Songs to Remember - VIII

A blog is a very interesting place - some people come here to prove their writing skills, still others come here because they consider their life very important - so important that the world should know what's happening in their world, some come here to share a pain, a cry, a tear with an entity that would not be judgmental at any point but would silently listen to the words and the pain and then there are still others who come here to talk about some events, some things, some incidents that make life different

Why do I come here? I do not know - but if I had to think and get philosophical, I would say I come here to live - to prove to myself that I exist and that there is something within me that still remembers myself as I was and can still love me benevolently despite what I have become - strange, isn't it? But then so is life.....

I am in a very philosophical mood today - the kind of mood that comes from being able to both understand life and still being unafraid of it.... something like what I remember in a Quawalli that had an interesting line. It goes something like this....

Aaj Tak Ye Dekha Hai Paanewaala Khota Hai
Zindagi Ko Jo Samjha, Zindagi Pe Rota Hai

So true .. So simple... So Cruel..... and yet, so much like Life!

Man tries his best to keep pace with these learnings, these differences of perceptions, views and opinions, for the sake of his own self and for those he loves, he even tries to reason out all pains and all agonies, tries to 'move on' and at times also tries to be reasonable and logical with one's feelings. But at the end, all that one finds is that for all the loud egotistical and individualistic pomous statements of being a Man, he's still so very helpless when it comes to his emotions....

And then suddenly the tears flow, for varied reasons, varied pains and varied emotions - and the heart tries to relate how and why this feeling of loneliness is becoming so difficult to handle - the heart gasps and tries to make sense of the pains of the soul but then it fails and a philosophical feeling of love and loss is reflected on the man and his feelings....

Kabhi Khud Pe, Kabhi Haalaat Pe Rona Aaya
Baat Nikli To Har Ek Baat Pe Rona Aaya

How true - I have felt it so I can say - how true it is .... Man sometimes is forced to tears due to his own limitations and sometimes due to the limitations of his circumstances that do not allow him any leeway - and then in those conditions, each and every incident is painful and each and every word a reason for grief... Who has not felt that day of pain when nothing but pain follows you and every thought of your heart is accentuated with the feelings of a pain that is too deep to be rationalized but one that can be seen in every incident

Hum To Samjhe Thhey Ke Hum Bhool Gaye Hain Unko
Kya Hua Aaj Ye Kis Baat Pe Rona Aaya

The memories of a love destroyed or forgetten, the memories of a love that you have often told yourself that it does not exist but which occupies a deep recess of your life, a love that you think has moved on but has only tighened it's grip on you - that love is not easy to forget and on days when everything is calm and silent often the memories of that one person, that one face, that one entity comes up suddenly, without warning and all you can do is to be frustrated at the self and keep wondering how could a face that was buried, a dream that had been strangled got the power to come back and hurt you......

A question that often is answered only in tears and which has no reason.....

Kis Liye Jeete Hain Hum? Kis Ke Liye Jeete Hain?
Baarha Aise Sawaalat Pe Rona Aaya

And then comes the deep question that is the staple of every life on earth... who do I live for? what do I live for? What is the reason for my existence? what is the cause of my resistance? Why do I not embrace death and let it all be over with? Why am I so much in love with my life?

Man tries his best to answer these questions that have no answers and the final answer to this question is again nothing but tears - tears that break down when you learn that you are lonely in this world and that your loneliness will never go away - that this is question that will haunt you forever and that you will always grimace in pain but will never be able to handle the question....

And then the realization dawns....

Kaun Rota Hai Kisi Aur Ki Khaatir Ai Dost,
Sabko Apni Hi Kisi Baat Pe Rona Aaya!

No one in this world cries for what you feel, for the pain that someone's words tear in your heart, for the frustrations that are your gifts from the words of someone you love - all they cry for is the pain that this gives to their heart and you, my dear friend, are always lonely.. like a face in the mirror - it always will be alone, whether you watch it in a single mirror or in the smashed and broken effegies of what used to be a mirror

I love this song a lot .... simple lyrics by the great Sahir, simple and uncomplicated tune by the underrated Jaidev and a soulful rendition of the song by that God of singing, that personification of the art of singing, that Singer par excellence, that Voice of God - Mohammed Rafi; and the brilliant performance by Dev Anand make this song a very important part of my consciousness.

Listen to this song, the philosophy of the song is not only worth living by..... it's also worth dying for....