Main ghadi nahi pehenta...
Samay se kuch khas rishta raha nahi mera...
Waqt ki dehliz par kabhi tik nahi paya...
Waqt par kabhi pahunch nahi paya...
Waqt par na he kabhi khaya aur na he soya...
Waqt ki kadar karna mujhe nahi aaya...
Shayad isliye jin lamho ko khul ke jeeya...
Woh pal bhi jaldi tham sa gaya...
Pariksha mein jab bhi baitha...
Samay ki kami mehsus hui hamesha...
Samay par likh kar khatam karna mujhe nahi aaya...
Sahi waqt pe jo kaam karna chaha...
Bewaqt usi kaam ko acche se nibhaya...
Zindagi mein jis shaksh ke judne ka intezar raha...
Us samay ki seema ko bhi laangh kar chala aaya...
Shayad isliye meri kalai me ghadi kabhi sajti nahi...
Shayad isliye waqt mere sath kabhi nahi judta...
Main ghadi nahi pehenta...
Main ghadi nahi pehenta...

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Woh maa jo har hafte...
Apni beti ki rah dekhti hai...
Woh maa jo apni beti se...
Bohot pyar karti hai...
Woh maa jinka chehra...
Apni beti ko dekhte he khil uthta hai...
Woh maa jinka har pal...
Apni beti ke sath bohot tezi se katta hai...
Woh maa jinhe apni beti ki khushi sabse pyari hai...
Woh maa jinka dhan daulat ab bas unki beti he hai...
Woh maa jab hafta khatam hote he dukhi ho jati hai...
Apni beti ke alvida kehne par mann he mann roti hai...
Woh maa jo apni beti pe naaz karti hai...
Apne sar ka taj apni beti ko batati hai...
Woh maa jo bas apni beti ke liye jeeti hai...
Jo bas apni beti ke liye jeeti hai...

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Socha toh kabhi bhi humne yeh nahi tha...
Ke chai ko alvida kehne wala...
Us chai ko fir se chhu ke yaadein bana lega...
Yaadein jo kuch aisi bani ke roz banti gayi...
Chahe woh Sarma Sweets ke honey biscuits...
Ya Yewale me mile woh dost...
Jise dekha toh aaina dikh jata tha...
Jisne hume apne gham me shaamil kiya tha...
Aur phir Kadak Chai me milne wala woh chatur banda...
Jisne taarifon ke pul bandh ke do logo ko chalaki se phasaya tha...
Lekin baarish ne jis din hume Radhika Sweets tak pahuncha diya...
Ubalte huwe chai ki us khubsurat tasveer se roobaroo kar dia...
Kisi ko chai me cheeni kam mili...
Toh kisika Chat ka chehra dekh mann ateet me kho gaya...
In palon ki likhawat jane kiski hai...
Har dukaan par kuch anokha dikh jata hai...
In yaadon me jeene ka ek jariya mil jata hai...
Kyunki inhi yaadon me kho ke...
Kisi din humare chehre par khushi ayegi...
Yeh pal jab tham jayega toh ankhen nam hogi...
Phir kisi din hum kisi se kahenge...
Humne chai peena chhod dia hai...
Humne chai ko phir se alvida keh dia hai...

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It was emotional to leave behind...
The teacher in me...
Your affection and care wrapped around...
Making me no less than a celebrity...
To guide and scold and love and share...
The moments that i might never again see...
To miss being in the centre of the room...
With all the tiny hopeful eyes looking at me...
To stand in the assembly and listen to the rhythm...
You create is a moment of glee...
The transition of my life has changed...
The colour of my pen from blood to sea...
The day which i will miss the most is Today...
When i was a teacher, in your company, setting myself free...
Setting myself free...

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Mausam ki gustakhi badi zaleem hain...
Apne palko mein aapko shaamil karke...
Hume toh bas satane ki saazish hain...
Apni khubsurti mein aapko shumar karke...
Mohabbat hoti bhi kitni khubsurat hain...
Jab uska rishta aap se judta hain...
Kami toh hamare kismat mein hain...
Jo aap pe tham jane ke wajai...
Aap se hokar guzar jata hain...

