Kisi ke aansuon mein muskuraenge..

Was randomly singing this old hindi song.. and I realized while humming it how poignant and giving the lyrics were..

Kisiki muskuraahaton pe ho nisaar
Kisika dard mil sake to le udhaar
Kisike waaste ho tere dil mein pyaar
Jeena issi ka naam hai

Maana apni jeb se fakeer hain
Phir bhi yaaron dil ke ham ameer hain
Mitte jo pyaar ke liye woh zindagi
Jale bahaar ke liye woh zindagi
Kisi ko ho na ho hamein to aitbaar
Jeena issi kaa naam hai

Rishta dil se dil ke aitbaar ka
Zinda hai hameen se naam pyaar ka
Ke mar ke bhi kisi ko yaad aayenge
Kisi ke aansuon mein muskuraayenge
Kahega phool har kali se baar baar
Jeena issi kaa naam hai

Kisiki muskuraahaton pe ho nisaar..


It just made me think of how simple things used to be back then.. and then I remembered something else that I heard.. an english proverb in an old hindi movie.. “It is so simple to be happy.. yet so difficult to be simple..”

I wonder now.. maybe that era was different.. where the values were selfless and simple.. not clogged by completely individual ambitions.. where words of such songs wouldn’t make people think.. “aajkal aisa nahi chalta hai yaar” .. a country that came together after a long freedom struggle.. where people realized that we could only survive if we.. together.. pulled the country ravaged by four hundred years of rule.. where people were ready to sacrifice their lives so that their fellow country men and future generations could survive..

A land where Gandhi, Bose, Vivekanand and Bhagat Singh breathed.. a land that after being parched for centuries was opening its arms to the first monsoon showers.. where its people were not trying to divide that water into their territories.. but held hands and soaked in the showers together..