Meri Chahat Ko Chahe Musibat Kehna,
Apni Nazar Ko Mere Liye Nafrat Kehna,
Par Akele Me Jab Ansoo Bhari Aankhe
Meri Yaad Dilaye,
To Jaan Use Meri Mohabbat Kehna.
In country and R&B, there's much more of that division between writers and performers, and that's where you see more of those [crossover] songs, but you don't get a lot of that coming out of the more pop and rock side of things.
Phir kahin door se ek baar sajaa do mujko,
Meri tanhai ka ehsaas dilaa do mujhko,
Tum to chand ho tumhe meri zaroorat kyaa hai,
Main diya hoon kisi chaukhat par jala do mujko...
Then the Parson might preach, & drink, & sing, And we'd be as happy as birds in the spring; And modest dame Lurch, who is always at Church, Would not have bandy children, nor fasting, nor birch.
Aapki Aisi Baatein Hume Pagal
Banati Hai, Hum Hosh Me Aayen
Kaise Ye Koi Jaadu Jagati Hai.
Na Rehta Hai Dil Kaabu Me Na
Hi Saans Kaabu Aati Hai, Teri
Aankhon Me Dekh Ke Hume Haya
Aati Hai. . .!
Saamne Na Ho Toh Tarasti Hai Aankhein
Yaad Me Teri Barasti Hai Aankhein
Mere Liye Na Sahi, Inke Liye Hi Aa Jaaya Karo
Tumse Bepanah Mohabbat Karti Hai Yeh Aankhein
What monstrous absurdities and paradoxes have resisted whole batteries of serious arguments, and then crumbled swiftly into dust before the ringing death-knell of a laugh!
वो बेवफा हमारा इम्तेहा क्या लेगी…
मिलेगी नज़रो से नज़रे
तो अपनी नज़रे ज़ुका लेगी…
उसे मेरी कबर पर दीया मत
जलाने देना…
वो नादान है यारो…
अपना हाथ जला लेगी.
It is easier to be a lover than a husband for the simple reason that it is more difficult to be witty every day than to say pretty things from time to time.