tu mila hai to ye eh saas hua hai mujh ko, ye meri umrr, Mohobbat ke liye thodi hai,
ek zarasa ghame daura ka bhi haqh hai jispe, maine wo saaans bhi tere liye rakh chhodi hai...
pyaar ka bann ke nigehbaan tujhe chaahunga,
Main to Marr kar bhi meri jaan tujhe chaahunga.
i will not translate these lines... not today. not to a world without him. i heard it in the news. i didn't even finch. reacted as if i wasn't bothered... So what if Mehndi Hassan was no more?
the world will go on! within the next decade we will graduate from words like ghaaghra to saying chut, from choli to nipplebai or something more loathe some, they wont stop. not for a second! young girls will be fooled into loosing their virginities in the name of love, stupid men will loose their souls and dignity to whores.
no one will stop.
why should some one?
for what?
who was mehndi???
why would we stop because of him???
i kept lying on...
fooling my self away from this pain that is tearing my love to shreds.
and then prashant messaged me.
then it happened. the flood. it is in my face . The truth. The magnitude of what all i lost today.
"bhan sahab aap to baadshah hain, aap ka to bada dil hai, bas ek din ke liye de dijiye, mai kasam se kal hi tape kar ke lautadunga!"
This is my earliest memmory of mehndi. the bhan sahab being reffered to was my father in his prime. and the man asking him for the favour was a very old friend/ rummi/ drinking partner of my father.
The wealth being begged to be borrowed was a taped grey coloured plastic cassette of Mehndi Hassan.
of that cassette i remember sticking a pencil in and twirling the cassette round and round until the tape that would have come out of its place because of getting stuck in the head, would be back.
Ranjish hi sahi is the song of my early child hood. a time when papa mumma would play rummy with papa's friends. "haan bhai aapke kitne point hue? aur mumma kehti" kya raja aap cheating karte ho hisaab mein."
Ranjish hi sahi.
oh how this song was mine as much as it was mehndi's... he might have belted it to weeping moved audiences... i whispered it in the ears on lovers leaving.
He saw irony in it maybe, i saw a song strumming my pain with each word.
Really, how different is mehndi from me? he sang his songs for love. i sang them in and for love.
people say he got carried away, drank too much... maybe that was their mehndi hassan sahab.
but my mehndi, wo to ruth gaye the, sab se bhi aur apne aap se bhi. kyoun? kyoun ki wo mohabbat se muh nahi mod paaye. nafrat saamne fann faylaye khadi thi, par unko mohabbat se mohabbat thi.
jab bhi wo mohabbat aayi, jagaata hua jaadu laayi...
aisa lagta hai jaise kisi ne mujhme se koi cheez noch li.
jaise ye ek sign hai, ki ab pyaar nahi raha... mohabbat nahi rahi.
like the is no more the time when people love.
i do not know what i am babbling right now. because i am still grappling with the effort to understand how much of me mehndi took with him...
i do not know ki duniya ke ke liye Mehndi Hassan ke kya maayine the...
mere liye mehndi hassan mohabbat ke hone ka subut the....
jab dil kehta that ki sach mein kaash wo chod ke jaane ke liye laut aaye, to mehndi ka meri zindagi mein hona, mere paagalpan ya bevafoofi ko ibaadat bana deta tha.
apne jazbaat mein nagmaat rachane ke liye, maine dhadkan ki tarah dil mein basaya hai tujhe!
Mai tasavvur bhi judai ka bhala kaise karun? Maine kismat ki laqeeron se churaya hai tujhe!
kailash ne kaha hai ek gaane mein, ki daulat jaaye to jaaye koi pyaar bina rota bhi nahi...
mera aur mohabbat ka rishta jayaz banane wale the mehndi.
Mehndi ki lali ne mere zahn ko aisi laali mein ranga ki aaj bhi agar mohabbat aisi nahi ho jaisi mere mehndi ke geeton mein hai, to wo mohabbat nahi!
agar mohabbat ho to dil sach mein kahe , geet mai aisa gaaun, tum hi suno. aur mai gaata jaaun
aur agar wo rahe paas mere, duniya ko thukraungi
aaj bhi mere liye mohabbat wahi mohabbat hai ki tujh ko chu lun to phir e jaane tamanna mujh ko der tak apne badan se teri khushboo aaye...
magar kai saalon se mere saamne bhi asliyat ka saanp apne fann failaye khada hai.
Kal tak jab mera mehndi mujh se duur tha, to mai haar maan kar baith gayi thi.
soch liya tha ki bevakufi hai mohabbat.
