May the road rise up to meet you,
may the wind be ever at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face
and the rain fall softly on your fields.
And until we meet again, May God hold
you in the hollow of his hand.
Aaj to bohot khush hoongay aap?
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Kiyon k, barish jo ho rahi hai
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aur barish main to
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sab hi maindak khush hotay hain
How can U tell the rain not 2 fall
when clouds exist?
How can U tell the leaves not 2 fall
when wind exist?
How can U tell me not 2 fall in friendship
when U exist.
ik raat hoi barsaat bohat
main royaa saari raat bohat
har ghum tha zamaanay ka lekin
main tanha tha us raat bohat
phiraankh say ik saawan barsa
jab seher hoi to khayaal aaya
woh baadal kitna tanha tha
jo barsa saari raat bohat
There is no color in the rain
It’s only water, wet and plain.
It makes damp spots upon my book
And splashes on my new dress, look!
But puddles, in the rainy weather,
Glisten like a peacock’s feather.