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)
झुकी कमर सीधी की
माथे से पसीना पोछ
I Will Want To Grow Old With You
You can take me on a holiday
but I prefer to sit at home
you can buy me chocolate
कोई दीवाना कहता है, कोई पागल समझता है !
I've fallen in love
with the man of my dreams.
He left all his clues
and
Every tone of life
Makes a note for you.
Every word of life
Makes a phras
Aawaaz Lagaa Kar Dekhnaa Hum Tere Liye Thahar Jaayenge....
Hum Tere Aks Hain, Tere Hi Jis
Be The Best Of Whatever Who You Are
If you can't be a pine on the top of the hill,
Be a scrub in the valley — but be
Anjaana sa Duniya ki baatoon se
Din-Pal aur Raaton se
Na kisi ke kahne ka asar
Meri har tamanna adhuri thi tujhe pane se pahle
En tamanno ko aaj jine ki bajah likh
उस एक दिन जब बातें शुरू हुई तुमसे लगा
