K L Saigal

it was crazy. she drove me to it.

Day: Monday
Date: 9th Oct, 2006

a usual day at work. rather, a usual monday at work.

correction: it was not a usual monday. it was an exceptional monday, with a "dinner with firangi clients"!

i had bought the ticket in advance, expecting to play it by the hour. and then there was the act, playing hooky from work, absconding from dinner, rather exceptional!

am glad i did.

"Arrey in FM walon ko toh ... "

a familiar voice, the "Mualana" reincarnated. and then i lost track.

bottle caps and the senex

inertia of another kind. it fires up the mind, numbs the body. ideas rush, and thank goodness for that. the past does offer some solace, it has a few moments stocked away neatly, moments of crazy action. thinking makes me smile.

some write. some perform. but boundaries are violated. violations are welcomed.

... and then there is this new found diversion. boy, does she, or does she? some tantrums, some mood swings, some attitude. but all in all she gives me a reason to look forward to mondays!

fairly unfair fares

its all over.
the mind is churning away silently.
cookies and more cookies.

they never taught me how to plan a holiday. boss is loosing it, says take holidays, i have no problems! airlines keep messing with the fares, cheap tricks, expensive, not fair!

twadi inayat

oh da rab nain rus da, rab di saun

jin-e yaar manao ne da jach hovey

.

oh nu lod kiv-en de palitiyan di

na hi namiyan namazan da kamiyede

.

nachna vi ibaadat ban jaanda

jad nacchan-e da jinu jach hovey

tere ishq ne nachaya, karke thayya thayya
tere ishq ne nachaya, karke thayya thayya

tere ishq ne dera, mere mann which keeta
tere ishq ne dera, mere mann which keeta

- bullah shah

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its been quite a while since i saw madeeha gauhar's production 'Bullah'. it was staged in the tagore theatre, chandigarh. several years put together havent managed to erase an iota of my memory. since then i have had several 'bullah' experiences, like drinking black rum and listening to abida render some of his couplets, or that unknown tape with that 'tribal' nuanced music which accompanied many a post lunch/dinner cigarettes, and the 'rabbi version' which the lover gave as a parting gift quite at the start! today was an all 'bullah' day, thanks again to the lover, who got annoyed enough to pack a cd in my bags. the lover leads the bullah experiences. quite fitting.

.

main tan bus inna hi kehna chahnda han

ki

twadi inayat sannu badi hi soni lagi

te

twadi ehio adda hi kidrey hor naeen labbi

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