so many love songs...so many ghazals dedicated to the passion we are all expected to, expect to feel one day..love.
But need love be only for a person? I heard a ghazal recently which i loved but couldn't relate to (since fortunately, the person is in my life :) or so i think :P ) and yet I could relate to it when I thought of the city I grew up in and have come to love so passionately. Yesterday, I was around alot of people...it was great but at the same time, I felt a strange longing, a deep need, a desire to be home. I am still not able to call this place home. That makes me feel like a sore loser, a person who keeps repeating the same thing over and over. And yet, this nostalgia, this ache is such a fundamental part of me....how can i not feel it? moreover, how can I deny it?
I am also aware that I am dangerously close to getting my wish granted of going home. I am also aware that it may not turn out to be the best decision of my life in the end...but perhaps I will take that risk.


zinda rehne ke liyay teri kassam
ek mulaqaat zaroori hai sanam