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Sunday, 6 September 2015

The Gardener

From 'The Gardener' :Tagore's own translation from the original Bengali


You are the evening cloud floating in the sky of my dreams.

I paint you and fashion you ever with my love longings.

You are my own, my own, Dweller in my endless dreams!

Your feet are rosy-red with the glow of my heart's desire,

Gleaner of my sunset songs!

Your lips are bitter-sweet with the taste of my wine of pain.

You are my own, my own, Dweller in my lonesome dreams!

With the shadow of my passion have I darkened your eyes, Haunter

of the depth of my gaze!

I have caught you and wrapt you, my love, in the net of my music.

You are my own, my own, Dweller in my deathless dreams!

Monday, 6 July 2015

Iktara

This song is a soulful Sufi rendition by famous Gazhal performer and personally one among my favourites -Kavitha Seth from the Bollywood movie 'Wake up Sid' directed by Ayan Mukherji. The movie itself is a beautiful creation projecting emotions unsaid. The movie has endeared Mumbai to its viewers through its astounding frames and direction. 




 
This song is something I can relate to very much..


orey manva tu to bavra hai 
o mind, you are little crazy

tu hi jaane tu kya sochta hai 
only you know what you think

tu hi jaane tu kya sochta hai bavre 
only you know what you think, o crazy

kyun dikhaye sapne tu sote jaagte 
why are showing dreams in day and night


jo barse sapne boond boond 
when the dreams pour down in drops

nainon ko moond moond 
blocking eyes

nainon ko moond moond 
filling eyes

jo barse sapne boond boond 
when the dreams pour down in drops

nainon ko moond moond 
covering eyes

kaise main chaloon 
how could I walk

dekh na sakoon, anjaane raastein 
I can't see the unknown paths


gunja sa hai koi iktara iktara, gunjasa hai koi iktara 
some iktara (one string instrument) is playing/roaring/echoing

gunjasa hai koi iktara iktara, gunjasa hai koi iktara 
some iktara (one string instrument) is playing/roaring/echoing

dheeme bole koi iktara iktara, dheeme bole koi iktara
some string instrument is saying it slowly, slowly some string instrument is saying

gunjasa hai koi iktara iktara, gunjasa hai koi iktara 
some iktara (one string instrument) is playing/roaring/echoing


sun rahi hoon sudh budh khoke koi main kahani 
losing my consciousness I am listening to some story

poori kahani hai kya kise hai pata 
what is whole story who knows

main to kisiki hoke yeh bhi na jaani 
becoming someone's I didn't know

ruth hai ye do pal ki ya rehgi sada 
is it a season of moment or will it stay forever

kise hai pata� kise hai pata 
who knows? who knows?

Tuesday, 23 June 2015

Date a Girl who Reads

Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes. She has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.
Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag.
She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she finds the book she wants. You see the weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a second hand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow.
She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already, lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book.
Buy her another cup of coffee.

It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas and for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry, in song. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.

She has to give it a shot somehow.
Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.

Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always lead up to the climax. Because girls who understand that all things will come to end and that you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still is the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.
Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop.
If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.
You will propose on a hot air balloon or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick, over Skype.

You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.
Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.
Or better yet, date a girl who writes.

[NOTE: Author unknown ]

Thursday, 19 March 2015

'P'


Remember this one?

A million years from today, umpteen lifetimes away, no matter where time or space may find us, I promise that you and I will be locked arm-in-arm, dancing through reality, daring each other on to ever more adventures, tempting the most alluring illusions, and looking for distant worlds to create and explore. Simply because we can, because it will bring us immeasurable joy, and because there just isn't anything that could ever stop a pair like you and me.

Uncanny, huh, how a million years ago I was able to be so spot on.
Ohh-wee-ohh