Friday, October 21, 2011

My infinite playlist

The new ones
Youtube playlist:
  1. Kehne ko jashne bahaara hai
    • Jodha Akbar - Hritik Roshan(a), Javed Akhtar(l), A. R. Rehman(m), Javed Ali (s)
  2. Nahi Saamne
    • Taal - Akshay Khanna(a), A. R. Rehman(m), Hariharan (s), Anand Bakshi(l)
  3. Maula mere Maula
    • Anwar - Nauheed (a), Roop Kumar Rathod (s), Mithoon(m)
  4. Tere bina
    • Guru - Abhi-Ahs(a), A. R. Rehman(m,s), Gulzar(l)
  5. Bol na halke
    • Jhoom Barabar Jhoom - Abhishek, Preity (a), Mahalakshmi, Rahat Fateh Ali Khan (s), Gulzar(l), Shankar Ehsaan Loy (m)
  6. Aaj din chadhiya
    • Love Aaj Kal - Saif, Deepika (a), Rahat Fateh Ali Khan(s), Irshad Kamil(l), Pritam(m)
  7. Kabhi Kabhi Aditi
    • Jaane tu ya Jaane na - Imran, Genelia (a), Abbas Tyrewal(l), A. R. Rehman(m), Rashid Ali(s)
  8. Salaam e Ishq
    • Salaam e ishq - Salman (a),  Shankar Ehsaan Loy (m), Sonu, Shreya, Shankar, Kunal, Sadhana, Jasbinder N(s), Sameer (l)
  9. Tere Mast Mast Do nain
    • Dabang - Salman(a), Rahat Fateh Ali Khan (s), Sajid Wajid(m), Faiz Anwar(l)




http://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLA77B131C90507E97

Sunday, June 5, 2011

सौमित्र - बघ माझी आठवण येते का


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मुसळधार  पाउस  खिडकीत  उभी  राहून  पहा
बघ  माझी आठवण  येते का


हात  लांबव,  तळ हातावर  झेल  पावसाचं पाणी
इवलसं तळ पिऊन  टाक  बघ...  बघ  माझी आठवण  येते का


वाऱ्यानं  उडणारे  पावसाचे  थेंब चेहऱ्यावर  घे
डोळे  मिटून  घे,  तल्लीन  हो 
नाहीच  जाणवलं  काही,  तर  बाहेर  पड
समुद्रावर  ये
तो  उधाणलेला  असेलच
पाण्यात  पाय  बुडवून  उभी  राहा
वाळू  सरकेल  पाया  खालून
बघ  माझी आठवण  येते का


मग  चालू  लाग
पावसाच्या  अगणित  सुया  टोचून  घे
चालत  रहा  पाउस  थांबे  पर्यंत
तो  थांबणार  नाहीच
शेवटी  घरी  ये
साडी  बदलू  नकोस
केस  पुसू  नकोस
पुन्हा  त्याच  खिडकीत  ये
आता  नवऱ्याची  वाट  बघ
बघ  माझी आठवण  येते का


दारावर  बेल  वाजेल
दार  उघड
नवरा  असेल
त्याच्या  हातातील  बाग घे
तो  रेन कोट   स्वत:च   काढेल
तो  तुला विचारील तुझ्या  भिजण्याच   कारण
तू  म्हण  " घर  गळतय"
मग  चहा  कर
तुही  घे
तो  उठून  पंकज  उदास लावील
तू  तो  बंद  कर
किशोरीचा  " सहेलारे " लाव
बघ  माझी आठवण  येते का


मग  रात्र  होईल
तो  तुला  कुशीत  घेईल
तो  म्हणेल  " तू  मला  आवडतेस "
पण  तू  हि  तसच  म्हण
विजांचा  कडकडाट  होईल
ढगांचा  गडगडाट  होईल
तो  त्या  कुशीवर  वळेल
त्याच्या  पाठमोऱ्या  शरीरा  कडे  बघ
बघ  माझी आठवण  येते का


त्या  नंतर  सताड  डोळ्यांनी  छप्पर  बघायला  विसरू  नकोस
या  नंतर  बाहेरचा  पाउस  नुसता  ऐकण्याचा  प्रयत्न  कर
या  नंतर  उशी  खाली  सुरी  घे,  झोपी  जाण्याचा  प्रयत्न  कर
येत्या  पावसाळ्यात  एक  दिवस  तरी  बघ.. बघ  माझी  आठवण  येते  का .
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Friday, May 20, 2011

