I want to be a leaf, even a green or dry one, fell from the tree, even newly born….and settled under a stone , with grass around and me…..unsafe, vulnerable….scared of wind…..and you came and you have picked me up…….and i don’t want to go anywhere now….
O’ dervish, wake up and dance at dawn! Dance at the eve and in the midnight O’ dervish Sing the songs of love at every door and in every jungle… Let the world see you dancing O’ dervish, put on the musical bangles of love in your feet… and dance
Memory of some and dream of some An exotic evening of love,you tell me and I’ll narrate for you,something like a story.Let’s talk about the colorful weather the art work on your hands and a butterfly.It’s an old story.It’s the same land but we are in different disguise Do you
Tum say milnaa hai chaon ka mausam Jaisay hotaa hai gaoon ka moasum Meeting you is just like the weather of shadow When the spring is on its peak Its just like the weather of country side Where all the roses are fresh And the relation seems alive Where the