"Raat Gaye"
hum sochte rahe, Raat Gaye
Kyun itni laparwahe, Raat Gaye
Hum sochte rahe, Raat Gaye
Ik bechaini c raat gaye
hum sochte rahe Raat Gaye
Jo sath thy wo chor gaye
hum sochte rahe Raat Gaye
Jo sath thy wo q chor gaye
raat gaye, ehsaas naye
andaz jo thy wo badal gaye
raat gaye, khuwab naye
ankhon mein anso chor gaye
raat gaye, kyun yaad rahe

Originally written on 26/05/2005.

Hum khud ko ek raat, phir yuhi ek baar, bhool gaye.
Aap nahin to aap ka yaad dilaana hi phir bhool gaye.

Ab to yeh bedaad-e-yaad waqt ke saath sehte sehte,
Khud se daad-e-dard ki umeed-e-intizaar bhool gaye.

Kabhi dhoond te the hum bhi ma'anee apni wajood me,
Lekin raat hui to wajood ka ma'ana hi ab bhool gaye.

Chale the hum na jaane kaha apni ehatimaam-e-yaad ko.
Is ehsaas ne humme roka ke hum gham-e-gharaz bhool gaye.

Humare baat karne par karte hain humare jeene ki tasali.
Koi toh samjhaye ke jeete jeete hum jeena bhool gaye.

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One night, once again, I’ve forgotten myself.
You’re not here so I’ve even forgotten your reminders.

Now after putting up with this injustice of memory, over time
I’ve forgotten to wait for the hope of a justice of sorrow, from myself.

Once I used to search for meanings within my identity
But now when night falls, I’ve forgotten the very meaning of my identity.

I don’t know where I was going to sort out my memories,
But this realisation stopped me that I’ve forgotten the very purpose of my sorrow.

By talking about me, they assure themselves that I am alive.
Somebody explain to them that even though I’m alive, I’ve forgotten how to live.

Wo bhi kya din the,
Jab dost bhut the,
mann laga rehta tha,
din bana rehta tha,
hum bade hote gaye,
dost kam hote gaye,
kuch khaas bach gaye,
kuch khaas bhi badal gaye,
hum soch soch ke thak gaye,
ki kya galti kar gaye,
par jab ye sab samajh gaye,
tab tak **** guzar gaye,
fir ek naya mod aaya,
aur hum chalte chale gaye.
kuch khaas ko yaad kar,
kuch khaas ko bhul kar,
hum bhi aage bhadte chale gaye.

a pretext to the international audience..i am posting this as my rendition of the infamous tales of friendship turned love times...i tried to translate it into the universal language but it would fail to do justice . Yet if there is someone who would like to still understand what this will all be about ..message me and i shall give u the essence..happy reading :)


-----------dost ya zadda?----------------
ek ladka aur ladki kabhi dost nahi ** sakte,
keh gaye buzarg sab,nahi samajhti peedia
kis baat ka hai sharmana aab, par kaisi hai ye deewangi , jo dikhati mujhe pyaar aur tumhe dosti kitne kam samaye me hum kahan se kahan pohonch gaye , aur iss douran ham ek dusre ko kitna samajh gaye. tumhari bechaini samjhane ki , aur meri shiddat tumhe samajhne ki, chaand aata ,tehelta aur chala jata par hum na soote,jab log jaagte hum soote ,kya din the voh. in mukhauto ke peeche chupi jo asliat thi,jo unchui thi ,tum chu gaye , aur bass dil me bas gaye mahine guzar gaye aur kuch kehne ko dil chahta hai , par kya ye sahi rasta hai? kya ye mujhe aapne ghar pohoncha dega , ya banjara chod dega? najaane kab ye faisale aagay aur mujhe tumse door legaye jis dosti me aaj tak kuch nahi chipa ..aaj usme tijoria hai ... aaj usme gussa hai ,aag hai.. aaj isme gussa hai.