Under dramatic skies, With quick winds, He stands on his terrace watching, The rain pour, Until his eyes see her, On another terrace, Few...

Ek naam jo atka hua hai, Zehan mein kal se yun, Kyu yaad aa raha hai, Achanak se tu?

We are meant for mornings with good light, To moonless nights, With conversations plenty, And sleep scanty. We are meant for places with...