitra and Abhijeet Lyrics: 🙂 Here goes…

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Reading Gulzar – Dil To Bachcha Hai Ji

Today, six songs of love! Love, the universal solvent of all our cinema, the reality around which all our fantasies are woven. Something that we sing and cry about all the time, and get to see so less. And understand even lesser. And because we understand it oh-so-little, we find that little voice in all…

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Reading Gulzar – Bol Na Halke Halke

There is little exploration of fantastical love these days, and lesser still is it expressed. We don’t dream these days in obscure motifs and unreachable ideals, our quest is much easier, much accessible. In such a time, there comes a song like this – romantic, soulful, and seeking to break the bonds of Time. Going…

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Reading Gulzar – Pukaro Mujhe Naam Lekar Pukaro

The year is almost at an end, and I think this neglected blog can do with a few posts. Since, for one reason or another, I don’t quite feel upto publishing something original, I shall continue to regale you with the words and poetry of arguably the greatest wordsmith of our times. Now, as anyone…

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Her

Shakespeare once wrote a play that he couldn’t name. Ultimately, he went with ‘As You Like It’, leaving his audience to name and interpret what they saw the way the saw fit. Now, yours truly is humble enough to recognise he’s no Shakespeare, or even comes close. But he was in a quandary quite similar…

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Tonight

In returning to poems after a while, here’s a poem that I made up today while staring at this white screen. I hope you’ll like it…

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