Zendagi Migzara

ओ  रे पाखी ओ  रे पाखी  कैसा यह तेरा फ़साना  ढूंढे हैं क्यूँ  डारी  डारी  नया ठीकहाना  ~Swanand Kirkire | Shantanu Moitra Khoya Khoya Chaand "You don't think we are meant to be?" Anuradha asked, absolutely flabbergasted that she was even asking this question.  What did he mean by they weren't meant to be, why were they even together if he didn't believe in it. She stood there stunned by those words and not knowing how to react. Well she knew how to react, but somehow she had lost the will to gather the energies to mouth any more words, so she stood there in silence and felt everything around her stop for some time. When the world started to flow again around her, she sighed out the words "what do you mean, you don't mean that, do you?" In that sentence she had asked him a question, she had answered it herself and then went on to refute it as well.  Anuradha and Karthik were a rarity. That was for sure. She was all sorts of madness, a force unstoppable,

                                           धुप पानी पे बरस जाएँ  यह साये,  बनाये मिटाये    मैं, कहूँ और तू, आ जाएँ बेहलाये  हर दूरी शर्माए  तू साथ हैं, हो दिन रात हैं  परछाइयाँ बतलाये   तू साथ हैं, हो दिन रात हैं  साया साया  माहि वे माहि वे  मेरी हर बात में साथ  तू हैं  माहि वे माहि वे  मेरे सारे हालात तू  Maahi Ve ~ Irshad Kamil   As she sat out on the porch soaking in the sun, enjoying this space and the solitude and her dreams, a smile spread out on her face. Little by little, it went from a buddha smile to a wider smile of happiness, and eventually to a soft smile of contentment. Time had stopped, and usually when she felt like that, her life had a soundtrack in the background. Her fingers started tapping, on the arms of the chair she was sitting on. The beats were notes of Hindustani Classical music set to music by the gorgeous Shantanu Moitra - Tere Bin . When she had the rhythm set, the lyrics started floating into her mind and her voice started to hum to the words as her feet m

I believe in God, i really do. Maybe not God as in Jesus, or Allah or the million Hindu God and Goddesses. But a higher power that is guiding us and that also rests within us. Which is why when in our most desperate moments, we kneel down and pray to God and ask for a sign or ask for courage, we tend to find it, in ourselves and in things around us - which are also all a part of the magnificence of this power, of the Universe. That universe which is itself a manifested version of the unknowable and indescribable God.  I share this Universe, or God, and his/her religion with all the beings - human and others. Some days, when i find it difficult to find God within me, and I feel far away from love and hope and faith, I somehow find it in music. One such day as I stopped everything I was doing and just sat, feeling all sorts of things in my head and heart, so overwhelmed that I could break into tears if someone asked me to speak or spoke to me, I shut my eyes and took a couple of d

Think & act, people say Build a list & make it stay Don't trust his words right away Look through facts & check it twice, Act coy & sugar-nice Hold your heart until you're sure You have everything you want? then ask for more. I tried playing by the rules & did all of this, Used my brain & gave my heart a miss You see, I'd gone with my heart before there was a time when I was very sure, but that didn't take me very far Aur phir wahi tamasha beech bazaar So I didn't trust my gut That said when I first saw you, 'Here's the one The one you should pursue'. I ignored that voice & brought my mind in, To overrule the magic & enslave the djinn. Lo & behold That didn't last very long & here we are writing our own song. * phir wahi tamasha beech bazaar : borrowed from Tamasha by imtiaz ali

I fell for a man, who was honest & kind All things serious & not almost like a mixture of honey & lime. More lime than honey maybe, the kind that makes your lips pucker He riled me up sometimes, but most times he brought me succour. Deep belly laughs &  Quiet nights of staring  Musical marathons & even more chatting & sharing. He held me gently  & listened to my stories, Discovering old scars & new dreams, traversing uncharted territories. We bloomed in times of darkness when light was hard to be found, He was my guiding torch of reason, but in him, I also found my wilderness uncrowned  Slowly i let this magical bud flower I walked the path unsteadily & unsure I then began to run & dove in, Turning him from a stranger to a lover.

She got ready for work and stared at herself in the mirror. Why did she feel the need to escape - she had worked really hard to be where she was. Very early on in life, she knew law was what she wanted to do. She had the zeal, the skills, the passion and the morals to be in that profession. She had done her school proud and then gone onto study law at NLS. When she was graduated from NLS, her family threw a massive party. Why not. They were proud of what she had achieved thus far in life and they were excited about all that she was set out to achieve. It was a perfect life. And she really did think it was. Until one day, at her yoga class in the midst of Balasana, child's pose - she felt a tear roll down her cheeks, the teacher asked them to take longer inhales and exhales - but if she tried any of that right now, she'd break down, she thought. What's wrong - where is this coming from? Work was alright, mom and dad were fine, in fact she was helping her best friend