हम तुम्हारे फोन का इंतज़ार करते है <
I see you in my thoughts and dreams.
When I awake, how real it seems.
You aren't
The Stuff I Served My Teacher A New Beginning Chand Ko Dekhkar Bhi Subha Nhi Hoti, Dard Ka Pinjar Bna Hai, Mera Suna Janha, Kit Desh Hame Deta Hain Sab Kuchh देश लूटने की खातिर पग-पग पर दुश्मन बै Silent Noon Missing A Friend When I'm Locked Up Another month has come, But you're still so far away. You're always in my heart Sometimes I get lonely Instagram, Twitter, Facebook Always connecting but not con
The stuff I served my teacher
was pretty, fairly gross!
Like rotten eggs and lumpy milk
Something happened to me when our relationship died,
Something happened to me right when we said
Desh hame deta hai sab kuchh
Hum bhi to kuchh dena sikhen
Suraj hame roshni deta
Hawa
Your hands lie open in the long fresh grass,--
...The finger-points look through like rosy blooms
