"In the echoes of the Sutlej's whispers, where the peacock dances freely, our love transcends borders, stitched in the fabric of time. Meet me at the confluence where history meets destiny, under the shade of the banyan tree, where our hearts first whispered secrets across the ages." - Jai SinghFollow me on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/oldschoolbastardSometimes, the stories are not written by us. We only realise that they have been living within us for son long....

Bahut ajeeb ho jata hai kabhi kabhi khud se mohabbat karna, agar zara bhi galat gaye to ye khud se mohabbat karne ka jo concept hai ye akelepan ka roop bhi le leta hai. Aap jahan jaaye ye aap ke saath chalta hai. Aur agar aap galat nahi jaate hain to yehi khud se ki hui mohabbat aap ko kisi aur se mohabbat ke kaabil bana deti hai. Mujhe ye baat tajurbe ke roop me aai, aur tajurbe ka kya hai na, ye kayi baar bahut der se aata hai…to aaj aap logon ko keh raha hoon…aap seekh jaao…nahi to tajurbe kayi baar dard de dete hain boss. Ashfaq Hussain sahab ki in panktiyon se yehi seekha hai maine…main galat ho sakta hoon..aap mat honaFollow me on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/oldschoolbastard

Written and Narrated by: Jai Singh (https://www.instagram.com/oldschoolbastard)Music: Aadat by @nescafebasement (intended for fair use only)

Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/oldschoolbastardin the heart of Sydney’s twinkling cityscape, Jai and Afsana embarked on an evening that neither would forget. As the setting sun painted the horizon with hues of pink and purple, the two stepped out, elegantly attired. Afsana wore a graceful black dress that flowed like the dark, tranquil waters of the Harbour. Jai, in contrast, wore a sharp black tuxedo, echoing the silhouette of Sydney’s architectural marvels.The evening began with a candlelit dinner at a rooftop restaurant overlooking the Sydney Opera House. The mellow light from the candles reflected in Afsana’s eyes, revealing a depth that pulled Jai in, much like the vast Australian night sky pulls one into its myriad constellations. Their conversation flowed effortlessly, much like the waters beneath the Harbour Bridge, punctuated with laughter and shared dreams. As dinner concluded, they took a leisurely walk along the Circular Quay. The cool breeze from the ocean intertwined with the melodies of street musicians, setting a romantic ambiance. With every step, the dazzling lights of the city seemed to fade into the background, replaced by a world only they could perceive.With the Sydney Tower Eye witnessing their journey from afar, they spoke of dreams, fears, and everything in between. As they walked and talked, it felt as if the universe had slowed its pace just for them, allowing them a moment in eternity.Under the canopy of the starlit sky, by the shores of the Pacific, they paused. Afsana looked deep into Jai’s eyes and whispered, “Tonight, amidst this vast universe of flesh and concrete, it feels like we’re just two souls, bound by something deeper than love.”And as they stood there, embraced by the cosmic ballet of the stars above and the rhythmic waves below, they realized that their souls had indeed transcended the physical realm. The universe of flesh had faded, leaving behind two souls, dancing to the timeless rhythm of love.Music : Micheal Kiwanuka (intended for fair use only)Written and Narrated by: @oldschoolbastard

presenting another mehfil mix of Tum Itna Jo Muskura Rahe ho sung by @paponmusic (originally sung by Jagjit Singh Sahab). This nazm by Ahmed Faraz sahab used to be my train read at one point of time and since then has had a very visual impact on my thinking. I always visualise two characters who are constantly trying to prove to each other that they are happy forgetting that happiness doesn’t need provingOriginal Song (Intended for fair use only)

I have been thinking for a very long time to recreate one of a Ali Sethi’s songs into a Mehfil mix. Presenting one of his iconic songs “Haal Aisa Nahin” with a few original couplets by Adeem Hashmi “sar-e-sehra musafir ko sitaara yaad rehta hai, main chalta hoon mujhe chehera tumhara yaad rehta hai”. There will be more that will follow. I would like to begun this new series with the song of my favourite singer. Heard this song some 7 years back and have been following @alisethiofficial work since then. Could not find the original video of the song but I know how it looked like and was beautiful

It has been years since this ride actually happened but I realised that I have never really told this story to anyone yet. So here is a detailed version of the story split into parts. In this first part I tell you all real events from a third person perspective and I hope you guys like it. After all it was minus 27 degrees and I almost died.Music Courtesy: Ralf Illenberger (intended for fair use only)Follow me on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/oldschoolbastard/

Pakhi has been synonymous to travel and since I am in Kalpa by myself after a very long time. It had me thinking about the first time I met her. This video is nothing but me narrating a story of a real life incident.Follow me on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/oldschoolbastard