Time is sleeping.
Sand will be the last thing remaining,
Sand that covers planets,
Reflected moonbeams in the sand.
Sand is crumbled mountains and the remains of all that existed.
Sand is soft and white, kissing your foot like clean water.
There is a precise total for all the grains of sand on earth,
As well as for the starry worlds above our heads
(supposedly the same for each, if only we knew it),
But it’s more important to know that the grains of sand
Grow constantly in number and the deserts are getting bigger
And the stars are biding their time.
(Peter Waters)
No other friend is quite like you.
No other friend could do exactly what you do.
Lips sweet as sugar,
how to touch them I linger.
Lips that enslave me with their
You entered the room and my heart skipped a beat
I knew in an instant we were destined to
peda kar gayi tujhe eahsaas bhi hai
suniko ke raqt se aabad hindustan hai
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नींद तो अब भी नहीं आती,
भुख तो अब भी
धन्य आज का मुक्ति-दिवस, गाओ जन-मंगल,
<ITIHAS ON ME NAAM LIKHA MERA DESH
यारा प्यारा मेरा देश,
सजा – संवार
The friendship we have is so rare to find.
We hate to see each other in a bind.
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jub tak tu mera tha tub tak me teri thi
Ha us vaktt tak me teri thi
Jab tak Tu Meri Thi
Vo pal vo raate vo yaade Sa
Tumhari achchai bahut achchi lagti hai,
Tumhari burai bahut buri lagti hai
