Ishq ki aisi hararat hui hai, Jaise sardi mein dhoop ki baarish hui hai, Dil behisab hokar kiske liye nazmein likhta hai, Labon par aaj...

Waakif hai uske har rukh se, Dil mein khalish fir yeh kyun hai, Talab thi jiski baaho ki, Aaj uski hi kami fir kyun hai, Bezubaan dil ke...

I’ve taken your name so many times that it has become a ritual you follow to impress Gods. Albeit, Gods can be impressed, not you. —...