Whenever my heart beats, sound is of you
Whenever I inhale, breath is of you
Whatever I smell, it smells like you
Whatever I touch, I feel you
Whenever I see, I see you
Whenever my lips touch something, taste is of you
Whenever I hear something, voice is of you
Whenever I sleep, beside me are you
Whenever, whatever, wherever I do something
I belong to you
Life’s longest time has been spend
in one place & it’s called classroom
The atmosphere of its own
blackboards, benches, classmates, gals and off course teachers
A place
where we wrote more on bench than on our notebooks
A place
where blackboard is used more for making funny pics
than making an attendance block
A place
where we used walls
for our shoe impression than pasting posters
A place
where notices are more used as missiles
than to follow its instructions
A place
where classmates are more than friends
but a part of your territory
A place
where every gal is in news
more for her affairs than her acads
A place
where teachers are not respected
but are characters of new comic strip
A place
where new one’s will come
I will leave forever
A place
Sannate main se aahat hui
Toh laga tum aaye
Par tumhe dundhna chaha
Phir sannata cha
Dosh nazar ka nahi
Jisne hume ghayal kiya
Kasoorvar toh dil hain
Jisne tumhe apna bana liya
Tere val apa takde rahe
Tuh mud ke naah vekhiya
Koi gal nahi
Par teri saheli ne taan vekhian
Je kar kar tu mainu pyar hain kardi
Dil de badle dil hain mangdi
Taan pher propose kyu nahi kardi
Jis dil main rakha tha pyar tera
Uska system itna kharab ho
Heart transplant main 5 lakh ka phatka lag
Who din kitne suhane the
Jab hum sadak kinaare chalte the
Ab tum apni gaadi main nikal jaati ho
Aur hum lift mangte rehte hain
