You are not you any more- I know not why it must be thus
Why, love, you are not you anymore. - Monish Chatterjee
Here is a purely romantic number in which the paramour laments that his beloved is no longer what she used to be. Citing a profusion of tender examples of what erstwhile made her so appealing and lovable, the song does not proffer any alleviation of the longing he feels for what she once was.
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Harken to those days, those flute-playing days
Those resounding Bhatiali days, those lofty Baul days-
They yet call after me, around the meandering river,
In the spaces between the taal and supari woods
They call me, yes, they call me.
And so I hear the takdum drumbeats of the dholak-
Forget what is lost, O mind, get over the pain.
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