Without worry I do not know I possess a mind
Then is it wrong that I live a life of pain and worry?
The world around is so seceretive
What do the trees hide from me?
Why does breeze has a sensual touch of love,
Why everything real seems so banal on front of this unseen, unknown
Shall I leave all for a promise of secrecy which the world offers?
But then why the heart says, that’s the way.
Raasta hee jab rehnbar hai
Rehbar kee talash kyon hai
Maujood hai sari haazaten
Phir Ye kashmakasn kyon hai
Ho chuke jab unke hum
Intzaar e ishaara kyun hai
Smajh mein jab itna kuch
Janne mein hichak kyon hai
Azal
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