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Zindagi ke pal, Rakesh ke sang...


The below song/whatever-you-want-to-call-it is a dedication to my fiancé, Rakesh. On his request I’ve made an attempt at writing in Hindi! Not that I don’t know Hindi, it’s just been so long since I wrote anything in my national language that the flow of writing is broken!

However, I hope whoever reads this has only basic knowledge of the language; else they’ll probably find too many errors.

Goes like this…

Kuch tanha se baethe the hum
Yunhi soche kab aayenge voh
Mudke dekha jab yunhi humne
Samne humare khade the voh

Zindagi ke yeh pal bade yaad aate hain
Zindagi ke kuch pal muskura jate hain

Ruthne manane se fursat kaha
Ki chan baatein bhi hum karle
Aapko apne kaam se fursat kaha
Ki hum dil bhi thoda bharle

Zindagi ke yeh pal bade yaad aate hain
Zindagi ke kuch pal muskura jate hain

Shopping to hum harooz karte
Lekin paise deta kaun?
Shikayat bhi hum harooz karte
Lekin humari sunta kaun?

Zindagi ke yeh pal bade yaad aate hain
Zindagi ke kuch pal muskura jate hain

Mile to humme kai lekin
Mar baethe hum tum-pe
Tum to bade batameez nikle
Mar baethe tum hum-pe

Zindagi ka woh pal sabse haseen hain
Zindagi ka woh pyar aaj bhi kareeb hain

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