The cold that made me crave for the warmth of my blanket is long gone, And all I wake up to now is the heat of the sun pulsating through the air, Making me desire the cool rain and wind of the monsoon
A bad dream, A silent prayer, An entire morning of contemplating, A whole afternoon of doubt, An evening raising questions, A night instigating further, This day was heavy in all possible ways.
Zindagi mein zyaada kuch nahi chahiye, Bas, ek dost, Jo ghanto tak saari baatein sun le, samjh le, Kabhi pahaado par saath chal le, Toh kabhi maidaano mein chauke-chakke dekhke uski charcha kar le, Zi
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