कभी तो सोच के वह शख़्स किस कदर था बुलन्द
जो झुक गया तेरे कदमों में आसमाँ की तरह|
कभी तो खुल के बरस अब्र ए महरबाँ की तरह
मेरा वजूद है जलते हुए मकान की तरह||
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Wednesday, February 9, 2011
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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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