When we converse, it's just surface stuff;
We say some words, but is it enough?
We get along; we rarely fight,
But where is the spark, the joy, the delight?
We're settled into the same routine;
Sometimes I'd like to flee this scene.
Everything's easy; we don't have it rough,
But sometimes I wonder: Is it enough?
Dosti ka rista hota hai khas ,
Jo hota hai her kisi ke pas .
Jo deti hai har kada
जितना भी अच्छा कर लो दोस्तो के लिए
How did this happen I continue to ask?
As I get online waiting for time to pass
Y
क्यों यह दुनिया दूसरे से इतनी ज्यादा
कैसी उठी है दिल में, शरारत नई-नई…२
Life and death; without one there cannot be the other.
For some, it's short, but they liv
साथ हमारा हो ना हो,लेकिन मिलना तो बस म
नन्ही सी आंखें और मुड़ी हुई उंगलियां
When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I
Aapse itni door hone ke bawjud
Hum to aapko har roz dekha karte hai
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