Chance encounters with oneself are a good experience. Good experience in living and realizing about so many things that surrond us, but we barely pay any attention and just let them slip.
Tonight would also have been no different, except for the fact that in the dead of the night I realized that I had skipped a proper dinner while on the way back to the PG accomodation in which I shifted last friday early morning. Actually on the way back from college had hogged on some snacks and after reaching home was too tired to again go out to eat. So after completing my marketing assignment and sulking about life in general, realized that in am DAMN HUNGRY and have no way out of this situation.
So as a survival strategy, first started with consoling myself....... “music is a wonderful healing medium” was the adage that I put to test. Reminded me of the 15 odd gazals that I had downloaded in my last Eco lecture. And the first one that played on the radomized playlist was my dear old favourite “Jhuki jhuki si nazar”.
Usually gazals are either about greif and sorrow or based on the deeply romantic themes. Two ends of the continum of emotions displayed in a relationship. I have gradually come to realize that there so many shades of life which also there to be experienced and lived that even a life is short span. But rarely are the intermediate subtle shades explored as beautifully as -
Jhuki jhuki si nazar, bekarar hai ki nahi... daba daba sa sahi dil mein pyar hai ki nahi
Tu apne dil ki jawa dhadkano ko gin ke bata... meri tarah tera dil beqarar hai ki nahi..... daba daba sa sahi......
Wo pal ki jisme mohabbat jawan hote hai... us ek pal ka tujhe intezaar hai ki nahi... daba daba sa sahi.....
Teri ummed mein thukra raha hu duniya ko.... tujhe apne pe aaitbaar hai ki nahi.... daba daba as sahi.......
Well the temp diversion certainley helped. I am starting with reading a soft copy of “One Minute Manager” which was pending in my list of to-read for a long time.
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