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Montuwe jen fulor nisinakoi hepahore fule...

Ketiaba hothat kiba iccha jonmile pur koribole douri gole... 

Nirakhar protisobiye jen dukhore agosi dhore...

Moromor bandhunote ketiaba hoitu taan khai usorole pisoli poriclu…

Kunubai nibisorat kakh sapute jen ugro rupor khonmukhin hoiclu...

Mur morom jen kheidina konmani tur dore hoi pore...

Jar kandunor protitdhwoni khuni khuni jen tumar birokti lagi jai...

Khei morome jen aji bih hoi moromor ful pah morohi pelai...

Ketiaba basi jua morome jodiu tumar zedor agot nijor praan heruai...

Tothapiu mur morome jen bhagori haar namanakoi tumak khodai val pai...

Tumak khodai val pai...

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Mur mon mutolia tumar hubakhot...
Botahok pispelai jen dour logai...
Mur mon vyakul tumar obihone...
Khanti bisari jen tot napai...
Mur mon osthir tumar kakhot...
Kio janu nijor niyontron heruwai...
Mur khomoy aru hridoyor goti...
Ticktickai dhipdhipai jen potokkoi paar hoi jai...
Tumar porokhot moi dithoku...
Khopun buli jiyalu...
Duyu'r major parthoikyo...
Jana xosakoi sini napalu...
Tumar moromor soudikhe...
Jen nijoke heruwai pelalu...
Tumar hridoyot bondi hoi...
Sirojibonor babe tumar hoi golu...
Sirojibonor babe tumar hoi golu...

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Asur...
Doesn't matter how sinful, immoral they are, the rigorous hardwork that they put in meditation melts even the Almighty, who clearly knows that their intentions are evil... Still blesses them with their boons...
A clear example of focused & dedicated hardwork always reaping result...

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The world has stopped...
Though time still runs its course...
Given u moments to spend with family...
To reduce the workaholic overdose...
What remains are silent empty streets...
Where once there used to be clusters...
The air is filtered of harmful residues...
And mother nature shines with lustre...
The stores and supplies do seem to vanish...
And shopping now depended on luck...
A thousand bucks not enough to silence...
The rumbles of empty stomach...
Where lives were lost surpassing a war's capability...
An invisible enemy to take u off the hook...
A situation dreamt of like never before...
Penned down in your history book...
It is nothing but a proof that...
Home has always been a safehouse...
To seek refuge and be patient...
Till time takes it off with its course...
Takes it off with its course...

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Prithibi dhonkho huwar uman jen aji dile coronai...
Prokritik roikhya koribole aan ata roop loi hoitu ahise coronai...
Manuhe lobo pare jibo jontur srenit ussotom sthan...
Tare khujug loi khanti obyahito rokhar asil ahbaan...
Tumak jasisile buddhi pokhu pokhik khonroikhon koribole...
Tumar kunu odhikar nasil okhuror bhekh juri nisthur manobota dekhuabole...
Gutei bisyo't kandunor protitdhwoni jen biopi porile...
Hoitu buji paisa aji kenekua lage pinjiraboddho hole...
Jibon hekh huwar goti jen khorapatot koiu odhik...
Tumar karunamoy dhrisyo nirobe protoikhyo kora dekhisu pokhu pokhik...
Udong nistobdho pothburor bukur bhid jen komil...
Khoporiyale ekeloge kotua khomoy khini anondore bhori poril...
Efale dekhisu nijor kortovyo dhrir nisthare palon kora..
Aanfale dhormor mukha pinhi jen corona'r uddesyo puron kora...
Ene eti dhrisyo kolpona koriu rosa taan...
Probhu pam ne yar pora poritraan...
Hoi nki corona khosakoi kolki tmi??..
Disa nki khosai prithibi dhonkho huwar uman...
Prithibi dhonkho huwar uman...

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