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
किसी पेड़ की छाँव में किसी की राह त
Aasman mei iss aadhe-adhure chand ke sath
Dil ke dar-o-deewar mei dard utar aaya hai
No words could ever tell you,
No action could express
The way I feel about you.
MERI JAAN MENE TUMSE KABHI KAHA NAHI
Main karta hun pyar tujhase bohot meri jaan
Magar tere jawabo ki chadar se darta hun
हे तीन रंग का तेरा परिधान हम हैं तेरे
Love is a mystery
never to be solved
when two people have a history
and a
Sorry
It is a word
It has no substance
I cannot hold it
Nor can I
संकट अपना बाल सखा है, इसको कठ लगाओ
Baby, I guess it was never meant to be.
I miss what we used to be,
but baby, can'
