Published 2 months, 3 weeks ago
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Published 2 months, 3 weeks ago
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The Wait
People are already in a holiday mood. It’s 4:30 am and they are waiting for their flights with a couple of pints of lager already in them and a pint in front of them. Their destination - Ibiza or Amsterdam or Vienna, and it wouldn’t surprise me if they needed help getting on the plane or off it. I, on the other hand, am drinking strong coffee to stay awake and going through a project document that I need to give feedback on when I reach my destination some 9 hours (of flight) away. Nonetheless, I’m also thinking about enjoying a cold beer with some local meat (sorry veggies!) when I get there at night before crashing. The early-morning news on the ITV is reporting Labour’s defeat in the local elections and the likelihood of Ken Livingstone’s defeat in London Mayoral election (and as I write these lines, he has lost to Boris Johnson).
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After spending a couple of hours half finishing a couple of drafts, and not being able to complete either, I’ve gone back to my last resort - typing the ghazal while I listened to it, and here it is. At least my blog will show up as “recently updated” in your newsfeed readers. Sorry to disappoint if you were hoping for a long rant (which I’m not sure anyone would). Here is the Ghazal - again by Jagjit from the album Marasim (Gulzar’s lyrics).
वो खत के पुर्जे उडा रहा था
वो खत के पुर्जे उडा रहा था
हवाओं का रूप दिखा रहा था
कुछ और भी हो गया नुमाया
मैं अपना लिखा मिटा रहा था
उसी का इमान बदल गया हे
कभी जो मेरा खुदा रहा था
वो एक दिन एक अजनबी को
मेरी कहानी सुना रहा था
वो उम्र कम कर रहा था मेरी
मैं साल अपने बढा रहा था
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goesflies by: r u lost somewhere in the jungles of africa!!!!! no… (22 Jul 2008 - 13:41)