It's ironic: I'm not actually big on Bollywood pop-culture compared to my other friends and relatives in India, and yet the best thing I can offer to the Compendium here regarding culture is something from my culture. Because who else is Indian here? (Sometimes I feel like an outcast due to the fact I'm an "Indian", conversing with people from the First World)
Anywho, I went to the cafe just to visit my buddies working there (and get some peace-time for writing; that's the most "peaceful" place in my locality, despite all the rush and talking), and heard them play this song. I found it beautiful (even though it's contemporary / mainstream, and quite stereotypical), and it was pretty uplifting for my creativity.
(There are actually two versions of the same song, having different lyrics. For now, I'll just share one.)
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saari raat aahen bharta
pal pal yaadon mein marta
maane na meri mann mera
thoda thoda hosh madhoshi si hai,
neend behoshi si hai,
jaane kuchh bhi na mann mera..
all night it sighs,
it dies in memories all the time..
my heart doesn't listen to me..
My waking moments are intoxication ...
and sleep is just unconsciousness too...
my heart doesn't know a thing..
kabhi mera tha par ab begaana hai ye
deewana deewana samjhe na
kabhi chup chup rahe,
kabhi gaaya ye kare
bin poochhe teri taareefein sunaya ye kare
hai koi haqeeqat tu ya koi fasana hai,
kuchh jaane agar to itna ke ye
tera deewana hai re
mann mera,
maane na mann mera..
It was mine some time, but belongs to someone else now,
The mad heart doesn't understand..
sometimes it remains quiet,
sometimes it sings..
it tells good things about you without even asking..
whether you're some truth or a story (it doesn't know)
all it knows is that it's mad for you..
this heart of mine,
doesn't listen to me..
rag rag wo samaya mere
dil par wo chhaya mere,
mujh mein wo aise jaise jaan..
gire barsaat mein paani jaise,
koi kahaani jaise,
dil se ho dil tak jo bayaan..
aashiq dil tera puraana hai ye..
deewana deewana samjhe na..
she's in my every vein,
she's all on my heart.
she's in me as my life..
the way water falls in the rain..
like a story..
which is being told from heart to heart..
this heart is your old lover..
this mad one doesn't understand..
kabhi chup chup rahe,
kabhi gaaya ye kare
bin poochhe teri taareefein sunaya ye kare
hai koi haqeeqat tu ya koi fasana hai,
kuchh jaane agar to itna ke ye
tera deewana hai re
mann mera,
maane na mann mera..
tujhko jo dekhe,
ye mujh ko le ke,
bas tere peechhe peechhe bhaage..
tera junoon hai
tu hi sukoon hai
tujhse hi baandhe dil ke dhaage
when it looks at you,
it takes me,
and runs behind you..
it's passionate for you..
you alone are the relief..
with you only the threads of heart are tied..
mann mera,
maane na mann mera..