ख़ुशी के आरज़ू में मुक़द्दर सो गए,
आन्धी ऐसी चली के अपने भी क्हॊ गए,
क्या ख़ूब था उनका अन्दाज़ ए मोहब्बत,
प्यार देने आए थे और पल्कों भिगो गए
- अज्ञात
Saturday, November 6, 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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