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Changing The Past

The past is the past for a reason.

That is where it is supposed to stay,

But some

me fariyad karta hun

मैं लिखता हूँ,

कागज और कलम से प्यार

After The Party

It's getting late, I must go

I had a beer where did it go

I had to pee. I know it

NAA CHAHAT KA KOI NAAM HOTA HAI.....

NAA CHAHAT KA KOI NAAM HOTA HAI..... 

NAA USKA KOI PATA HOTA HAI.......

BADA

Regret And Pain

Here I am, stumbling down the street

The rain's pouring down

I'm staring at my fe

dosti ka wishwaas

prrem or tyaag ke dhage se juda hota hai,

ek vishwas dosti kaa!

duniyan ke sabhi

EK BAAR HIMAT JUTAYA BHI

एक बार हिम्मत जुटाया भी

लेकिन मात �

Lovers
You were glad to-night: and now you’ve gone away.
Flushed in the dark, you put your dreams to b

Best Kinds

The best kinds of people are warm and kind.

They are always there and they never mind.

kuchh pal ki bate

कोई मैं में उलझा है तो कोई तू उलझा है