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)
wo dot kahan gum gay
ना जाने वो दोस्त कहां गुम हो गया जिसको सब कुछ बता दिया करता था,
MATI MERE DESH KI
नदी, झील, झरनों की झाँकी मनमोहक है,
Is It To Late Or Is There Still Time?
If he is ready to date
Anjane me jinhe hum chahte the
Hamne bhi kuch khab dekhe the
bade dino baad mile pata hi nahi chala
The Glass Eye
The joke was very funny
SACH ME FARK NAHI PADTA
तुम्हे सच में फर्क नहीं पड़ता,
TERI DOSTI KI ADAT
तेरी दोस्ती की आदत सी पड़ गयी है मुझे,
Har nazar ko ek nazar ki talash hai
Har nazar ko ek nazar ki talash hai,
BOLE SUBHASH JI
दमकी उनकी रक्तिम काया!
