Showing posts with label songs/lyrics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label songs/lyrics. Show all posts

Saturday, January 16, 2010

sarhad paar se...

Gulzar recites...

Subah subah ik khwab ki dastak par darwaza khola, dekha
Sarhad ke us paar se kuchh mehmaan aaye hain

Aankhon se maanoos the saarey
Chehre saarey sune sunaaye
Paanv dhoye, Haath dhulaye
Aangan mein aasan lagwaaye...
Aur tannoor pe makki ke kuchh mote mote rot pakaye

Potli mein mehmaan mere
Pichhale saalon ki faslon ka gud laaye the

Aankh khuli to dekha ghar mein koi nahin tha
Haath lagakar dekha to tandoor abhi tak bujha nahin tha
Aur hothon pe meethe gud ka zaayka ab tak chipak raha tha

Khwab tha shayad!
Khwab hi hoga! !

Sarhad par kal raat, suna hai, chali thi goli
Sarhad par kal raat, suna hai
Kuchh khwaabon ka khoon hua hai

Thursday, August 20, 2009

one selfish Vishal

its the buzz, hmmm, bang, noise and what not pre and post release and how could i just mention the name and not talk about it. all talking about Kaminey... you know what Vishal Bharadwaj is?

i think he is one man the film-maker-musician-singer who is a selfish creator... like someone writing a song for himself and singing to himself, painting a canvas and adorning his own room with it, no problem if someone else hears or looks
i think he makes movies, definitely and obviously, not for commercial gain or not for all else to watch and praise him rather he does it for his own expression and self satisfaction and to check how good he is at it. exception: he is selfless only in case of children. he makes movies for children. despite knowing that the gentry doesn't accepts such movies whole-heartedly and they don't HIT!
he thinks of some idea or looks at an idea and says 'let me try creating or building something around this and let me see how it looks'. and he does that.
he is a childhood friend. he gave me to sing jungle jungle and aaya aaya chhenu waali jhunnu ka baba and agar magar dole naiyya then he kept me dancing on chappa chappa charkha chale and giving me goosebumps with chhod aaye hum wo galiyaan and omkaara and now making me scream Dhan tenaan tena nenaan.
how many have seen Blue Umbrella and pankaj kapoor in it? there are no words for the act and the script. saif as an actor will only be remembered as langda tyaagi thanks to Vishal. and yes... the great intense Maqbool and the real Makdee
he creates all this in his playtime and he enjoys it. oblivious to how the dabba-daftar (box-office) responds. doesn't matters to him if his work is given an A certificate. the makings of his movies seems like a picnic where the camera is occasionally toggled between on/off rec mode. its all fun for him!
this guy and his works are just awesome. must see all

Saturday, November 8, 2008

must have songs

if interested in Hindi music, these are must haves in ur music library:
~ Pehla nasha pehla khumaar (Jo Jeeta Wohi Sikandar)
~ Ye jo des hai tera (Swades)
~ Saanson ki zarurat hai jaise (Aashiqi)
~ Dooba dooba rehta hoon (Boondein)
...

the list will keep growing

Sunday, April 13, 2008

after a while

sure i'll call it 'after a while' only. 27th oct was last, so its around five and a half months. no i don't have time to count it to the week and then the day... a know a guy who always does that and each time i don't appreciate.

