What you are if you’re not who you are while you stand in front of the mirror, unappreciated of what you see, look or feel. What you are...

It hurts, Somewhere for sure, No one knows where, And why. It hurts, Some times for sure, No one knows for how long, And why. It hurts,...

I sit under the shade, Of the banyan tree, You told me about, Years ago when we were in love. I sit under the shade today, Remembering...

Aaj na jaane kyu mann ko, Baarish ki khwaish hai, Dil ko fir ek, Aaj tumse guzarish hai, Ki ab toh laut aao, Jaan-e-zindagi mein, ...

In matters of hate, Or just unavoidable differences, People tend to hurt each other, Maybe unintentionally. The world seems on the other...