Sunday ka Funda

I wish cheeks were also waterproof. Maybe eyes too? This ad for Bandaid says it all, and yet as I see the tears skirt the wound-covering, I cannot help but think about how they act as a dam to any signs of weeping, even sorrow. It is as though the tears are just taking a turn into another lane...

Life is like that.

Sunday ka Funda

Gulzar to receive the Dadasaheb Phalke award seems like a redundancy. The accolade will not change a thing, but it does draw attention to the fact that this poet-lyricist-scriptwriter-director is one of the more subtle minds to embellish the Indian film industry.

I have often uploaded his songs, and gone into sometimes long explanations. Of Tere bina zindagi se shikwa tau nahin.... Of Mera kuchch samaan padaa hai aapke paas

This time, let us just listen. This is not one of my favourite ones, but it captures a certain mood. A tribute to tears?

Fill the eyes
Empty sleep...

Pani pani re khaare paani re
Pani pani re khaare paani re
Nainon mein bhar jaaye
Neendein khaali kar jaaye