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I am in Love

With this song from a not-so-old Indian movie - Refugee.
Mere Humsafar
Its one of the 1400 hindi songs on my playlist, most of which I havent even heard ever and randomly it came up and then it struck. The music, the lyrics, the voice. Man it’s amazing how an ever-fleeting emotion like love can be captured in poetry and make actors (wannabe) like Abhishek Bachchan and Kareena Kapoor tolerable.

I dint think I would do this, but I am actually going to post the lyrics for this song in Hinglish and maybe someday will translate it into English for you as well. For the time being, this will suffice (for me to sing over and over again):

{Mere humsafar, mere humsafar
mere paas aa, mere paas aa
Mere humsafara, mere humsafar
mere paas aa, mere paas aa

Hame saath chalna hai umra bhar
mere paas aa, mere paas aa
Hame saath chalna hai umra bhar
mere paas aa, mere paas aa
mere paas aa} chorus 1

Hai safar hamara naya naya
Kisi pal andhera jo hogaya

Haisafara hamara naya naya
Kisi pal andhera jo hogaya

Kahin kho na jaye yeh rehguzar
mere paas aa, mere paas aa

chorus 1
Zara thehar ja mere humnawaba
yeha agli mor pe hoga kya
zara thehar ja mere humnawaba
yeha agli mor pe hoga kya

Kise hai pata, kise hai khabar
mere paas aa, mere paas aa

chorus 1
Jo Gharo ko chhor ke hai chale
Jo Gharo ko chhor ke hai chale
Unhe kya darayenge phaasle
Jo Gharo ko chhor ke hai chale
Unhe kya darayenge phaasle

hume jaana hai dil ke nagar
mere paas aa, mere paas aa

chorus 1

Long, I know. That’s how hindi songs are, kya kare ? Download it on Kazaa if you can, Refugee - Mere Humsafar.

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  • Work, under pressure

    Its true that some people perform better under pressure. Surprisingly, I think I belong to that clan. For the past two weeks I have been caught up with one thing or the other, but time and again I found myself thinking about something random to keep my mind calm or just take a break.

    In the midst of all this confusion around me, I have come up with 3 wicked ideas. I am sure if I could write about them, you would think the same. Well, thats not to say I wont bring them up.

    Numero Uno: Off late I have been realizing the vanity of designer wear (if this is the proper usage). I personally buy ‘designer’ wear, or at least what I can humbly afford, primarily cause they are comfortable and they last longer. Well, that’s my experience with them. But a good number of people I know buy them not cause they like the clothes but cause they like the flashy sign plastered all over the clothes. Now, thats nuts. It is by far the best system of marketing I have seen.

    We pay them to display their wares. The subtle stuff most of us can let go, but some of these clothes are friggin ugly. So unlike one of those morons who just keep yakking, I have decided to do something about this.

    I am going to take 5 of each - pants, tees, shirts, jeans, shorts, whatever and color in the visible label with whatever to hide it and cut off the hidden label as well. This is not to change the world or anything, but simply a test for myself - to measure how truthful I am to myself. If it works, then I can rest assure that I have not lost myself in this mayajal (superficial world).

    I will be posting photos of these clothes real soon, so keep looking.

    The other two ideas I cant post right away. There’s a lot of work involved, but once I have something substantial in hand, you guys will be the first to know.

    Let me know what you think of this idea. I am not pretending on doing something universally applicable or anything, but I do know that I am moving one step towards saying NO to following the herd.

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  • Paradise Lost

    once there was a land
    of dreams and wishes
    with hopes and wants
    desire and riches

    many a day
    have i played
    in that hay
    for life was beautiful
    could it be any other way?

    now the sand has slipped
    through my fingers
    and those thoughts transformed
    into the needs of the day
    must live this life at any cost
    thats my paradise lost.

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