That is the bare-bones of Tirath Sandhu AKA tricksingh’s new single, “Nayi Shuruwaat”—an open address to a fatal accident that landed him in the ICU, bargaining with the divine for one more shot at life. Written as a sincere appeal to the powers that be, the track is as heartfelt as it is heartbreaking.
Sonically, the song is a slow-burn devotional, sitting somewhere between Punjabi folk and neo-R&B, anchored by a warm, bass-heavy mix that feels grounded and intimate. The production builds through the first half, then recedes like exhaled smoke, befitting for a song about surviving.
Across his catalog, Sandhu has always led with personality. The suave Punjabi strut of With All Due Disrespect, the yearning tenderness of “Taaj,” the crowd-baiting energy of “Generational” - each project wore vivid emotion on its sleeve. “Nayi Shuruwaat” is the first time he turns that volume all the way down, trading persona for vulnerability, and performance for reckoning.
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His chorus, “Ikk vari hor jee lainde” (“Give me one more chance at life”), doubles as a chant. Strikingly absent in the despair you’d anticipate; instead, resilient, quiet acceptance, and fierce resolve to rise from the ashes take center stage.
Directed by Shabad Sarin with creative input from Sandhu himself, the visuals are rich with metaphor, with tricksingh embracing the forces of destruction and creation simultaneously.
A cremation pyre burns bright, with four blindfolded men in attendance - witnesses to the funeral of his ego, his pride, his vanity. In a parallel visual: under a sprawling tree, a barber shaves his head, revealing the surgical scar of a man who almost lost it all and is here on borrowed time. His mannerisms carry the weight of that knowledge. The blank-eyed stare during the mundan is not emptiness - it is acceptance of what’s to come. One shaves their head to mourn a death. tricksingh shaves his to mourn his old self.
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“Chaidi ek nayi shuruwaat” plays over intercut footage of his surrender and the cremation fire. He runs a hand over his scar - his reminder - then changes from a plain tux to a bedazzled jacket: the turning over of a new leaf, with just enough of the old tricksingh left to suggest that not all is lost.
The blindfolded men disappear as Sid Sriram’s vocals take over, rich with the peace that absolute devastation brings. It is the sonic and visual peak of the track - two voices from very different worlds briefly sharing the same prayer.
The video ends with the fire still burning: a reminder that it destroys, but also purifies. The transformation is complete.
Immediately after release, the previously independent tricksingh, who once quipped, “Why all of these labels keep calling?” [FWTF, 2025], revealed he has signed with BluPrint Inc. The F*cker With The Flow has changed indeed.
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