though its only a while as per me, a lot many things have happened since... just justifying the pace of happenings. blog was a new muse but i got a newer one. took the courage to buy the camera, the price of which actuated eyebrow raising in whomever hearing it and then to make this very expression even more difficult for them, spent a few grands more on its accessories. umm... one stuff is still due... ehh!
then, two of my bestest buddies got married. i still don't believe it today and neither do they themselves, even though we were all personally present at both ceremonies. i did a better job than the official photographer... sigh!
the biggest event was my younger brother's Passing Out Parade from NDA, Khadakwasla. this one thing i cant describe, sorry. my parents and he flew in an airplane for the first time and i felt proud and bad when papa said thanks to me at the arrivals. i just bought tickets for them which were even cheaper than my camera and for that papa said thanks!
more responsibilities came up in job as few colleagues left. am still in picking-up stage for those responsibilities. immediate boss is a good guy :)
will copy-paste from my latest facebook status... o yes, created a facebook account too! copy-paste: Gaurav was doing 33.6 meters in a second when he finished 10k kms with his Pulsar! lets leave this self-explanatory.
new gadget: iPod classic 80 gb. it is quiet only while charging or updating songs and from 30mins of my falling asleep to about an hour of me waking up. when i told mom i bought one she said "i thought you were already having it! how come you were doing without any songs in your pocket??!!" on orkut they should change it to 'Six things you can't live without'
so... all this while i was not idle, just that i didn't peeped in here!

Tuesday, July 3, 2007

... with a cigarette in my hand...

yesterday i was reciting the lines of 'The Tiger' when i remembered these lines i've first heard in a tv commercial of some footwear company. i then recalled another ad, rather a social message, a campaign, which was aired during the initial days on Zee tv. and i searched for those lines...

a song, vocals by Gary Lawyer, with a guy in loosened fomals and tie was remembering his first cigarette days and those that followed. a dusky dark-shadowed video with glowing cigarette smoke prominent in all scenes and these lines sung on a catchy tune in background...

It was, I remember, many years ago,
When I had failed to distinguish between a friend and a foe,
When they had invited me, holding open the pack,
When I lost to curiosity, instead of being taken aback,
When on that fateful day, for the first time,
I held a cigarette in my hand.

It was, I felt a part of being in the teens,
And what had started with a puff or two became a routine.
The smoke's illusion blinded me for as it arose,
Arose my spirits too, and I muttered to myself, "I can" because,
With a cigarette in my hand, I felt like a man.

Soon it came out in the open, for it had become a habit I could not hide,
I was helpless, for I could not help but continue,
Even when I knew, it was eating me up from inside,
I was sick... my body and my soul and I realized,
With the cigarette in my hand,
I was a dying man.

Soon I was just a lifeless form, a hollow,
People shunned me everywhere, I wished,
If only had I done something which others could follow,
But it was too late, I had taken the wrong path,
And I was ignored, because
With a cigarette in my hand,
I was a hated man.

All the time, tears filled my eyes,
For people had bid me their good byes,
I wept because my cells, my body was choking,
If only on that first day, my friends had been joking,
And then one day, the cigarette dropped from my hand,
I was a dead man.

nice lines for an awareness message.
but then, when you search "with a cigarette in my hand" (with quotes), you'll find in most of the searches people stating that with a cigarette in their hand they feel more confident, relieved, omposed, thinking, manly, and all other positive psychological individualisms in themselves!

was this the reason why the ad didn't continued for long on tv and was never heard or seen anywhere else?

Wednesday, May 30, 2007

ye akhari alvida na ho...

have always loved Strings... one of my favourites!
Duur, Anjaane, Na Jaane Kyo, Mera Bichhda Yaar, Kahaani Mohabbat Ki, Bolo Bolo (Feat Hariharan), Mitti, Dhaani, Zinda... all are masterpieces from this band. Too very soothing, melodious, well composed and simple words and tunes!

Here's their latest offering, in Shootout at Lokhandwala movie. Again a superb song without much jazz and simple words enough to rumble the souls.
A part of the lyrics...

Dhadkane khamosh hain
Kuch kehti nahi
Yeh Akhari Alvida na ho


Chahte ankhon se Behti nahi
Yeh Akhari Alvida na ho


Is dard ko dil mein
Dil mein rehne do
Jo kauf hai Ankhon se
Ankhon se kehne do


Dukh ki Nadi chup chap Behne do
Jo kehna hai tum dheere se keh do
Yeh Akhari Alvida na ho

Akhari Alvida na ho
Dhadkane khamosh hai

Kuch kehti nahi
Yeh Akhari Alvida na ho...