Friday, September 26, 2008

नफरतों के जहाँ में हमको प्यार की बस्तियां बसानी हैं,....

नफरतों के जहाँ में हमको प्यार की बस्तियां बसानी हैं,

दूर रहना कोई कमाल नहीं, पास आओ तो कोई बात बने



A young Amrita Pritam, madly in love with Sahir, wrote his name hundreds of times on a sheet of paper while addressing a press conference। They would meet without exchanging a word, Sahir would puff away; after Sahir's departure, Amrita would smoke the cigarette butts left behind by him। After his death, Amrita said she hoped the air mixed with the smoke of the butts would travel to the other world and meet Sahir! Such was their obsession and intensity।



Imroz, who was previously a friend of Amritaji, provided emotional hold and their liaison began growing। Being younger to Amrita ji and living in Indian high values society, Imroz still gave her soul companionship। Amrita ji and Imroz were great soul mates never lived but they shared the floors of same house in Delhi along with children. She used to write very long letters, poetic, full of emotions and pathos to Imroz. She used to address Imroz as “Mere Mehboob” (My beloved) and discuss many themes of the social order and society. Their love remained a ‘sacred hymn’ and became a pure platonic saga of love.



Amritaji never lived life sadly, contrary she was pensive and thoughtful person and so do Imroz, both the artistes filled their gloomy emotions in their work (Nazms, poems and Canvases) but never in their lives. I am a great admirer of both the artistes, and about their handling of delicate sort of relationship. Their love was never bound of physical terms of limits but it went beyond that in the form of words, canvas, poems,colours, ideas, thoughts etc. I feel like that their love for each other is complementary and paired to each ओथेर।



Talking about his relationship with Pritam, Imroz said: “We never used the word ‘love’ for the two of us। This concept of ‘I love you’ is very filmy, and I never fell in love with Amrita Pritam on first sight.



“We never used the word in either our letters or our works। There was never a need to tell that we loved each other. Yes, when I first met her I realised that she was the kind of woman with whom I could spend the rest of my life. And that’s precisely what we did.



“Another aspect that never existed between us was questioning: we never askedeach other where we were headed, or whom we were meeting. We just cared for each other, and that showed.”

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