dilli ki sardi 🤝 mehdi hassan ki ghazalein

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dilli ki sardi 🤝 mehdi hassan ki ghazalein
chaand kisi ka ho nahin sakta chaand kisi ka hota hai ?
chaand ki khaatir zid nahin karte aey mere achhe 'insha' chaand
Ibn-e-Insha [nazm: us aangan ka chaand]
Eid Mubarak 🦋🌙
in english we say, "i wish i could go back to when we were strangers", but in poetry we say,
उस मोड़ से शुरू करें फिर ये ज़िंदगी
हर शय जहाँ हसीन थी, हम-तुम थे अजनबी...
Tum Baadshah-e-Husn ho
Husn-e-Jahan ho
Me 🤝 Ghazals
The fact that 'Hum Dekhenge' (by Faiz Ahmed Faiz) was banned in both, India as well as Pakistan speaks volumes about the greatness of the shayari and the shayar.
What is even more awe-inspiring is that during such tumultous times, only a woman, the Mallika-e-Ghazal, Iqbal Bano had the audacity to not only keep singing the anthem of resistance, revolt and revolution, but also record it for generations to come.
That, right there, is what true, true power looks like.
The very line, "aur raaj karegi kahlq-ek-Khuda, jo mai bhi hoon aur tum bhi ho" depicts exactly what a democracy stands for- equality, the execution of the fact that all of us are equals. That we, the people, are the government; and that the government is of the people, by the people and most importantly, for the people.
ghazal and old songs are just trending now... there was a time when my friends used to make fun of me for liking noor jehan and mehdi hassan
Let's talk about the love that I feel when I listen to old bollywood songs describing the purity of love, the love that we can see in their eyes, the love that they share in holding hands gently, the love that is there in the secret glances, the love that is there in sharing earphones, the love that is there in slipping the handwritten love letters in the book that you borrowed, the love that is reading books in the library, the love that is in pressing the flowers that someone gave you in your favourite book, the live where you watch the sunsets and moon in slience together, the love which was pure, the love which was above all. And today when I look at what this generation has made out of love just scares me to think that will we ever be able enough to share love like this ?