Tuesday, June 3, 2008

the first showers..

जब घुंघरुओं की बजती हैं बूँदें, अरमां हमारे पलकें न मूँदे...
and then...
महफ़िल में कैसे कह दें किसी से, दिल बंध रहा है एक अजनबी से.

How weather evokes strong memories of the yore. On the drive back home from work, the heavens opened up and the-already-drenched-me had to take a break at a road side tapri where this song played.

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