Sometimes a few thoughts , a few incidents and/or observations which trigger a blogpost but sometimes I stumble upon a piece of poetry , which triggers a multitude of thoughts . Today's short post is about this this track . A precious piece, Every word is crafted with precision .
Chal, chal ve tu bandeya uss galiye, Jahan koi kisi ko na jaane .......
Kya rehna wahan par sun bandeya, Jahan apne hi na pehchaane ........
Reh gaye hain jo tujhme, Mere lamhe lauta de .......
Meri ankhon mein aake , Mujhe thoda rula de ........
Khwaab jo hue hain khandar , Khwab hi nahi thhe, Ik neend thi neem si.......
Kho diya hai tune jisko, Tera hi nahi tha, Ik haar thi jeet si.......
Kitna rulayega ye toh bata, Rabba ve tujhe hai tere rab da waasta.......
Chal, chal ve tu bandeya uss galiye, Jahaan koi kisi ko na jaane ........
Kya rehna wahaan par sun bandeya, Jahaan apne hi na pehchaane........
I have a collection of some 300 plus tracks that I have collected over last 32 years , this one , lands straightaway in Top 10 .
Today's blog is about three topics ;
As of Today : At the airport lounge, I was waiting for my tea bag to brew , when I heard someone calling my name . Behind me was a couple , smiling . They reminded me that I had interviewed both of them during a walk in hiring campaign somewhere in 2003 . Both tried to remind me on how I had interviewed them , shared my insights on the role and a career ahead , soon after their joining , they started to date and eventually married . Truth be told , I remembered nothing of it , i didn't recollect their faces or even the things they claimed I had said or done . One of the things , they said that I was just the same, the way I came across or discussed things. This wasn't true but the short catch up ended soon. I started to think if Time is really a marker , like I said in my previous post , Calendars are like 3500 years old , clocks are 300 years old and we always selectively look at the past , mankind has a strange ability to be selective in a ruthlessly selfish way to make a positive or negative memory . I don't think 2003 was all that a great time . Was it same as 2019 , may be or may be not . We go get trapped by all this time marking concept . All the folks who fondly remember teenage were not cognizant of all what lied ahead . Next year , when you get new year wishes from 400 odd folks on your whatsapp, make a note not all of them will see another year to wish you or even I may not survive . Is Death a function of time ? Can we think without the whole time frame lens . There was this whatsapp forward that made sense . Obama retired at 55, Trump started at 70. Sydney is 3 hours ahead of Perth, but that doesn't make Perth slow. Someone graduated at the age of 22, but waited 5 years before securing a good job. Someone became a CEO at 25 and died at 50. While another became a CEO at 50 and lived to 90 years. Someone got married same year as you did and is now divorced or widowed , while some others who passed out school with you are dead . No one is better off or worse . People around you might seem to be ahead of you and some might seem to be behind you but everyone is running their own race, in their own time. Everyone in this world is a function of a trap called clock and calendar. Fact is we all have a ticking time bomb , between now and the last breath. Till then there is life , it's a new day , make breath counts . Remember, 1600 kms west of Bangalore is an island in Andaman which still has the Sentinelese tribe , living in stone age , unexposed to clocks , depression, career issues and all the problems we face . Irony could be that they are happier than us.
Check out time : Have you noticed that when we have to check out from a hotel , our mind gets in "check out mode " . We pack all we brought , we check the bathrooms, drawers , wardrobe , plug points and pack everything we came with . When the announcement is made that the flight will land soon , our mental mode changes , we start to wrap , headphones , tie shoes and start to look forward to something . We are wired to embrace change . Do we prepare for death , spirituality is nothing but preparation of death . It's like getting ready to land , what took off must land , the fuel in the aircraft called life is always limited . Death is remembrance of everything this universe stand for . We are biodegradable . If you have done everything bodily (food , appearances , things ) and egoful (fame popularity , social acceptance ) death will be painful . Else it is a reality of all realities , the invincible source . The Key purpose of spirituality is to prepare for death.
मौत अंजाम-ए-ज़िंदगी है मगर, लोग मरते हैं ज़िंदगी के लिए......
पाबंदी-ए-रस्म से क्यों डरना , मिली है चाँद सांसें ही अपने लिए ......
Now today's song ...
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