Maa
Ye unchi unchi imarto
Wale shehar
Jag mag or roshan
Dhunda teri ankho ki chamak ko isme
Milta hi nahi
Ye shor or ye bheed
Boht dhunda teri baton wali raunak ko
Ghum thi kahi
Ek shor mere man me thi
Khamoshi lab par
Bada sard he mausam yha ka
Teri hatho wali garmi miti hi nahi

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Bat itni si he par bat boht he
Dil k gharo mai rat boht he
Mene koshish ki boht
Khud ko na kho doo is bheed me
Apne ansu b chupa lu
Hasta hua chehra rakhkar
Aj chalak hi gye
Mere dil mai jazbat boht he
Kisi ne sunne ki koshish hi
Na ki mujhe
Lagta h mere halat galat he
Ilzam har shaks ne
Lagaya mujpar
Shayad meri hi har bat galat e

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Usse koi shikayat tabhi nhi ki
Maine kabhi
Wo der zrur karta he
Deta wahi he jo mere hak me hota hai

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Bas yuhi bethe bethe ye khyal ata hai
Kya tujhe b meri kami
Kabhi mehsoos hoti hai
Kabhi tera bhi man hua ho
Mujhe gale se lagane ka
Or gale lagakar
Dil ka hal batane ka
Bas yuhi bethe bethe ye khyal ata hai
Kya tujhe b meri kami
Kabhi mehsoos hoti hai
Kabhi bheed mai yuhi kya
Udaas hua hai tu?
Haste haste yad ayi
Or yad karke roya hai tu?
Bas yuhi bethe bethe ye khyal ata hai
Kya tujhe b meri kami
Kabhi mehsoos hoti hai
Wese to ek waqt tu bat mujhse
Krta zaroor hai
Par yuhi bin bat ke
Kbhi kya kami meri khalti h
Kbhi bewajah ese bat karne ko
Rooh teri karti hai??!
Bas yuhi bethe bethe ye khyal ata hai
Kya tujhe b meri kami
Kabhi mehsoos hoti hai

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Enjoy the little things that life brings
Coz Happiness lies there in
Happiness is when you
Are loved unconditionally
Happiness is when
You have your favourite cake
Happiness is when you
Sing that song aloud
Happiness is when
You dance your heart out
Enjoy the little things that life brings
That is when your life begins

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As an adult i look back at times when I enjoyed so many little things. That little house of sand, my treasure of toys my doll and her house. A piece of chalk and my imaginary world. I used to imagine a lot.Nothing has changed in between. I have an imaginary world today too. But the difference is that I have stopped thinking my imaginary world will be my true world.In real life all of us at sometimes compromised and thought that its all in fate. And slowly slowly I have stopped imagining my world.I accept whatever life gives me.These too little things sometimes become too much for someone.

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Knit me in your love
Its like a crazy cold day
Bring me the warmth
Hold me till i wish to
And don't let me go
I need to tell u so much
I need to feel your loving touch
Knit me in ur love
Its like a crazy cold day

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Dear diary
I miss myself sometimes.The older me and the happier me In all that time I used to wait for him, always asked for his time.I respected the space between us and distance between us.He never had that much time.But now I realize a void between us.I don't know about him but I can sense this change in me .I never thought this will happen.I could not talk to him like before.I didn't want to.I am sad but I don't want to tell him.I have got a sudden fear.Has the distance creeped in .!!??

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How strange is that feeling of extreme love and not being able to express it .Its just like some shackles which are surrounding you.Its the worst feeling.May be my heart is waiting for a word of love too.Its been watching you and waiting for your love too.The love that I deserve.But sometimes I feel like You are not in love and I am only a responsibility or a relationship and sometimes just a duty to be fulfilled.I never imagined it like this.May be thats why Now i just want to keep quiet.I have started looking things into different manner.I no longer crave for your voice and your love .I guess its my duty too to be happy with whatever i get .And yes in this chaos I continue to love you but now no expectations and no strings.I will be happy and content with love you bring to me and will not ask you for anything more than that.But I will never be the same person I was.

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