chand ka tukra
dhoop may badal
jheel ka pani
June ki baarish
subha ka taRka
shaam ka kajal
mehek zamee’n ki
raat ki rani
gaati koyal
nae kahani
penchi, jungle, dolat, pesa
koe nahi hai MAA jesa…
mohabat aesa derya hai
k baarish rooth bhi ja a
to pani kum nahi hota!
I am like an Open Book Except for the few pages of my past, My life is an empty book. It takes the shape of a mystery, To me it does at least. For I cannot tell what happens next, Too many cliffhangers and too much suspense. But its clues all lead eventually to the same place, Unfortunately it does not say where. It only says get the next book, For in this one you’ ve ran out of room.