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Tuesday, May 30, 2006


Beautiful lines in the song, Mere haath main tera haath ho, from the film Fanaa.

Rone de aaj humko tu aankhen sujaane de
Baahon mein le le aur khud ko bheeg jaane de

Let me cry today, you let my eyes glisten
Take me in your arms and soak in my longing#

Hain jo seene mein qaid dariya woh chhoot jaayega
Hain itna dard ke tera daaman bheeg jaayega

Let the ocean (of love, longing, and desire) imprisoned in my heart free itself
There's so much pain that it will drench your dress* (your soul)

# khud ko bheeg jaane de - literally means 'you get yourself drenched', figuratively it means 'feel my longing/desire'.

* daaman bheeg jaayega - daaman literally means the end of a 'saree', figuratively (here) it means the pain of my heart, that appears as my love and longing, which seeks to reach your soul

Of course, different interpretations are possible, but this is what I felt.

This is the week of pre-monsoon showers. It is drizzling since midnight. A cool breeze is blowing. Wow, I like the wind on my face; whether it is hanging out a train, standing on the terrace, or looking out the window, ahh...the breeze is getting stronger. Pre-monsoon showers have started. It's raining, the wind is blowing, the music is on, and I don't wanna sleep at 2:20am. But I have got to go now, there's a power cut. Everything can't be perfect.