The first recital is of a very famous poem by Noon Meem Rashid: "Zindagi se darte ho" Zindagi se darte ho, Zindagi toh tum bhi ho

Zindagi toh tum bhi ho, zindagi toh hum bhi hain

Aadmi se darte ho

Aadmi se darte ho, aadmi toh tum bhi ho

Aadmi toh tum bhi ho, aadmi toh hum bhi hain

Tum abhi se darte ho

Aadmi zubaan bhi hai, aadmi bayaan bhi hai

Harf aur maani ke rishte aaye aahat se

Aadmi hai wabasta

Aadmi ke daaman haan aadmi ke daaman se

Zindagi hai wabasta

Iss se tum nahin darte ho

Iss se tum nahin darte ho

Ankahi se darte ho

Jo abhi nahin aayi uss ghadi ki aamad ki

Aagahi se darte h

Tum abhi se darte ho

Pehle bhi toh guzre hain

Pehle bhi toh guzre hain

Daur naarsaayi ke, bairiya khudayi ke

Phir bhi yeh samajhte ho

Phir bhi yeh samajhte ho

Bech aarzoo mandi

Yeh shabe zabaanbandi

Hai rahe khuda bandi

Tum yehi samajhte ho

Tum magar yeh kya jaano

Lab agar nahin hilte

Haath jaag udte hain

Haath bol udte hain

Subah ki azaan banke

Roshni se darte ho

Roshni toh tum bhi ho, roshni toh hum bhi hain

Tum abhi se darte ho

rahe shauk mein jaise, raharon ka khoon lapke

Ik naya junoon lapke

Maut bhi chhalak uthe

Aadmi hansa dekho

Shehar phir basa dekho

Tum abhi se darte ho..

Tum abhi se darte ho…

It is a series of phone conversations I had with my Father, leading upto his passing on the 11th April 2020. I penned my fears, doubts, hopes and expectations from life while talking to him. Now looking back and remembering, those quick calls that I used to make would, make my day.

It is a series of phone conversations I had with my Father, leading upto his passing on the 11th April 2020. I penned my fears, doubts, hopes and expectations from life while talking to him. Now looking back and remembering, those quick calls that I used to make - would make my day.