I was waiting for a meet with senior hierarchy in south blockpc of the PA lady tuned an old melody
" jo hum nei apni dastan sunai to aap kaon roi-...tum roi to hum roi dengei..apnei ansuo se bhar deigein sari khudai.."
the english version is somewhat like this:
why your eyes are wet on listening to
what happened over the life
If your eyes remained pensive
I shall fill the universe with my tears
I was aghast at my own feelings
I simply dislike old melody-serious songs
to the extent of instinctive aversion
but I did wonder
the truth is as fresh today
probably the tears has gone inside thro' nostrils'/eye pores'
but why
my heart stirred me up
I was looking for the alibi
and looking straight at your office thro' the window
how palacious houses become historic
to the heart and brain together
probably I felt for the first time
my nerves did ask
are you in love
I looked around
my time to meet the officials
it asked hurry up
there are too many points to discuss
source: shipra.v
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