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Dil toh pagal hai...

DTPH, released in 1997 is one of my all time fav movies. the songs specially are magical. amazing lyrics. amazing music. well, its just poetry on screen!

the whole concept of friendship vs love, in which friendship lost out here, was carried forward further in kuch kuch hota hai, where ultimately its frienship in which srk n kajol find true love.hmmm.

but, whats love according to u and me?well, to give my side of things, here are some lines from one of DTPH's songs,Are Re Are, which is also one of my most memorable songs.

"...Haath mera thaam lo saath jab tak ho
Baat kuchh hoti rahe baat jab tak ho
Saamne baithe rahe tum raat jab tak ho
Arre re arre ye kya hua maine na ye jaana."

before u come to any conclusion and after u stop your smile, this is just the way i think. the way i think love should be. without expectation.without a cause. without a reason. love itself being the reason, love itself being the cause. where silence speaks as much as conversation. where the journey is as important as the destination.what?even i am not sure!

dats enough gyaan for one post.coming straight to the point...well if u fit the bill...u know whom to send your bio datas.;-)hahaha.

Comments

Anonymous said…
cool hai yaar.nowadays gettin sum gud stuff 2 read.keep writing.bye.neha
3/8/06, 1:58 PM
Shreshth said…
sorry for disappointing you but i think this kind of utopian love exists in reel life, real love would at best b a real understanding and a damn good natural compromise...thats it...atlest for now thats what i believe, lets see what life unfolds later ..i might change my views, but hey!! i really hope u get this knda utopian love although i dont believe in it!!
3/12/06, 8:52 AM
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