Yeh Hosla: Dor (movie by Nagesh Kukunoor)
Lyrics by: Mir Ali Hasain
music by: Salim-Sulaiman
A beautiful song. Amazing lyrics; amazingly inspiring.
Yeh Hosla Kaise Jhuke,
Yeh Aarzoo Kaise Ruke...
Manzil Mushkil To Kya,
Dundla Sahil To Kya,
Tanha Ye Dil To Kya... Ho Hooo
Raah Pe Kante Bikhre Agar,
Uspe To Phir Bhi Chalna Hi Hai,
Sham Chupale Suraj Magar,
Raat Ko Ek Din Dhalna Hi Hai,
Rut Ye Tal Jayegi,
Himmat Rang Layegi,
Subha Phir Aayegi... Hoooo
Yeh Hosla Kaise Juke,
Yeh Aarzoo Kaise Ruke...
Hogi Hame Toh Rehamat Ada,
Dhup Kategi Saaye Tale,
Apni Khuda Se Hai Ye Dua,
Manzil Lagale Humko Gale
Jurrat So Baar Rahe,
Uncha Ikraar Rahe,
Zinda Har Pyar Rahe... Hoooo
Yeh Hosla Kaise Jhuke,
Yeh Aarzoo Kaise Ruke...
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Sunday, November 19, 2006
Thursday, November 02, 2006
Face-Lift
Things undergo change.
Yesterday, while in town, I noticed that Briton; an old Irani restaurant that closed down earlier this year is reopening as a lounge. Looks like the owner has decided to fit it into the new paradigm.
Dad introduced me to Briton. I loved their sandwiches and fresh juices... and the prices. This made the restaurant one of those I frequented often. And introduced my friends to. Have a lot of happy memories about that place; with people, and alone. Like the time I went there with a close friend and her now beau, or the times I sat alone and watched the other people in the place. Or the time I took someone who I was really sweet on. Or the time I sat and nibbled on a sandwich for an hour swapping gossip with a few friends.
I will miss that old Briton. I have already missed it for some time, actually. But I'm glad it's getting a new face, and a new life. And I'm glad that Briton will once again be a place to make memories in, and not just a place to remember in memories.
Yesterday, while in town, I noticed that Briton; an old Irani restaurant that closed down earlier this year is reopening as a lounge. Looks like the owner has decided to fit it into the new paradigm.
Dad introduced me to Briton. I loved their sandwiches and fresh juices... and the prices. This made the restaurant one of those I frequented often. And introduced my friends to. Have a lot of happy memories about that place; with people, and alone. Like the time I went there with a close friend and her now beau, or the times I sat alone and watched the other people in the place. Or the time I took someone who I was really sweet on. Or the time I sat and nibbled on a sandwich for an hour swapping gossip with a few friends.
I will miss that old Briton. I have already missed it for some time, actually. But I'm glad it's getting a new face, and a new life. And I'm glad that Briton will once again be a place to make memories in, and not just a place to remember in memories.
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