A day it came, a day it went
Pain and cry, all left in grief
Scar it made, it hides behind
Still shows the stain with dreary face
Friends they were both kith and kin
All lost at stretch with eyes all filled
Painted red were streets and straits
All tells the tale of grisly deeds.
Distress, anger and fear around
Shaken we were at all one go
Hand in hand let's stand behind
With martyrs them, they gave it all.
Shoulder we gave for heads to cry
For sure we knew that all were one
Arms wide stretched and open hearts
Stood all true in words and deeds.
Time has come for us to rise
Time to prove that we won't fail
With pride atop let's hold arms tight
It's time to shine and see all fine.
-John
Because She Was My Best Friend
Together we would laugh, together we would cry,
Holi - Prem ki !!
Aao Aao, Yahan sabh aaodekho kaisey khel rahanatkhat nand laal yahanchupke se chura raha makhan mishri latka hua..'kaanha kaanha' ki pukaarhar oar, Gopiyan dhondecharon tarafh, khudbechain hain - rang
TUMHARE KHWAB
Tumhare khwabon mein..
In Loving Memory
On every soldier’s tombstoneshould be a message of honor, respect and love:"In loving memoryof one who loved his country,who fought against evilto preserve what is right and true and good.In loving
Listen To Mum
I remember when I was small and cool,
Where The Street Ends
There's a place on each road...
The Ghost Of My Past
Fumbling, stumbling,
A Best Friend
A best friend is the one
pyaar ko jataya nahi jata
pyaar karke koi jatay ye zaruri to nahi
King For A Day
I'm resting here quite regally,
