Zehar wala Poison....

 

I remember the days in school when we were given a poetic piece and then we were up with the task of understanding it , trying to read between the lines and come up with a page of an answer to a 4 mark question trying to explain the 4 lines.

I just thought that can we actually find meaning in everything ? Did the poet ever put so much of his mind into writing it or is it just we that have made it that way. So I just tried to pick up one of the most meaningless songs ever written, though one of my all time favorites, and tried to dig deep. I know I have made a hole in the shallow bowl and digged almost an oil well right through. The question you would like to ask me after reading this will be the same I  asked myself after writing this...WHY ????

main to raste se ja raha tha main to bhelpuri kha raha tha

main to ladki ghuma raha tha ho, raste se ja raha tha

bhelpuri kha raha tha ladki ghuma raha tha

tujhko mirchi lagi to main kya karu

tujhko mirchi lagi to main kya karu

main to raste se ja rahi thi

main to icecream kha rahi thi

ho, main to naina lada rahi thi

raste se ja rahi thi icecream kha rahi thi

naina lada rahi thi

teri nani mari toh main kya karu

teri nani mari toh main kya karu

The male protagonist all lonely in this monotonous world was walking the path of life. 

He is trying to add some spice to his  life like a bhelpuri. On his way he finds company ,someone beloved who agrees to walk the path with him hand in hand.

But the selfish,conservative society as always ,do not approve of their love, they burn in the fire of  envy as they see them. But he does not care about the society, he does not pay heed to the limits they setup, he does not live by their rules, he gives a damn to their envious attitude.

Another protagonist in the story who is a female also shares her thoughts as she walks the path of life, but she is all alone. Unlike the male protagonists striving to add spice to  life,  she likes it all calm and cold as an icecream.

She makes eye contact with everybody she meets only to find the bitter truth and the fear that lies behind those eyes, the truth called death and the fear of death. But she is devoid of any concerns or any worldly pursuits. She knows, death is a pain only for the living. She has risen over the materialistic world, she has no fears no concerns, and even death does not bother her. Even if somebody very close to her leaves this world, she knows that they have actually attained freedom from the shackles of life, so she is unperturbed by it.