Magar aaj mera junoon phir mere saath hai... aaj mai phir lad sakti hun, kuch mohabbat ki aour badh sakti hun .
aaj mera mehndi mere andar hai. ab mai umr bhar mehak sakti hun.
aakhir mera mehndi kehta tha,
ab tak dile khush fahm ko hai tujh se ummeedein,
ye aakhri shammein bhi bujhaane ke liye aa!
ps: if you havent loved, you will never know mehndi hassan sahab
ek zarasa ghame daura ka bhi haqh hai jispe, maine wo saaans bhi tere liye rakh chhodi hai...
pyaar ka bann ke nigehbaan tujhe chaahunga,
Main to Marr kar bhi meri jaan tujhe chaahunga.
i will not translate these lines... not today. not to a world without him. i heard it in the news. i didn't even finch. reacted as if i wasn't bothered... So what if Mehndi Hassan was no more?
the world will go on! within the next decade we will graduate from words like ghaaghra to saying chut, from choli to nipplebai or something more loathe some, they wont stop. not for a second! young girls will be fooled into loosing their virginities in the name of love, stupid men will loose their souls and dignity to whores.
no one will stop.
why should some one?
for what?
who was mehndi???
why would we stop because of him???
i kept lying on...
fooling my self away from this pain that is tearing my love to shreds.
and then prashant messaged me.
then it happened. the flood. it is in my face . The truth. The magnitude of what all i lost today.
"bhan sahab aap to baadshah hain, aap ka to bada dil hai, bas ek din ke liye de dijiye, mai kasam se kal hi tape kar ke lautadunga!"
This is my earliest memmory of mehndi. the bhan sahab being reffered to was my father in his prime. and the man asking him for the favour was a very old friend/ rummi/ drinking partner of my father.
The wealth being begged to be borrowed was a taped grey coloured plastic cassette of Mehndi Hassan.
of that cassette i remember sticking a pencil in and twirling the cassette round and round until the tape that would have come out of its place because of getting stuck in the head, would be back.
Ranjish hi sahi is the song of my early child hood. a time when papa mumma would play rummy with papa's friends. "haan bhai aapke kitne point hue? aur mumma kehti" kya raja aap cheating karte ho hisaab mein."
Ranjish hi sahi.
oh how this song was mine as much as it was mehndi's... he might have belted it to weeping moved audiences... i whispered it in the ears on lovers leaving.
He saw irony in it maybe, i saw a song strumming my pain with each word.
Really, how different is mehndi from me? he sang his songs for love. i sang them in and for love.
people say he got carried away, drank too much... maybe that was their mehndi hassan sahab.
but my mehndi, wo to ruth gaye the, sab se bhi aur apne aap se bhi. kyoun? kyoun ki wo mohabbat se muh nahi mod paaye. nafrat saamne fann faylaye khadi thi, par unko mohabbat se mohabbat thi.
jab bhi wo mohabbat aayi, jagaata hua jaadu laayi...
aisa lagta hai jaise kisi ne mujhme se koi cheez noch li.
jaise ye ek sign hai, ki ab pyaar nahi raha... mohabbat nahi rahi.
like the is no more the time when people love.
i do not know what i am babbling right now. because i am still grappling with the effort to understand how much of me mehndi took with him...
i do not know ki duniya ke ke liye Mehndi Hassan ke kya maayine the...
mere liye mehndi hassan mohabbat ke hone ka subut the....
jab dil kehta that ki sach mein kaash wo chod ke jaane ke liye laut aaye, to mehndi ka meri zindagi mein hona, mere paagalpan ya bevafoofi ko ibaadat bana deta tha.
apne jazbaat mein nagmaat rachane ke liye, maine dhadkan ki tarah dil mein basaya hai tujhe!
Mai tasavvur bhi judai ka bhala kaise karun? Maine kismat ki laqeeron se churaya hai tujhe!
kailash ne kaha hai ek gaane mein, ki daulat jaaye to jaaye koi pyaar bina rota bhi nahi...
mera aur mohabbat ka rishta jayaz banane wale the mehndi.
Mehndi ki lali ne mere zahn ko aisi laali mein ranga ki aaj bhi agar mohabbat aisi nahi ho jaisi mere mehndi ke geeton mein hai, to wo mohabbat nahi!
agar mohabbat ho to dil sach mein kahe , geet mai aisa gaaun, tum hi suno. aur mai gaata jaaun
aur agar wo rahe paas mere, duniya ko thukraungi
aaj bhi mere liye mohabbat wahi mohabbat hai ki tujh ko chu lun to phir e jaane tamanna mujh ko der tak apne badan se teri khushboo aaye...
magar kai saalon se mere saamne bhi asliyat ka saanp apne fann failaye khada hai.
Kal tak jab mera mehndi mujh se duur tha, to mai haar maan kar baith gayi thi.
soch liya tha ki bevakufi hai mohabbat.
Magar aaj mera junoon phir mere saath hai... aaj mai phir lad sakti hun, kuch mohabbat ki aour badh sakti hun .
aaj mera mehndi mere andar hai. ab mai umr bhar mehak sakti hun.
aakhir mera mehndi kehta tha,
ab tak dile khush fahm ko hai tujh se ummeedein,
ye aakhri shammein bhi bujhaane ke liye aa!
ps: if you havent loved, you will never know mehndi hassan sahab
