Sunghursh is a 1968 Indian Hindi film directed and produced by Harnam Singh Rawail. It is based on a short story Layli Asmaner Ayna in Bengali language by Jnanpith Award-winning writer Mahasweta Devi, which presents a fictionalised account of vendetta within a thuggee cult in the holy Indian town of Varanasi. The film stars Dilip Kumar, Vyjayanthimala, Sanjeev Kumar, Balraj Sahni, Jayant, Deven Verma, Durga Khote and Iftekhar.
The music is by Naushad and lyrics for the songs are by Shakeel Badayuni. Naushad and Badayuni had worked together on multiple films previously and were "the most sought after" composer-lyricist duo of the time in Bollywood. Sunghursh was popularly mistaken to be a debut film of Sanjeev Kumar. It did fairly well commercially on release and is often called as a "classic" Bollywood film. It is the last film where Kumar and Vyjayanthimala worked together. The actors had done a maximum number of films together in the lead roles, and every one was a commercial success.
The end is yet to come...
Distingue your memories before they're gone
The end is yet to come...
But then everything turned out to be wrong
We were meant to speak in highly different tongues
To enable our diversity, to enable being social ones
Back at the birth of man, back at the birth of speech
To discover excitement, to disorder and to teach
It's the 23rd century and there's a newly sworn enemy
Coming from behind and turning you to blind
A steady-state of a binary presentation
A hate-progression of a coming termination
Did you reveal your scars and human signs?
Your mind keeps turning, this is not real
Did you re-heal your wounds and sweet-caress?
I am the virus in you and I am going to steal
It's a snow crash - inside of your head
A ponderous oblivion, a force to be fed
It's like a mental destruction - turn of 180 degrees
Dementia is coming, don't you agree?
It's a snow crash - inside of your brain
Heading towards your mind and falling like rain
It's like a war inside - when all our thoughts collide
'cause you've been erased even though you're alive
Metaverse, the virtual desire
A fictive world with all dreams that you admired
But now there's revenge, the fall of Babylon
An Infokalypse erasing what was going on
Don't you believe, don't you retrieve?
It's the disorder of the word and the rising of grief
A stroke of excitement and of permanent delusion
A paradise lost in fucking horrendous confusion
Take my breath away
And knowledge will always stay...
Take my breath away