tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20866512.post6293623480914752802..comments2023-05-23T18:37:24.054+05:30Comments on Few Fragrant Flowers: They Are Playing My Song.....Varshahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07363856608464395085noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20866512.post-75436588583072303632012-02-23T13:46:58.947+05:302012-02-23T13:46:58.947+05:30Arrerrerre, Doctor saahiba - idhar hi maath kha ga...Arrerrerre, Doctor saahiba - idhar hi maath kha gayin? The moment we start looking at something for long, doesn't the mind kick in, trying to interpret, analyze (like ORD mentioned above), and finally sidelining the vision totally?<br /><br />But wonderful post...truly. :)phaticharhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01458914636112852499noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20866512.post-36558475707103073892011-05-06T23:09:01.932+05:302011-05-06T23:09:01.932+05:30i know wat you mean some songs remain special beca...i know wat you mean some songs remain special because they came at a certain time.. <br /><br />as for warhol i think wat he is saying if you toy with the song and the feeling long enough, if you overanalyse what exactly do you feel, what visions , sounds does it bring back, you may just lose the charm of the song.Of rainy dayshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15451324788381249103noreply@blogger.com