Complicated thoughts in a simple mind

48 years earlier, our beloved Gulzar had penned a poem. A satire on the country's situation back then. Salil Choudhary converted it into a  musical with a great team effort with Mukesh and Kishore Kumar. Vinod Khanna supported a bunch of supporting actors to visually represent it. Among all the names mentioned above, we only have Gulzar in between us today and I am sure, he must be flabbergasted, seeing the relevance of his poem even after almost half a century and so must be others, if they are somewhere in heaven or hell 😉 Song: Haal Chaal Theek Thaak Hai Film : Mere Apne Singer : Mukesh and Kishore Kumar Lyricist : Gulzar Music : Salil Choudhary हाल चाल ठीक ठाक है,   सब कुछ ठीक ठाक है बी. ए.किया है, एम.ए.किया, लगता है वो भी ऐवै किया काम नहीं है वरना यहाँ  आप की दुआ से  सब ठीक ठाक है आब-ओ-हवा देश की बहुत साफ़ है कायदा है, कानून है, इनसाफ़ है अल्लाह मियाँ जाने कोई जिये या मरे आदमी को खून वून सब माफ़ है और क्या कहूँ छोटी मोट...

I have grown up with a high dose of nationalism. Feeling goosebumps at every flag hoisting ceremony, and eyes welling up with every patriotic song played at any time of the year, I could connect with each and every word of each and every song. Independence Day and Republic Day were the most awaited time of the year, not because of the sale, but, you know, a patriotic Indian. I was joyful and untouched in my own bubble for a long period of time and then LIFE HAPPENED. I read. I watched videos. I saw the situation around me. Today, everything seems hollow. I cannot seem to connect with anything I used to be fond of, back when I was naive. It seems nationalism has changed its definition for me. There has been one particular song that would make me cry every single time I heard it. It made me swell with pride. Today, it holds altogether a different meaning for me and  "I AM NOT EVEN SORRY" Song : है प्रीत जहां की रीत सदा  Film : Poorab Aur Paschim Starring : Our Very Own ...

10th Aug '19 1:15 AM Its windy and drizzling. I si t on my balcony with a mug full of Nescafe Classic, writing this while I watch the lights in the apartments around and hear the leaves rustle.. Perfect ambience :) Now the ones who know me, also know well that I am not a nocturnal animal. I have rarely been awake for midnight celebrations even. So you must be wondering what's the occasion today ... It might sound stupid, but a romantic movie just around my sleeping time has somehow awaken the dormant lover inside me. Lover in the sense, the cliched one, and I am glad it happened... Years of Bollywood dose had made me a die hard romantic, a mushy one. Rains, candles, balloons, streamers, flowers, surprises.. the list could go on and on. However, with time and maturity, I changed. Or I thought I had. .Being more practical and reasonable, I had closed myself from all sides, all the feelings buried deep inside, thinking and acting very sensibly and lady like that I had...

I write this while watching my husband sleeping. On a video call.. From past one hour... We have been married for four years and eight months today and like literally, every day, I talked about some day when we would be physically apart. We always tried doing stuffs on our own saying who would do it when we weren't around. Both of us had known all this time that someday, I would be away on some foreign deputation or higher studies, or may be some unforeseen situation might arise which would cause us living separate for a certain period of time.Never even once, did we think, it would be so difficult,living away from each other because we had not prepared ourselves emotionally for a physical separation.. We don't look forward to go home now, for there would be no one around. We don't look forward to a weekend, for we'll have to spend it without each other. We don't look forward to a day to end because time flies during the day while we are at work, but evenings s...