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
BEWAJAH HUM MOHABBAT KARTE THE
Aankhein jo khuli thi to unhe apne kareeb paya naa tha
Kabhi they ruh mein shamil aaj unk
He's tired of the pain.
He's tired of every lie.
He's tired of the countless nigh
A sparkling flame uploading your name
I had no time for a foolish game
<मुझे अपनी जान बना लो,
अपना अहसास बन
Preheat the oven of love
With plenty of secrets and hugs.
Mix in g
As I sit in my corner and think about your lies,
I have nothing else to do but break down
It's an unexplained feeling that we all hope to find
That wonderful feeling that seems to
क्या मुझसे मिलने आयी हो? कह दो ना तुम,
Nothing Like A Fifth Grade Crush
There's nothing like a fifth-grade crush.
When you see that girl it's such a rush.
<Meri Jaana Yaad To Tumko Meri Aati Hogi Na...?
Meri Yaado Se Kabhi Tu Bhi To Sarmati Hogi
