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.
I am sure it is a great mistake always to
know enough to go in when it rains. One
may keep snug and dry by such knowledge,
but one misses a world of loveliness.
pyar karne wale aankho ki bat samajh lete hain
khawabo me mil jaye to mulakat samajh lete hain
rota to aasma bhi hai pyar ke liye
par afsos log use barsat samajh lete hain
in barisho se adab-e-mohobbat seekho faraz,
agar ye ruth b jayen to barasti bohot hain,
barasti to hain garaz k sath,
magar tanhai me tarsati bahut hain...
Baarish ki bunde deewana banaye,
tan ko bhigoye mann ki aag bhadkaye,
aaj jai sajan dur humare waqt ki baat hai,
par dil ko hum kaise samjhaye.
Labon par aye woh naam ho tera,
bheju jo woh paigaam ho tera,
aankhein jo dekhe woh khawab ho tera,
dhadkan kare jiska intezar woh intezar ho tera
May you always have walls for the winds,
a roof for the rain, tea beside the fire,
laughter to cheer you,
those you love near you and all your heart
might desire
Heard the rhythm of the raindrops
Dripping to the ground.
Heard the rhythm of the raindrops
Dropping all around.
Heard the rhythm of the raindrops
Drumming on the rafter.
Heard the rhythm of the raindrops
Drowning out our laughter.
Ek aadmi apni biwi ka antim sanskar kar ke Ghar ja raha tha
ke achanak bijli Chamki, Badal garje, Zor se barish(rain) shuru hoi,
Aadmi bola lagta hai pahunch gai.
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