माँ की परोसी थाली,
और पापा के मु से गाली,
दोनो में ही कहां अंतर था।
बहन की वो प्यारी नौटंकी,
और भाई का नौटंकी वाला प्यार,
दोनो में ही कहां अंतर था।
समझ ना आता था बचपन के वो सुनहेरे दिन,
जो कभी हमारे मुट्ठी में था,
अब तो फिसाल सा गया है न जाने किस दिशा में।
और एक यही तो आखिरी याद है सुनाने को ऐ दोस्त,
वर्ना रोटी की इस लढाई,
और जीवन के संघर्षों की पढाई,
दोनो में ही कहां अंतर है।-
Showering on her was I with the drops of fake commitment
To bring her to my cosy corner on dizzy rainy days
Showering on me was she with every drop of her love
To bring herself in my cosy heart to create memories on dizzy rainy nights-
I wish you had noticed me,
When I secretly gazed at the flip of your hairs
I wish you had noticed me,
When I smiled whenever you smiled
I wish you had noticed me,
When I was lost in your eyes
I wish you had noticed me,
When I dreamt of your hand being on mine with flowers wrapped around-
The warmth of her feelings reached my spirit,
As I felt the equivalent in my heart.
Burning were the ashes of desire on either extremities
As lips forbade to act within the limits-
She went unnoticed from my eyes
As she stood out of the queue
But it wasn't late enough for me to realize
The spark she wore in her vibes to make me go on my knees-
Strolling down the path of life,
I remembered the journey I made for others.
My heart started questioning,
Was the Journey worth a life?
The old and shivering hand of my father was all I could feel on my palm,
Who smiled and showed me the truth.
The only truth that we are the charioteers,
Who lead the war of life without a tint of admiration.-
Chal rahe the hum tera hath tham kar
Tum bich safar hi laut gaye
Zaroorat thi Jab teri mujhko
Tum v mun pher gaye-
I walked a million miles
But no one noticed
I struggled a thousand times
But no one cared
I stepped on my first step to success
But now everyone was worried-
Teri har haar ko jeet me badalne ki koshish karne chala tha
Tere har uss raah ko manzil ki aur mod ne chala tha
Fir v tu samajh na paya a dost tere har uss jeet me,
Main hi to tere piche khada tha.-
I miss the warmth of your hands
I miss the smiles that we had
I miss the lap that was my bed
I miss your lovely old face
I wish I could get a chance
To hug you dadu for an instance-