The magic of melodies, although a rhythmic fusion of words and music, can never be plainly articulated and expressed in words. It gives a feeling which is splendid, mystifying. I pick one song and keep poring over it , getting enraptured for hours and hours, endlessly trying to figure out the magic within to express the mesmerizing effect. To say, it deeply touches my heart, enriches my soul …sounds shallow, for there is something more deep to it, deeper than.. the blue water running endlessly across the undefined oceans ....the never ending roots of the huge trees forming dark, lovely, deep greenery of forest …… the pious and inexhaustible colorful imagination of a child’s mind devoid of fear... limitless…it’s a sensation which cannot be quantified absolutely.
There are songs which reinvigorate, each and every particle of my body, the words and the music take a form, which I seem to identify so well, but could never be aware of its proximity to me, they define a feeling I have always had within me, but could never realize. I keep repeating the words, play with the tunes, try holding them to my heart, but it simply flows, freely, endlessly, entangling me in a perfect loop, taking me into trance, peace, serenity, composure, divinity…a spiritual enormity…..
I keep humming them, try to put the notes with the same intensity, make the words flow with the same inexplicable feeling, till they completely get ingrained in me. It is soul -quenching to listen to a good music and all the more, when you put your voice, emotions, and feeling to sing it with the same magicJ….
Presently, engulfed in the song..
From the film: bazaar
Singer: lata mangeshkar
Music Khayaam
Lyricist: Makhdoom Mohiuddin, Bashir Nawaz
Dikhayi Diye Yoon Ke Bekhudh Kiya
Humein Aapse Bhi Judaa Kar Chale
Jabhi Sajda Karte Hi Sarse Gayi
Haq-E-Bandigi Hum Ada Kar Chale
Parastish Kiya Tak Ke Aye But Tujhe
Nazar Mein Saboki Khuda Kar Gaye
Bahut Arzoo Thi Gali Ki Tere
So Ya Se Lahoo Mein Naha Kar Chale
Fakirana Ae Sada Kar Chale
Miya Khush Raho Hum Dua Kar Chale
Jo Tujh Bin Na Jeene Ka Kehte Hum
So Us Ahad Ko Ab Wafa Kar Chale
Koi Na Umeed Na Karte Nigahen
So Tum Humse Munh Bhi Chhupa Kar Chale
Apr 9, 2008
Apr 4, 2008
A random thought again
At times everything seems to be a sham, your faith in God, your faith in goodness, your faith in religion of humanity. You are bound to think, what are you living for, you wonder and are confused about your own existence, is it what is life??? Innumerable questions puzzle your mind, and finally there are blank spaces filling your mind, taking it toward an empty crumbling. You feel lost and lonely in a crowd; you think, think and think! And find everything seems to have died, the passion within you, the hopes, the dreams, the beauty of existence, but still you live, just for the sake of living.
And then shines the lady luck to show you the magic of life. You get up with full force, re-ignite the fire within you and this time this is going to destroy every set back laid on your way to the world of your dreams, you strike back with a greater vigor, to win back your beautiful life.
Coming back to life !
The world is alive, I can still breathe, but am a person who is all dead.
Things and people, the body and soul, have now come to an end.
Years before I wondered, what death like is, I can smell it now.
It quietly surrounds you and is silent and slow.
You can feel it, you can taste it, but you can never discard it.
Day and night like a shadow, it hovers over you, without a sight.
It's a magical word, which has a magical effect on you,
You stay alive and you wonder why you do?
A dead man's life I have seen, it’s like a leech, so slow, so penetrating
Sucks out the beauty, sucks out the thrill, sucks out everything, this wonderful life has given you.
A mere physical presence is not life as it means.
I am there, but lost and tired, a moving coffin is what i have been.
Ask me what a dead man's life means.
Hopes are lost and dreams are shattered, you repent your existence
That is when you get to know, the dead man's life’s persistence.
Move back in time; look at the time ahead,
What you find, is a cloud so dark and the time with a dead end.
I walk the lonely roads, waiting to live again.
Because I have found death, time and again.
But I will rise one day from this deadly existence,
The sparkling of hope still has its pertinence.
The dazzling light of the sun gives me a remembrance
Of a beautiful ray of hope after the darkest of nights existence.
My dreams have a place outside the locked box,
They need to fly in the vastness of the Galaxy
My life has a turn towards the greener road, away from the barren land.
I need to take turn towards the green grass, huge trees and lovely flowers and sand.
I can see the bright little butterflies; I can smell the fresh beautiful flowers
I can taste the sweet ripe fruits; I can feel the beauty of creation.
And I have realized there is a more beautiful life after the deadly existence.
And then shines the lady luck to show you the magic of life. You get up with full force, re-ignite the fire within you and this time this is going to destroy every set back laid on your way to the world of your dreams, you strike back with a greater vigor, to win back your beautiful life.
Coming back to life !
The world is alive, I can still breathe, but am a person who is all dead.
Things and people, the body and soul, have now come to an end.
Years before I wondered, what death like is, I can smell it now.
It quietly surrounds you and is silent and slow.
You can feel it, you can taste it, but you can never discard it.
Day and night like a shadow, it hovers over you, without a sight.
It's a magical word, which has a magical effect on you,
You stay alive and you wonder why you do?
A dead man's life I have seen, it’s like a leech, so slow, so penetrating
Sucks out the beauty, sucks out the thrill, sucks out everything, this wonderful life has given you.
A mere physical presence is not life as it means.
I am there, but lost and tired, a moving coffin is what i have been.
Ask me what a dead man's life means.
Hopes are lost and dreams are shattered, you repent your existence
That is when you get to know, the dead man's life’s persistence.
Move back in time; look at the time ahead,
What you find, is a cloud so dark and the time with a dead end.
I walk the lonely roads, waiting to live again.
Because I have found death, time and again.
But I will rise one day from this deadly existence,
The sparkling of hope still has its pertinence.
The dazzling light of the sun gives me a remembrance
Of a beautiful ray of hope after the darkest of nights existence.
My dreams have a place outside the locked box,
They need to fly in the vastness of the Galaxy
My life has a turn towards the greener road, away from the barren land.
I need to take turn towards the green grass, huge trees and lovely flowers and sand.
I can see the bright little butterflies; I can smell the fresh beautiful flowers
I can taste the sweet ripe fruits; I can feel the beauty of creation.
And I have realized there is a more beautiful life after the deadly existence.
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