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)
What if Alok Nath was in Dhoom 3:
Bande Hain Hum Sanskari
Hum Pe Kiska Zor
Sans
Into a box of friendship
To insure that it is strong
First a layer of respect
On t
When I see you standing there... Did you even notice me?
I sit in class and you're on my
Dil ki es diwar par tera naam likhta hoon
Hansa tha jo tune muje dekh pyar se
Un
Dard ko na dekho Dard ki nazron se,
Dard ko bhi Dard hota hai.
Dard ko bhi jaroor
शायद तुम्हें याद नहीं, पर उस दिन कि बा
YE DIL TUMHE KHUSH DEKHNA CHAHTA HAI
Tum mere pass hoti ho to mujhe lagta hai ki
duniya ki har khushi hai mere pass,
J
न मैं गिराऔर न मेरी उम्मीदों के मीनार
ये तो फ़र्ज है उम्र भर निभाने का
इंकार को इकरार कहते हे
