Sometimes through sameness and bizarre blietzkrieg, through days of feeling small to nights of having it all, through times both waft-y and intense, through figuring it out and it not making sense...I cannot fathom how Gulzar nailed it with such alarming accuracy - "Tujhse naaraz nahin zindagi...hairaan hoon main..." (I'm not angry with you life, I'm amazed.)
How does that man think!
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This late night walk after a tough, rough unending day at work. I am so, so exhausted. But this...sweet chutney of wind, lane littered wit...

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This isn't exactly a feminist tirade, but this is written by a woman, and it is written in annoyance. You raise your girls to be sweet...
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I watched ‘Rang de basanti’. That, however, is not the point. Everyone now wants to go to Delhi and cruise around in jeeps at night. And tha...
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How well we will gell, Chiffooo.....
Even I am a die-hard fan of Gulzar.
He echoes my thought when he writes"Maange hue din hain.........maangi hui raatein" " Umeed hogi koi, Saanjh dhale varnaa koi aata nahin, kiss ne phir pukaara........" or "haan mere gham to utha letaa hai ghamkhaar nahin...dil padosi hai magar mera tarafdaar nahin" or the all time favourite "Mera kucch saamaan tumhare paas pada hai....."
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