Kya kabhi itna tute ho Ghalib...
Ki katra katra bikhre par siskiyan bhi nahi nikli?

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My Nani used to speak.
Sweeter than honey.
Now everytime I listen to it,
I feel at home.
I feel at peace.
Like nothing can go wrong.
And even if it does go wrong
And my life fall into chaos,
I know where to go and find my home again.

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Iss syahi se kaale andhere ki subha kahan hai?
Aur agar tune nahi likha mere hisse mein aftaab aye khuda,
Toh bata...
Mere hisse ka chand kahan hai?

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Aaj aaine mein khudko dekhkar phir wahi sawal kiya,
Khud se itni karahat mumkin kaise hai?

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Duniya se nahi
Khud se haar kar
tuta hoon mai,
Bikhra hoon mai...
Aur khudko samet ne ka,
Ab dil nahi hai...

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I don't know what I want anymore,
I don't know who I was, who I am and what I'll become,
No, really,
I know what's right what I have to do to survive,
I know I just have to endure silently like I did all these while,
I know what's at stake if I don't do it their way,
Yet, yet my heart is burning asking me not to do what I use to,
Making me believe that I have a chance,
A chance that calling me to break free of this mundane cycle of life,
To break free and be more,
To break free and find myself,
The very self I lost along the way,
The very self I want to be once more,
The very self that I am but at the same time I am not,
Should I listen to my callings, listen to my heart?

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वो कहती थी दूरियां अपनों से कौन चाहता है,
पर साथ आने कि वजह भी तो जरूरी है,
उसे अब कौन बताए कि साथ आने कि साथ चाहने कि,
कोई वजह होती नहीं वजह बनानी पड़ती है...

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Zamana
uske tode
vaadon ka
khata banakar,

Usse hisaab
mangta raha,

Aur voh
Khuda se
apne tute
sapno ki gawahi...

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कशमकश में हैं वो...
कदम आगे बढ़ाए या पिछे खिंच कर
फिर एक मर्तबा कैद कर लें
ख़ुद को खुदी में...
क्योंकि इस बार भी अगर दिल के टुकड़े हुए
तो उन्हें समेटने में एक उम्र गुजर जाएगी...

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Use kya hi zamana azaad karega?
Jo apne andheron ka kaidi hai...

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