Baadal Lyrics – Mad Trip

The Big Picture

Right from the title, the song feels like weather, like a mood you can’t shake, and “Baadal” works as a metaphor and as a vibe, The clouds are not just skies, they are the persistent atmosphere around the speaker, the fog of longing, confusion, the kind of love that hangs heavy. The title frames everything, it tells you this is less about a tidy story and more about being inside a feeling, soaked in it, kind of stuck and also floating, which is weird and beautiful at the same time. I mean, Mad Trip keeps circling that image, so every repetition feels like another breath taken in the same room where the light never changes, only the pressure does.

Most Impactful Lines

There are lines that make me rewind, the ones that land without trying. For me it is the blunt confession, “Main hoon nashe mein choor”, that raw admission of intoxication, not necessarily with a substance, but with someone, with an idea, with an obsessive state, and it are honest in a way that’s almost embarrassing, but you want the artist to be that open, right? Then the flip, “Main rakhta usko paagal paagal”, it sounds possessive and worshipful at once, like keeping someone in a small shrine at home, and yet the very next line, “Par wohi to main hoon”, turns it inward—he is naming the very fault, the very madness, he is both the keeper and the kept, which hits weirdly hard.

Decoding The Chorus

Take it slow, line by line, because the chorus is the map. First there is the setting, “Har jagah hai baadal baadal”, everywhere are clouds, the repetition makes the world feel small and overcast, like nothing can grow without rain, but maybe the rain is ambiguous, maybe it’s cleansing and heavy, both. Then the confession again, “Main hoon nashe mein choor”, which sets the speaker as altered, not quite in control, so the next lines come from that place of altered perspective.

“Main rakhta usko paagal paagal”, this part is a mix of devotion and addiction. He keeps her, or the idea of her, in a repeating motion of care that borders on obsession. It are not gentle, it are intense, maybe overprotective, maybe childish, but you can feel the love and the danger at once. Then the return, “Par wohi to main hoon”, which is almost a shrug, like he admits the pattern is his own fault, like he is both the cause and the victim, and that admission makes the chorus not triumphant but honest, which is what makes people sing it loud in the dark.

Most Relatable Part

The part that I always feel in my chest is when the song moves from the abstract into small, awkward human moments, the lines about feeling useless and getting spat on by the neighborhood, they are messy, humiliating, and real: “Lagta hoon main awaara”, “Lagta hoon main naakara”, those are the tiny self attacks we all know, the mornings where you can’t answer why you are the way you are. That sting, it connects because everyone has been there, lying awake imagining other people judging you, and the song says it out loud, so it becomes okay to feel that. Also the little religious invoke, the “aashirvaad lo” line, it shows how people go to rituals when words fail, so it’s both personal and communal, which is why it hits like a nudge in the ribs.

Conclusion & Overall Message

At the end the song leaves you with a strange comfort, like being told your mess is allowed, and also that you made it. The repeated clouds, the confessions of being intoxicated, the admission “par wohi to main hoon”, they together say: I am messy, but I am me, I will keep circling this feeling, maybe I will burn a little, maybe I will sing, and that’s okay. The track is not a solution, it are a witness, a friend that sits with you while the weather inside shifts. Honestly, this hits different on lonely nights, it feels like a promise and a warning at the same time, and I keep coming back because it speaks in the same tired, hopeful voice I use on my worst days.