The composition, driven by acoustic guitar and haunting percussion, carries a timeless folk quality, making it feel less like a song and more like a confession, or remembrance. ‘OS’ is shayari in its purest form. The verses speak of love that defies boundaries, of devotion that persists across lifetimes. It’s mysticism in its most elemental form when he sings, ‘O, sanam,/ mohabbat ki kasam (O, sweetheart, I swear it on love).’
Whether you’re listening alone or sharing it in quiet companionship, ‘O Sanam’ doesn’t-cannot-just play in the background. It embeds itself in your head like an old letter rediscovered after years. And the strings pluck on like plucked memories.