Shehr sunsaan hai kidher jaay'n
Khaak ho ker  kaheen bikhar jaay'n

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'Tum gehri neendoun mein jab soye soye ho,
Tou mujh mein jagtay ho kion...'

Churra lo haath tou jaanain...

Woh waadi jis jagah tum ho,
Woh mere dil k andar hai-
Tumhara ab juda hona,
Tumharay bas se bahar hai.

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Steam rolling whatever I see... Huh, despicable me.

When I get angry. I get VERY angry. It's almost maddening. And when I that way, I don't want anyone to speak to me. I want everyone to shut up. Just do anything but don't talk to me when I go off at the deep end!

It's almost as if my anger is a dark force that dwells inside me, and all hell is on the brink of breaking loose when it's unleashed. It's frightening sometimes.

When I feel this demon coming out of its slumber, I fall silent. It's a creepy silence, I tell you. I don't speak to anyone. I'm quiet as a sea before a storm. I feel as if opening my mouth would allow this dark force to escape and devour everything around me.

Anyways.

Nose piercing, what d'ya say?

*smiles*

Do you have any idea, how much fun ciphering is? It's uber awesome!! *winks*

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Take me away... farthest away. *smiles*

Pocketful of sunshine

This MP3 was found at Dilandau MP3

*winks*

Heart it!

I have only lately realised that Madhuri Dixit is/was gorgeous. Uff. Anntum! And Salman Khan. Oh-so-wonderful. I adore him.

But, I don't like you. Yes. You heard me, and you heard me right.

Marie, the biscuits.

"Subha Marie, shaam Marie, raat Marie, bas har waqt Marie Marie Marie! Tumhari body 60% water nahin, 60% Marie banchuki hogi ab tak. Kuch weeks ke baad khud be Marie ban jaogi! Colour tou Marie jaisa hai hee (...) Marie ka ticky pack (half-roll)!"

*grins*

I am bored...

Hmm, so? What's up these days?

I am liking this song very much. Mazey ka hai! *smiles*

Eik masiiha mujhko chho ker gaya...

Kaun tha... mein dhoo'ndta raha...

P.S. Finally, after quite sometime, I've come across an Indian film (A Flat) that has some really sweet soundtracks.

Itni qasmein na kha'o ghabra ker... jao hum aitebaar karte hain

Part 1

Part 2

Tell me what you want to hear...

Raat phaili hai tere surma'ee aa'nchal ki tarah...

Sighs. And then, there are songs that I'm hopelessly in love with. 

If I die young...

"Funny when your dead how people start listenin’..." 


It's been ages and yet, I cannot cease to miss you. I wish I could have turned back the wheel of time and loved you so much more, so much more. 


Did you really have to leave me, so soon? 


I wish... But what does it matter now...?

Wey mein chori chori tere naal
laa layyan akhaan wey...

I like her voice. I like the crudeness it has. No, I'm not talking about Meesha Shafi. I'm talking about Reshma. *smiles*



I wished to embed another nazm sung by her but I'm unable to do so. So, here is the link to Aksar Shab-e-tanhai mein.

Aksar shab-e-tanha'ii mein
Kuch dair pehle neend se...

Feeling a little orange-ish, are we?

Orange has been my favourite colour since ever. But, I dislike how the skyline appears to have an orange-ish  hue at night. I miss looking up at a black or a very dark blue night sky with twinkly little stars shining upon me. Hmph.

Autumn is setting in, isn't it? I felt it today. The dry wind and that particular scent that it carries along with it...

Whining feels great. Well, most of the times. Been doing that a lot lately. I've been whining continuously to Sh. since Tuesday. The whining session starts around 10 am and goes on until around 5 pm, lol. She complains about how sore her ears have got. *smiles* C'mon, she is the only one with whom I allow myself the liberty to whine. And by the way, I whine about only 'half' of my issues. (Wait till Sh. hears this! Half? Haha. She'll decide to kill herself) But, it's true. I swear, it is. Sigh. I would like if you listen to my whinings ("all"). I won't mind the ups and downs of your brow on the condition that I know I'm being heard- really carefully, that is. You can scold me all you want but, don't you dare tell me how stupid I sound. Oh, no! 

