Sometimes the music hits a right chord and most of the times, for me, the words outlasts. The everyday words could create a rendition that would be felt deep down. So tender, so vague and so silky. The untold story, where not having each other is a trueness and a success. The unfinished end, where the heaven belies in the eyes of the narrator. The true sense of love and devotion. Gaining is not important, always, and that holds true when you recount the relation of the sky and the land in the horizon. It always looks together from far but you never will find a place where they meet. Yet we devour horizon and stamp the ultimate and timeless authority of togetherness over it. Why would we do that? Why we treat something that never is together as a symbol of bonding? The response lies in a sense. Its not always necessary that achieving something is success and true is that fact that togetherness is not always by nearness and proximity. It could be a ultimate harmony as displayed by the sky and the land in the horizon. They are never together but they are never far aways as well. Whenever you think of sky there is always a land. Like the tale of two eyes where one would never see other and separate on its own. But the biggest irony is they never exist on their own and are complete only if they are with each other but not getting to know the other.
The thought keeps on coming and I was savouring mind numbing words in the voice of Arijit. The rise and fall of background music and the completeness of each and every word makes this a masterpiece for me. It had hit a right senses for me. I always follow the words first. Hamari Adhuri Kahani
प्यासका ये समा, खत्म हो जाएगा
कुछ अधुरा सा जो था, पुरा हो जाएगा
झुक गया आसमान, मिल गये दो जहाँ
हर तर्फ हे मिलनका समा
डोलियाँ हे सजी, खुसबुएँ हर कहीं
पढने आया खुदा खुद यहाँ
हमारी अधुरी कहानी
