Nani ki God

Musafiron ki tarah teri chaukhat pe aana
Khidki se tujhe awaaz lagana
Tere chhote se ghar aur bade se dil mein
Garmiyon ke saari chhuttiyan bitana
Aaj bhi tere chehre ki raunaq yaad hai
Aaj bhi nani, teri godi yaad hai

Tera garam halwa aur naram rotiyan
Chulhe pe dher pakwaan banana
Baitha ke apni chhoti si rasoi me
Vo pyaar se daant ke, niwaale khilana
Aaj bhi tere vo niwaale yaad hain
Aaj bhi nani, teri godi yaad hai

Nanu ke kisson par khul ke hasna
Tere saath baith ke gappe lagana
Us do kamre ke ghar me aakar
Ek ajeeb sa sukoon paana
Aaj bhi teri pyaari thapkiyan yaad hai
Aaj bhi nani, teri godi yaad hai

Ab jaan meri basti hai jisme
Socha tha kabhi khelegi teri god me
Par nanka mera kho gaya kahi
Sheher paraya, waqt vo begana ho gaya kahi
Aaj bhi un galiyon se guzarna yaad hai
Aaj bhi nani, teri godi yaad hai

The Drug

Sometimes when everything in my life seems to be going right, it's strange, really, that I begin craving for melancholy. My mind wanders to the past everytime, thinking about long lost friends, lovers...times gone by... And I think maybe if I could have done things a another way, my life would have been so different. Even though I love being what I am, and doing what I'm doing, its crazy to want to think like this. Its like I'm addicted to being sad, that happiness sits right in front of me, and yet I choose to elude it.