The Jai Singh Show

Footprints on a zero line by Gulzar Sahab is one of those books, that I recommend to everyone. I have read the entire book twice and out of so many tales, and poetries, I find Toba Tek Singh as one of the most heart wrenching one. Karachi being the other. Please read the book and let me know what your thoughts on that are.Follow me on instagram: https://www.instagram.com/jaisinghhofficialMusic: Shantanu Moitra (intended for fair use only)

Follow me on instagram: https://www.instagram.com/jaisinghhofficialSometimes you feel that sudden urge to express yourself because something is piling on. This is purely me expressing myself unfiltered. Also if Mohabbat Zindabaad had a theme. It would be this.Music: A.R Rahman (intended for fair use only)

Partition has had a very strong impact on me. I have said this on multiple occasion rather. Today, while going through the pages of my diary, I found this nazm written by Gulzar Sahab which painfully describes the situation that I have been through so many times.Presenting a voice over that will forever be close to my heart.Music: A.R Rahman (intended for fair use only)

I know it has been a while since I last uploaded a Mehfil Mix but it's better late than never right? So here we are with the rendition of Teri Tasveer, the original song of the band Bayaan amalgamated with the poetry of Sevak Nayyari, Parvin Shakir and Khalid Ghani (in order of recital) Hope you guys like it. Will soon upload more mehfil mixes here!! . The song is intended for Fair use only. The narration is done by yours truly Jai SinghFollow me on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/jaisinghhofficial

"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

Recalling one of my oldest anecdotes from what now seems like a previous life/dream. I bring a random rant for all of you titled "feeling dump 106".Aaj bhi apne kamre me maine har us cheez ki entry band kar rakhi hai, jo mujhe dikhai deti hai....kaash aisa hota ke tanhai bhi dikhai deti.... - Jai Singhfollow me on Instagram : https://www.instagram.com/oldschoolbastardMusic: Winter Aid The Wisp Sings (intended for fair use only)

This is one of those anecdotes where I sometimes go back and live in the past. The curse of every writer.Follow me on instagram: https://www.instagram.com/oldschoolbastard

Its one of those days when I am back to square one. I wrote about her countless number of times but today after months, I sat on my table and all I could think of was her.Follow me on instagram: https://www.instagram.com/oldschoolbastard

A small stroy and narrative inspired by partition. Sometimes I feel that it is my past life and that is all I am going to say about it.

Farz karne ko to bahut kuch hai jo farz kiya ja sakta haiNarrated by : Jai SinghMusic: SD Barman (intended for fair use only)Follow me on instagram: https://www.instagram.com/oldschoolbastard

Sometimes when you lose your loved one, you realise that there is so much of them around you that it gets difficult to forget them. This one is all about that feeling.Music: Bharat Chauhan (intended for fair use only)Written and Narrated by: Jai Singhfollow me on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/oldschoolbastard

_ what is love if it can be destroyed by the attempts of the world? A love that never gives up is the love that sustains it all.Music: MM Keeravani (intended for fair use only)Written and Narrated by: Jai SinghFollow me on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/oldschoolbastard/

This is about a thought that keeps calling me every now and then. This is about those little moments of joy that we keep overlooking in order to achieve something important in life (pseudo importance). Special thanks to Ranna Sillard (Intended for fair use only)Follow me on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/oldschoolbastard