Crescent Whirlwind

Seasons come and seasons go, years pass like minutes People come and people go, we live our life in units Memories of the past often overshadowed by routine Gone are the days when friends used to be the Bulletin A l'il time we actually give to ourselves While running behind everything, And that's the point Life starts becoming boring....

Jindagi itni tanha na hoti, agar hamari kabhi unse mulaqathi hui na hoti, Har pal un yadonke ehsas mein khoye rahete hai hum, aur hamari khamoshi toh, unse na milke hi kinare ho jati... Kisiki dosti nasha ban jaye, itni beqrari hum mein nahin, lekin hamara nasha chadhnewalebhi, iss duniya mein kam nahin... Ankhonse sapne chura gaya koi, Mann mein sailab de gaya koi, Iss mukam mein na jane kitne Manzar aake chale gaye, lekin aasuonko bhulana na sikha paya koi... Hamari jindagi aaj palke jhukake khadi hai lekin intazar khatmahi nahin hota, Ek ikrar sunane ke liye jeete rahe puri jindagibhar lekin woh izharbhi pura nahin hota, Nakam jindagi jeeneki toh mano aadatsi ho gayee hai, Ki ab hum jinda hai ye ehsas bhi nahin hota...