ज़िन्दगी हो या पकवान, तपिश-ए-हालात की रंग लगती है,
वरना आरामतलबी के ज़ख़्म तरन्नुम नहीं बना करते
मुश्ताक़
Thursday, May 27, 2010
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Max Babi, my guru, like Tukaram has a weakness - he barely records his prolific output of poetry. Tukaram is immortal because of Santaji Jagnade who collected his works; this is my attempt to get as much of Max's stuff (he sends it on SMS) in one place.
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