I shall resume whining again; from Monday. *grins* I am cute. Uh oh! Where did that come from? *squirms* Wherever.

*sings* Cry Cry Itnaaaa Cry karte hain kaye ko... Itnaaa dartey hain kaye koo.....?!!  



I need a slight chaan'ta too, lol. 

Khosham Me-Aayad...

"Khosham me-ayad" by Farhad Darya

"Bass ke dar aatash-e hijraan-e kas-e sokhtayee

Ashk-e jaan parwar o aah-e tu khosham me-ayad..."

Okay. Here's another song that I adore very much. It's by an Afghan singer and is in Dari dialect of Farsi. Exotic much? Yeah, I know. *smiles*

I want to learn Farsi some day, Insha'Allah. Well, because I am in love with this language for some reason. *smiles*

Roses & Randomness

Roses? Oh don't ask me! It's just like that. Thank you very much for your concern. It was unnecessary though.

*smiles* We were speaking of music, weren't we? Mhm... So, here's the thing. My taste in music is peculiar. And it is awfully diversified. It is a khichri, basically. I shall post my playlist some day and then you'll know, lol. But for now let me give you a little example, I love "Anokha Ladla" by Tina Sani and I love "Save Tonight" by Eagle Eye Cherry too. I love "Deepak Raag Hai Chahat Apni" by Shahida Parveen and I love "Ironic" by Alanis Morissette. I love listening to "Mere Sapno Ki Rani Kab Ayegi Tu" by Kishore Kumar and I love listening to umm.... You get the point, don't you? *grins* 

It appears as if I listen to too much music. Well no, that is not the case much. I listen to it when I feel like listening.

You know what, I was in an aiween (read: bad) mood when I started writing this random post. But now, I am feeling great. Randomness is awesome. Oookay. I am weird. Period.

I am tired, but at peace...

A messy consolation note from ZB.

She left me this note yesterday while I was working on an office assignment. *smiles* I left my notebook for a while and when I returned this note was sticking out its tongue at me. ZB. needs to improve her skills at Paint, lol.

I have been a little busy. The reporting deadline for this assignment is nearing and hence, the increased work load. I finally have work to do now *sighs with relief* Therefore, the listlessness has bid farewell, which is a good thing. My team mates have started accepting me. They no more treat me like an extra-terrestrial body. Phew! Thank God. *wipes the sweat off the forehead* I am tired, yes. I haven't slept properly since a few nights. My head has started hurting a bit. And I miss Blogger. *frowns* For me, the scope of internet has now been restricted to Blogger/Wordpress and a couple of sites that I visit to listen to music. Ah. Music reminds me of the fact that I have an eccentric taste in music. Eccentric in the sense that my taste doesn't match much with most of the people my age. Only a few hours ago, Z. (not the sister) awed at me for the reason that I was listening to a qawwali. Oh! By the way, which reminds me that a few days ago when we went to R.'s place, we were listening to manqabats and stuff. I found a beautiful qawwali by Khan sahib in R.'s playlist and it was marvelous, I'm telling you. I'll share it soon. Anyways, so yeah, I have a boorhay loog kind of taste. I remember last summer, when we went for the Kashmir tour. A tour-fellow, after listening to my playlist, gave me a surprised look and said to another person, "Iss ki playlist tou check karo. Aisa lagta hai jaise is mein koi purane zamaney ki rooh ghussi ho.." *grins* I can relate my taste to my elders however, it's very seldom that people my age share the same taste with me. However, this by no means implies that I don't like aaj kal ka music. In fact, I do. I do like the good ones, of course. Ab itni bhi boorhi nahin hon. *smiles*

This is abrupt but I have to go. Something inside my abdomen has suddenly started aching badly. I think it's my kidneys probably. I am hardly drinking water these days. I think I'm trying to kill myself. Uh. Whatever.

Good night.

Kuch iss ada se aaj woh...