Ek waqt tha jab thode se kaam chal jaata tha

Aaj jahaan kum padta hai

Halki si muskaan chehre pe laane mein

Lamba samay lagta hai

Kal socha tha ki kaash kal aaj jaisa ho

Aaj sochta hoon ki kal main kitna chota sochta tha

Jaane kyun ye bhool jaata hoon

Ki kabhi kabhi chota sochna hi accha hota hai

Halki si muskaan chehre pe laane mein

Lamba samay lagta hai

Naam hai, paisa hai

Uske bina bhi sab kuch khasa badhiya hai

Phir bhi koi toh baat hogi usmein 

Jo sab kuch kaam chalau lagta hai 

Halki si muskaan chehre pe laane mein

Lamba samay lagta hai

Badal jaaonga toh duniya bura maanegi

Phir se wohi ban jaaoonga

Toh woh kaunsa pehchanegi

Badalne mein nahi, janaab aaj kal samjhane mein waqt lagta hai

Halki si muskaan chehre pe laane mein

Lamba samay lagta hai

Kal hi ki baat hai

Maa ne poocha beta tu theek toh hai naa

Maine kaha nahi

Usne haan suna lagta hai

Halki si muskaan chehre pe laane mein

Lamba samay lagta hai

Silence

Between the lines

You will find the real story

Crowded by words

Concealed by meaning

It spells doubts

But also utters hope

Stays until the midnight

And then slowly starts leaving

It is the opposite of everything

When she says it is nothing

Between the lines

You will find the real story


One behind the smiley

Appearing after the sorry  

The Sunflower

She is a sunflower catching butterfly

Dancing with the breeze, waiting for sunrise

Her lips are sealed, her movement subtle

Maybe it’s her, maybe it’s the lover

Like a long winding road that takes a sudden turn

She smiles broadly but mostly without a reason

She doesn’t care, but worries a lot

Of what’s coming, she also sees all that’s gone

She is not the one to hide

She tells this to herself and twice

And as the evening beckons, the butterfly wanders away

Her arms stretched can no more touch him again

So as the day wields its last drop of light

Staring at the setting sun she tells herself –

One more night

By Billy Joel

She can kill with a smile, she can wound with her eyes.
And she can ruin your faith with her casual lies.
And she only reveals what she wants you to see.
She hides like a child, but she's always a woman to me.

She can lead you to love, she can take you or leave you.
She can ask for the truth but she'll never believe.
And she'll take what you'll give her as long as it's free.
Yeah, she steals like a thief, but she's always a woman to me.

Oooh, she takes care of herself.
She can wait if she wants, she's ahead of her time.
Oooooh, and she never gives out, and she never gives in,
She just changes her mind.

And she'll promise you more than the Garden of Eden.
And she'll carelesly cut you and laugh while you're bleeding.
But she'll bring out the best and the worst you can be.
Blame it all on yourself, cause she's always a woman to me.

Oooh, she takes care of herself.
She can wait if she wants, she's ahead of her time.
Oooooh, and she never gives out, and she never gives in,
She just changes her mind.

She is frequently kind and she's suddenly cruel.
But she can do as she pleases, she's nobody's fool.
And she can't be convicted, she's earned her degree.
And the most she will do is throw shadows at you,
But she's always a woman to me.

The depth of friendship is equal to the number of seconds one takes before saying no to a friend, for a task that is impossible to do.

That

Yes I know

I never should have said that

And of many things

That I regret

You know it was never that

Poor man with a rich past

How can he ever regret that

Lots is lost

And in losing a lot found

I still wonder

How come I ever found that

Wish had a little more of it

But then a moment has only a moment

How could I have ever stolen more than that

But I want to tell you

That we shall relive again

After all we all have two lives, don’t we?

Two lives -

One of this

And one of that

Lost and found

And then lost again

I am only hoping

Centuries have passed

And for once

The world has changed

I am hoping

The stations look different

More of red less of yellow

And when asking for wrong directions

You meet the right fellow

I am hoping

The cabbies smile more often

And there be no urchins at the signal

But when you find a poor soul

There is time enough to mingle

I am hoping

Coke and Pepsi and all their soda factories

Get sued out of production

With ample supply of tea and coffee

But no addiction

I am hoping

The Tsotsi and boys have the same future

As Brian and boys from Manhattan

And when they look at the ocean blue skies

They don’t look for the weekly ration

I am hoping

It rains on hot summer’s day

And it snow every winter

And when Santa shows up

He is minus the candy, plus the beer

I am hoping

The fashion shows

Go out of fashion forever

With not one glass that reflects

Or an inch of a mirror

I am hoping

Every failure is rejoiced

And passing becomes uncool

And there is no pressure to work

Right after the end of school

Away from the dusts of time

Away from the words too

More than anything else in the world

I am hoping that you find me that one place

Where even life has not a clue