Living Diagonally In My Parallel World!

Kaarwaa Gujar Gaya Ghubaar Dekhte Rahein This song is about disappointments and hopelessness. Sung by Mohammed Rafi from Nai Umar Ki Nai Fasal (1966) penned by Gopaldas Saxena (Neeraj) and set to tune by Roshan , sums up the story of the film of how a lot could have been accomplished, but…. India as a nation was then still in its teens and the populace aspired for progress. The story starts with a bright student with stars in his eyes seeing immense potential for improvement of the new India. He leaves college and joins politics but is used by politicians for their own petty gains. By the time he realizes this, its too late. This song also reminds me of another great composition in Marathi Ushakaal Hota Hota from Sinhasan (1979) The film bombed at the box office. The movie was against the aspirations of the nation. People did not want any negativity about India. They believed in the political system and the rulers. The कारवाँ (caravan) in the poem is a metaphor for youth and

पराधीन आहे जगतीं पुत्र मानवाचा People generally look at Ramayan from a religious point of view. I view Ramayan from a different perspective. Its about human tragedies of epic proportions. Its about the hardships a mature human endures.  This song is Ram's way of consoling and counselling his step brother who is angry at the craftiness of his own mother. He seeks forgivenes and asks Ram to return to Ayodhya and and not proceed to 14 years of exile. Every stanza of this long ten stanza song, brings forth a different truth (some may call it philosophy) of life. Like the first says "None to be blamed, all happens as a result of our past deeds and misdeeds". Yet another stanza says birth and death are those realities of life that no one can avoid. The next says "Death is the eternal truth ... all logic stops its door step". Its about a rightful heir to the throne having to leave the kingdom and make way for his youngest step brother to be the king. This is a force

Avanti I have been a successful war correspondent. It’s difficult to be a woman and yet maintain your professional dignity in what is primarily an occupation dominated by men. Eight years ago, in my mid-forties, I had successfully made use of my contacts to become a free lance journalist and specialized in interviewing celebrities … or let’s say “achievers in today’s world”. Due to my profession, I had to be away from my husband Avi frequently. He hated it each time I packed for a trip. He had taken early retirement and was happy spending time with a charity. He wanted me to take it easy and shun all travel. I know he meant well and that we needed to spend more time together, but I chose to continue with the path that I had chosen. The children had grown up, I was still getting recognition in the media, so I found no reason to convince myself to “settle down”. Our disagreements had taken me to that point where our wedlock was hanging by a single strand of worn-out affection. Off la