खड्डे मार्ग

खड्ड्यात पाय पडतो
तेव्हा तोल ज़रा ढलतो
ह्रदय थोड़े खचते
आणि डोक ज़रा चढत

खड्ड्यानचिये वाटे
भानगदिचे साथे
वाकडा होउनिया कितीदा
पाय मोड़े

पुन्हा पुन्हा निराशा
ही खाद्द्यान्चिये भाषा
खड्डे म्हणजे वाक्यात्ल्या
रिक्त जागा

खड्डे ओलाखावे
जागा भराव्या

Saturday, April 2, 2011

अप्रैल २ २०११

April 2, 2011.
A day India would never forget.
A day I would never forget.
The Indian Cricket team won the 10th Cricket World cup.
70% of World populace may have no idea what Cricket means. No I am not referring here to any kind of insect.

Cricket is a second religion to the Hindu's , Muslim's , Christian's and many others in my country. For many its even their first.
Their religion may have 33 crore Gods or 3 Gods or just one but their Cricket has its own Gods.
There is the God Almighty - Sachin Tendulkar - the embodiment of virtue and ability. There is the God of offside - Saurav Ganguly - a volcano of finesse and flamboyance. A God of resilience - Rahul Dravid, a God of chill - Mahendra Singh Dhoni.
The pantheon and more has Gambhirs, Yuvrajs and Zaheers as the demigods.

India loves its cricket. It plays its cricket, but more so talks, walks, acts cricket and more. The NYSE INDEX may not so much as shiver if USA were to finish second in Olympics, but the BSE crashes with the Indian cricket team. Schools, Government offices and all trades and commerce grind to a halt on that Summer afternoon when Sachin is creaming the Aussies in Wankhede or Saurav is punishing the Pakis at Eden Gardens. Crackers dont go off in India only during Diwali or any other festivities but also every time India wins Cricket tournaments. American President Barack Obama recently observed that his nation's productivity goes down by 30% every time Sachin bats. He is correct. But what might also be true is that India flourishes on the day following Indian cricket's each and every triumph. Every Indian in every corner of this world is inspired (probably even gets 'high') after seeing his team win.

For years Indian Cricket was ordinary. There were class acts but team performances could not reach any measurable heights. Then Kapil Dev and Sunil Gavaskar brought an identity to Indian cricket. Sachin's early career got modeled into a "One-man show" time and again. But in the last few years "Team India" has been a real and vibrant entity. This world cup win was more so a team effort. Different players making there presence felt at different points in the tournament. They kept saying it was for one man - one God - Sachin. But they have ended up doing it for 1.2 billion Indians who believe that their Cricket team is "awesome" and know that their Cricket team can be "pathetic" at times and also know that their entire nation is definitely coming of age.

What does this win mean to India or every Indian? I may not know that, but I know this much that as I saw that man, my God - Sachin - hold that World cup - I felt that extremely positive energy gush through me. That says to me that perseverence is good. Good deeds pay. Success is wonderful, good enough to strive hard, to bear pain, to endure, to sustain, to aim, to believe!

Thanks Team India, Thanks Indian Cricket Gods, Thanks Cricket.
'What a game, keeps messing up my life, and in the end there is only one question - "Whats the score?"'

Cheers!

Sunday, January 2, 2011

लागेल जन्मावे पुन्हा

माझी न घाई काहीही,
जाणून आहे अंतरी .
लागेल जन्मावे पुन्हा,
नेण्या तुला माझ्या घरी .

तू झुंजू-मुंजू हासशी,
जाई जुइचे बोलशी.
मी वेंधळा मग सांडतो,
थोड़ा चहा बाहिवरी.

तू बोलता साधे सुधे,
सुचवून जाशी केवढे.
मी बोलतो वाचाळ सा,
अन पंडीती काहीतरी.

होशी फुलासह फूल तू,
अन चांदण्या सह चांदणे.
ते पाहणे, इतकेच मी,
बघ मानले माझ्या करी.

म्हणतेस तू मज आवडे 
हा रांगडा सीधेपणा.
विश्वास मी ठेवू कसा?
ह्या हुन्नरी शब्दावरी.

लिहिती बटा भालावरी
 उर्दू लिपीतील अक्षरे.
हा जन्म माझा संपला
ती वाचताना शायरी

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