Rehna Tu Hai Jaisa Tu

Past three months, more so since the first post made on this blog, have been a revelation of sorts. I’ve gained a deeper insight into myself. I’ve learned from my past mistakes, and while I am only human, and I’m sure I’ll make mistakes in the future, I’ll never again be anything less than honest with my own self, and attempt to change myself into something that fits the other person’s idea of who I am.

Feelings be damned, I’ve realised that it is far more important for an individual, to continue being who they are. So while the only thing constant in life is change, let the circumstances be the one that bear the brunt, not your soul.

Quite often, we change ourselves in small ways, to make ourselves more appealing to the object of our affection, of course with the intention that they will reciprocate in kind. And while change is not always a bad thing (just ask Barrack), change just for the sake of change is best avoided at all costs.

A Change that takes you far away from who you really are; A Change that turns you into something you are not, but something you think the other person wishes you were; A Change that stops you from recognizing who you really are, is never good. Few fortunate souls realise this to begin with, while most of us mortals have to learn about this the hard way.

One such song which comes to mind is – Rehna Tu Hai Jaisa Tu from the movie Delhi-6. Prasoon Joshi has penned this (and in my mind – not to mention that of my good friend Abhijit – Prasoon’s poetry combined with Rehmaan’s music almost recreates the Gulzaar-RD Burman magic of the yester-years)

The lines ‘तुझे बदलना न चाहूँ रत्ती भर भी सनम’ seem to have made home in my head these past few days. Last week has been pretty amazing. Hitherto the greatest seven days in my life. Coming closer to and getting to know a person to an extent that we both have been left wondering where the other was all this while. At the same time, accepting of the fact that what makes us what we are as a whole, is the experiences that we have had during the time that we were not with one another. These experiences have made us the two individuals that we are, complete with our flaws and perfections. And we love each other with those flaws and perfections, in their entirety.

With every passing day, I’m grateful for having a person in my life who absolutely loves me for who I am, and whom I completely and totally adore for being themselves.

“तुझे चाहूँ  जैसा है तू
मुझे तेरी बारिश मैं भीगना है घुल जाना है”
“तुझे चाहूँ जैसा है तू
मुझे तेरी लपट मैं जलना राख हो जाना है”

Love you, as you are, for I want to be soaked and rendered in the showers of your love.

Love you, as you are, for I want to be burned in your passion

Love you, Miss Whom Whom Soul mate 😉 !!!

An Update

The person referred to in the first post is no longer in my life. In many ways, the first post here was a step to acknowledging and accepting something that had been evident for a long time.

I’ll continue to bring my thoughts on Gulzaar’s poetry (and possibly extending into good poetry by other poets who, to me, invoke the familiarity of Gulzaar – viz. Prasoon Joshi), and with a certain person’s permission, will continue to leverage my emotions, thoughts and feelings to bring forth my personal insights into the poetry that makes up for some of the most wonderful songs that I have ever heard.

Tere Bina Zindagi Se Koi…

The night of 7^th July, about 38,000 ft over Celebes Sea…. : I look out the window of this Airbus A330 taking me from Sydney to Hong Kong, to be greeted with the most beautiful sight I have seen from an airplane over the 70 thousand or so miles that I’ve flown till date. Outside my window I see the wing of the said aircraft, bathed in moonlight. I crank my neck and there it sits, a full moon in all its glory – I’m trying to imagine how this aircraft would look at this moment, to someone watching it from above, bathed in glistening, soft, moon light – well, light borrowed from the sun – to be fair, but somehow, moonlight is soft, beautiful and all things sunlight is not.  It feels so surreal, so ethereal.

7^th July 2009, a full moon day. The full moon has been a constant companion on this night. All the way from Sydney, right till wheels down at Hong Kong – brings to my mind oft listened lines from a much oft listened song –  “तुम जो केह दो तो आज की रात चाँद डूबेगा नहीं, रात को रोक लो….”

Simple words, powerful poetry. A lovers attempt to manifest his feelings for his beloved. “The night will stop, the moon won’t set, just say the word” says he. For he knows, when morning comes, she’ll be gone. Their chosen path’s taking them in their varied directions. But right here, right now, he doesn’t want the night to be over, he doesn’t want the moon to set,

7^th July – a special person’s birthday. A person, who came into my life in a rather serendipitous manner, and probably changed it to an extent I find unfathomable. A person whom I’ve distanced due to my own impulsive nature. A person so dear to me, that at times it scares me to think that this person isn’t even related to me and is yet so close. A person so dear to me that every day, I wish they were with me.

I look out the window, the wing bathed in moon light…… I do not want the night to end….

Gulzaar Translated!!!

Two friends attempt to share their love for good poetry, their own understanding of that poetry, more often than not, entwined with events from their lives. We’ll try to make it an interesting journey. Enjoy!!!