I am Mumbai. Not long ago, I was known as Bombay. Still some call me by my old name because they love me– as one loves a dear one by names more than one.
Millions of stories lie alive in our collective memory. Most of them are those of love. Written by Nature and Destiny, this is an eternal story of love at the first sight. Once again this comes from the Mahabharata, the treasure trove of dharma and itihasa.
When love got a human incarnation, the incarnation became Afzal Panipati–both literally and metaphorically. The word ‘afzal’ suggests excellence and the lover-poet Afzal exceeded excellence in the way he loved, languished, and found his ultimate resolution.
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