des bides mein, dhoondhe fire hoon wo to,
jab dekho tere sang hai.

shringaar ras mein duboye hue ye geet ke lafz from maqbool, ustad sultan khan. notwithstanding the initial disdain for the gagri mori, panghat n chede mohe shyam genre of classical songs n the unusual harping on the gagri for half n hour, I slowly grew a liking for it. after all, it seems one of the most natural n pure expressions of romanticism. wot better than the hansi-thitholi between the lover-beloved cud form a subject for easy romanticism. nevertheless, i still believe that this realization has been exploited to such an extent in north indian classical songs that its not even funny. cmon man, there is fool-patti, there is gagan n earth, there are nadiyaa n parvat : all having some kind of romantic aura associated with them. and undoubtedly, one of the major reasons we're able to still appreciate bollywood songs is that they talk abt better or at least other things. hoho. yet, once in a while it feels good to indulge in the naive notions of romance. esp if someone like ustad sultan khan chews those words for u. hoho.

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