Praphool Suman

This is not just a song, It's a replay button. Every time when u play this song all those memories come racing back to you - The moment that defined & destroyed you. Your bekhayali doesn't let u move on, a thought that eats all ur other thoughts & empties ur heart. When love leaves, it leaves u shattered and all ur pieces are scattered. All those moments have become a battle with urself, when u r sober u r angry with urself, when u r intoxicated, there is this sadness that engulfs you. Bekhayali is a reminder to keep ur heart closed, U can't love again and if u ever dare to, u can't love selflessly. In bekhayali, U overthink and dissect every moment, every day - Starting from the first day of breakup, You search for that one moment that took everything away, u find a needle in a haystack. When u Love someone with so much intensity, u build a future with them, and when that person is no longer a part of ur life, ur mind refuses to believe in the future without th...

  To the friend who is turning into a stranger. This is Probably 37 times, I am allowing my fingers to glide on my phone screen and I hope the backspace doesn't take my decision to text you this time. I don't know if you have noticed the period but when exactly was the last time when we smiled at our phone screen while chatting with each other? Days turn to weeks, months, and years, but you won't know how we had lost something we shared over a phone call. I miss giggling over the memes that you shared. I miss laughing over selfies that I clicked. I miss the discussion over what to type next sometimes. I miss you and I miss us. I am afraid, Someday we will be sitting in the same cafe and we will look away from each other like we are strangers. But, I will someday cross your mind like a grey cloud on a summer noon, with its cool shadow kissing your face and you will smile. I hope you will smile for the little time that we shared over those phone calls. Yesterday I was in the ...

  एक दिन मोहब्बत मेरी उस मुकाम पर होगी .... मैं स्वारूंगा तुम्हे किसी और के लिए , मैं तुम्हारे हाथों पर मेहंदी से नाम लिखूंगा किसी और का , वही लहंगा पहनोगी ना तुम , जिसे पसंद करते वक्त बाजार की पूरी दुकानें कम पड़ गई थी ? जिसे कुछ घंटे बाद कोई उतार देगा उसे , मैं बंधूंगा तुम्हारे जुल्फें को ये जानते हुए भी कि कोई रात भर बिस्तर में खेलेगा इनसे , और काजल भी लगाऊंगा और बोलूंगा उस रकीब से कि उस काजल को कभी खराब ना होने दे । ( क्यों की याद है ना तुम्हें ? जब तुम झूठी आंसू बहाती थी , मैं यही बोला करता था रोया ना कर पागल काजल ख़राब हो जायेंगे ) एक दिन मोहब्बत मेरी उस मुकाम पर होगी .... तुम्हारा प्रफुल