Maa ke hath se bane hue tiffin ko hum ab bhi nahin bhul paate hain
“Maa teri har ek fikra, tera zikra khud kohar pal karate hain.”
Le chalo koi mujhe us dagar, jahan ham wapis bacche ban jate hain
Kyo ham bade hokar apne hi bado par chillane lag jate hain
अलबेलों की इस धरती के त्योहार भी हैं
I get this funny feeling way down deep inside.
My hands begin to shake whenever she walks
I remember when I was small and cool,
I was always playing truant from school.
My
Swatantrata ka samay ab aaya hai !
Uth mere veer javan uth,
Uth mere veer javan uth,
Lahlahaati is dharti me aaj,
Speak The Language Of Your Heart
Each day we wake is such a gift;
No moment's guaranteed.
Tomorrow isn't promised,
Who are you?
Where is the guy that I once knew?
Where did my friend go
an
I wish not to love you much,
Only to love you well.
Much is but a quantity,
मैं अकेला कब था ,मैं था और मेरी तनहाई थ
Just Who You Are Its Important
You've got quite an easy style
with a tender heart to match,
and how you'd wear a
Hands starting to sweat.
Next thing you know, your palms are wet.
It gets harder
