चूड़ियों के बीच तेरी गुस्से भरी आवाज
tune kuchh bhi na kaha ho jaise,
mere hi dil ki sada ho jaise,
yoon teri yaad se
The wind whistles past my ears.
Closing my eyes, I lose all my fears.
The waves c
Music is the ocean
That pulls me to the shore.
Music is the rhythm
That m
Life is like an old house; it gets used,
worn-out and old.
Then it's time to move
You may see me struggle,
but you won't see me fall.
Regardless if
एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )
Aaj fir humari nazare mili
Vo mujhe dekhkar muskurane lagi
Uske hotho ki hasi muj
The Stuff I Served My Teacher RAB SE APNE TERI KHUSHI MANGI HAI..... RAB SE APNE TERI KHUSHI MANGI HAI..... BASS MILE WHO JAMANA JO TUMNE CHAHA
The stuff I served my teacher
was pretty, fairly gross!
Like rotten eggs and lumpy milk
