Hidden in the attic,
all the way upstairs,
is something very special,
that I would like to share.
My hopes,
my dreams,
old photographs,
of good times and bad times that make me laugh.
The joy of a hug,
the thrill of a kiss,
leaves me to remember the pure, simple bliss.
I cry for the fun,
and giggle for the pain,
I enjoyed the good life I was able to maintain.
The thoughts and wishes,
they all stay with me,
all of these contained in my book of memories.
(Kathleen Sheppard)
Aankhe dil ka har raaz bayan karti thi,
Bas unko padhne wala dil koi chahiye,
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नव-जीवन का वैभव जाग्रत हो जनगण में,
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
His underwear is hanging on the lamp.
Hi
कस ली है कमर अब तो, कुछ करके दिखाएंगे,
कसम से मेरे अंदर कुछ तो कमाल कर गया बह
Time flies and memories fade.
People change and new friendships are made.
Only th
I light a torch and hold it high
It shines so bright it lights the sky
You see th
I can't tell you how much my heart hurts every day.
It's full of anger, pain, and regrets
NAA CHAHAT KA KOI NAAM HOTA HAI.....
NAA CHAHAT KA KOI NAAM HOTA HAI.....
NAA USKA KOI PATA HOTA HAI.......
BADA
वन्देमातरम गीत नहीं मैं मंत्र हूँ जी
