I wonder how would it feel, To listen to my favourite song, For the first time, All over again. Will I like it as much I do now? Will...

Have you heard the song, She wrote that summer, Amidst the gulmohar trees, Did you know she could sing, A little in Japanese? Did you...

I wonder how all the song writers, Come up with words so magical; Do they sit in a dark room all day, Sipping on black coffee, High on...

There’s so much space, To walk around, Yet we keep walking in circles, Going over the same route, Over, and over, Why just it doesn’t get...

All the sad songs seem to be have written for this one moment where everything seems broken and unmendable. Each word, each lyric...

“I wish I could leave you, my love, but, my heart is a mess.” I can’t get these lyrics by Prateek Kuhad out of my head. Honestly, now,...