Chal Wahin Chalein / Saina
Vocals - Shreya Ghoshal
Lyrics - Manoj Muntashir
Composition - Amaal Mallik
A rainy thundering dawn. A freezing winter morning. A lazy sunday summer daybreak. All be alike. She'd wake up before the alarm. And sleep post the alarm was set for. No weekly off or no break for week. Relentlessly, perpetually, uncomplainingly just kept the show going on for years. I don't know from where you derived the energy to motivate me each morning to get going. Our mornings started as early 3.45am and ended at 11pm. I more than often felt guilty for making you toil day in and out for these lines that shaped me.
Taking up a course as tough as chartered accountancy post completing graduation was a big call I made. And every stage of the course, I could sense how we were racing against the societal time schedule for a girl; where getting off married is priority than bagging a degree. Your support and trust in me, not once let me be bogged down by such man-made pressures. And we did fair well in the first half of our beautiful movie. We climbed up slowly and steadily; we kept filling our kitty one by one. Though each day got lengthier with time, your words and actions ensured that I was always up for it. Irrespective of the end result that awaited us, we kept going as far as we could.
/ Raah mein shaam hogi kahan
Yeh musaafir kahan sochta hai /
And everytime I've talked about my studies, I knew it's "our studies", because your contribution and body in it was as much as mine and sometimes greater than me. I've seen you trying to hide the twinkles of pride when I got through the first half, in my first attempt itself. But not once you let them out in words. I could read those boasting silenced lips of yours, as you enveloped me positivity and never over confidence. And we kept going.
/Chal wahin chalein
Chal wahin chalein
Na jate ho jahan
Jahan ke raaste/
But sometimes, not everything that you start meets completion. We have good days, bad days and ugly days. And my curriculum was no different. It remained half done, and unbaked.. Cracked yet I left it without any regrets, believing that better things awaited me. I know that was a huge let down for you. I know you've cried oceans over it in my absence but still I had your back in my brokenness and incompleteness too. You wiped my unseen tears and my blurred vision was now clear. I set off to find that hidden logophile in me. And finally when my first book was published, your eyes wore kohl of amaze and unbelief.
Dear mom, without you around me, none of these would exist. Thank you for teaching me to widen my vision and dreams. And dear dad, behind each of these steps, it was you who held us firmly.
/Jahan sar pe koi haath phere
Jahan apno ne rang ho bikhere
Chal wahin chalein
Chal wahin chalein /
/ anila nambiar/
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