Na hai yeh paana
Na khona he hai
Tera na hona jaane
Kyun hona he hai
Tumse he din hota hai
Surmayi shaam aati hai
Tumse he tumse he
Har ghadi saans aati hai
Zindagi kehlati hai
Tum se he tum se he
Na hai yeh paana
Na khona he hai
Tera na hona jaane
Kyun hona he hai
Aankhon mein ankhen teri
Bahoon mein baahein teri
Mera na mujhme kuch raha hua kya
Baaton mein baatein teri
Raatein saugatein teri
Kyun tera sab yeh ho gaya hua kya
Mein kahin bhi jata hoon
Tumse he mil jata hoon
Tumse he tumse he
Shor mein khamoshi hai
Thodi se behoshi hai
Tumse he tumse he
Aadha sa wada kabhi
Aadhe se zayada kabhi
Je chahe karlun iss tarah wafa ka
Chode na chote kabhi
Tode na toote kabhi
Jo dhaga tumse jud gaya wafa ka
Mein tera sarmaya hoon
Jo bhi mein ban paya hoon
Tumse he tumse he
Raste miljate hai
Manzile miljati hai
Tumse he tumse he
Na hai yeh paana
Na khona he hai
Tera na hona jaane
Kyun hona he hai.
Lyrics by Irshad Kamil. Music by Pritam.
Dedicated to my wife! :)
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Friday, November 21, 2008
Monday, November 3, 2008
I miss you
I miss you; when I wake up every morning,
As much as I do even when I am snoring.
As much as I do even when I am snoring.
I miss you; when I get ready for work,
Not finding my stuff feels like a dork.
I miss you; when I unpack my lunch,
Not making me feel even to munch.
I miss you; want your voice on the phone,
But all I get now is a stupid dial-tone.
I miss you; when I get back home,
Only waiting is my bed’s foam.
I miss you; your side is empty,
Sleeping now feels like humpty-dumpty.
I miss you; my wife, my friend,
Comon, bring this distance to an end.
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