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A Choice Is Mine

Life may not let me select my lot,

But whether I'd be happy or not...

That is my

saikil ke pahiy fir se ghumay

चलो फिर से बच्चे बन जाते हैं

लौट कर

Why I Chose You

I've always underestimated myself,

Always tried to humble myself,

But when it cam

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

Enough Hurting Those Who Love You

Wondering why you have so much hate

Before you see it will be too late

Trying to

I Love You Well

I wish not to love you much,

Only to love you well.

Much is but a quantity,

I Couldn't Pretend

Friends indeed,

Together we will succeed.

Our dreams will come true,

Fore

DESH BHAKT

अमरपुरी से भी बढ़कर के जिसका गौरव-गान

Hum bhi mohabbat karte the

Jab tere shahar mein raha karte the,

Hum bhi chup chap jiya karte the,

Aankhon me

A Thing Called Love

You know the thing... right?

The thing that makes you feel good

The thing that ma