A baby cardinal
The woodpecker – up, close and personal…
One more day of getting drenched in the rain…
Friday evening decompression…
“Main shaayar to nahin / Magar ae haseen
Jab se dekha, maine tujhko / Mujhko shaayari aa gayee
Main aashiq to nahin / Magar ae haseen
Jab se dekha maine tujhko / Mujhko aashiqui aa gayee
Pyaar ka naam maine / Suna tha magar
Pyaar kya haii / Yeh mujhko na thi khabar
Main to uljha raha / Uljhanon ki tarha
Doston mein raha / Dushmanon ki tarha
Main dushman to nahin / Magar ae haseen
Jab se dekha maine tujhko / Mujhko dosti aa gayi
Sochta hoon agar / Main dua maangta
Haath apne uthaakar / ain kya maangta
Jab se tujhse mohabbat / Main karne laga
Tab se jaise ibaadat / Main karne laga
Main kaafir to nahin / Magar ae haseen
Jab se dekha maine tujhko / Mujhko bandagi aa gayi”
Roughly translated…
“I was never a poet; But your heavenly beauty
Ever since I saw you, poetry has been flowing in me
I was never a romantic; But your heavenly beauty
Ever since I saw you, love has come to me naturally
I had indeed heard about love;
But I had no clue what it was all about
I was entangled with all these confusion
And hid like an enemy even among my friends
But I am not anybody’s enemy; But your heavenly beauty
Ever since I saw you, friendship has come naturally to me
Sometimes I muse that if I were ever to pray
Raising my own hands, what would I ask for?
Ever since I fell in love with you,
I have started worshipping Almighty too!
I was never a non-believer; But your heavenly beauty
Ever since I saw you, faith and belief has naturally come to me”
“Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass…
… It’s is about learning to dance in the rain”.
With all due respect to Vivian Greene, I am not really down with the getting down thing… but I am totally up for getting out in the rains with a glass of wine and enjoy the feel of the cold sharp drops on the skin and the bald pate… as I get soaked to the skin…