MUSAFIR - Tale of song.
There are so many songs in our jukebox and there are few many of them are under our playlist from which we love some songs and then there are rarely 1 or 2 songs which we often keep hearing, the songs which are really close to our heart. Being a musical person or I can say a music lover I personally adore few songs that makes me nagger many times.
"MUSAFIR" is a song for ones who believe and the ones who don't. For even the ones who have won in love (by losing themselves).
It is the song of love, pain, expectations, dreams and so many unnamed feelings.
"KAISE JIUNGA KAISE, BTA DE MUJHKO
Imagine, you are sitting in a room which is empty from all its edges, dreaming about someone who is so close to you, who is in the top of the world for you. Remembering your messy dawns and cherishing the pinkish dusk you both have spent together. Missing someone but a smile on your face. It's peculiar.
"TERA MERA JAHAAN LE CHALU MAIN WAHA KOI TUJHKO NA MUJHSE CHURALE"
The line, in which there are few words containing tons of emotions. The feeling of loneliness, the feeling of losing someone, the feeling of protecting there love in barely consecutive breaths. It is the situation in which tears and fears lies together. And, the never ending stamina of love is obviously praise worthy. It feels like a dream land where no one is able to part you from your someone special. It is the feeling of heaven where no one is there to judge you and the air contains only love, nothing else.
"JAB TK HAI YEH SASEIN MERI , INPE HAI SADA HAQ TERA, PURI HAI TUJHSE MERI DUA"
Relates to the feeling we named 'love' which is actually can not be definable. 'LOVE' which tests our patience, our ability, our thoughts, our loyalty and much more. In this four letters, we can learn thousands of feelings. Here, we learn, love and live.
"MAIN ANDHERON SE GHIRA HU ,
AA DIKHA DE TU MUJHKO SAVERA MERA,
MAIN BHATAKTA EK MUSAFIR,
AA DILA DE TU MUJHKO BASERAA MERA"
relates with many of us (including me). The believe which we carries in someone. The love we are sowing inside our heart.
The sapling, in which we are watering unpurposely. It doesn't hurt it actually warms our heart, our soul.
MUSAFIR celebrates love gradually, probably not in the way we have seen on screen but in a way we see in a cafe where couples fight or at the airport where they kiss before parting.
Or maybe in poems.
Maybe in heart.