Dunya bhe ajeeb hai.
When things are in the pocket, people never care.
When humans are touchable, they call touching nonreligious.
When a human is alive, they never respect.
When he is gone, they respect his words, his clothes, and miss his presence.
When its raining, they hide in their rooms and avoid getting wet.
When its dry, they ask the God for mercy and showers.
When one is meters away, they have walls.
When one is gone, they feel his presence.
Aur main khud bhe ajeeb hoon......
When I wanted to touch a gem, the gem ran away.
Aaj dil he mar gaya hai!
Na woh jazbaat
Na woh rang
Na woh main
Na kuch waisa
Magar sab kuch waisa he hai
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