Zindagi Na Mile Doobaara

Just back from watching "Zidagi Na Mile Doobaara" with friends, and these verses by Javed Akhtar are beautifully penned:

Jab jab dard ka baadal chaya,
Jab ghum ka saya lehraya,
Jab aansoo palkon tak aya,
Jab yeh tanha dil ghabraya,
Humne dil ko yeh samjhaya,

...Dil aakhir tu kyun rota hai,
Duniya mein yunhi hota hai,

Yeh jo gehre sannate hain,
Waqt ne sabko hi baante hain,
Thoda ghum hai sabka qissa,
Thodi dhoop hai sabka hissa,
Aankh teri bekaar hi nam hai,
Har pal ek naya mausam hai,
Kyun tu aise pal khota hai,
Dil aakhir tu kyun rota hai

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I'll try to do a cheap copy of them to English here:

Whenever clouds of anguish filled the sky,
Whenever bouts of sadness fluttered by,
Whenever tears welled up in my eye,
Whenever did my lonely heart sigh,
I sang to it, this lullaby:

Dear heart, why do you cry?
This is how the world is, aye.

The unbearable silence you feel,
Time, to all, does fairly deal,
Each is, with periods of gloom served,
Each has, portions of sunshine reserved,
So, wipe off the tears, for they are undeserved,
Every moment is a breath of fresh air,
Why then, do you waste time that is rare,
Dear heart, why do you, so badly fare?

Grant me, O Lord

O Lord, grant me,
The will to do what is right,
The wisdom to not, other's slight,
The courage to put my neck on the line,
The conviction to believe it'll all be fine.

Transience

A life so fleeting,
Temporary and brief,
From the cut umbilical,
To embalmed feet.

The sound of silence

The faculties of the mind,

Be too inadequate to comprehend,

Tunes that the heart beats out,

While lips remain silent.

A life not so certain

(Photo by Tony)

If we knew how our fate would unfold,
If we knew what does the future hold,
Would everything still remain the same?
Would we risk being singed by the flame?

Tying up loose ends

As if it were that feeling of relief,
At the dying down of the nagging voice within,
The contentment at having completed a book,
Than placing a bookmark, that strikes the eye,
When opening other ones that rest nearby,
The serenity of having tied up loose ends.

Living in the moment

While all this may seem preachy, this is primarily written as a note to self. So please bear :).

Sometimes it would appear that the entire world is conspiring against you when, in fact, it is just one's mind playing the odd trick; for, such times of suffering/solitude/[insert the sad feeling you've experienced most recently here] have the capacity to contort the mind of (wo)men - to turn them to thoughts completely contrived.

While such times can be testing, remember that what doesn't kill only makes one stronger. Perhaps all this is just a lesson - a rite of passage - to adulthood. Perhaps there will come a time when one will look back at all of this with a smile on the face.

Till such a time comes, we are better served by focusing on the present - living the moment. Things that have happened in the past (especially not-so-pleasant occurrences) are best forgotten as a general rule. This rule acquires greater significance in testing times, when, if not heeded to, often leads to people getting stuck in a rut; a maelstrom of never-ending melancholy. Living in the moment, experiencing whatever life throws at you, embracing whatever life presents you with, is the way out of the quagmire of testing times methinks.