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Song of her life

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PART1

She wanted to visit
that world in her dreams.
She wanted to breathe
in that scented air.
She needed a long big
lungful of freedom.
She wanted a hand
to filter through her hair.


She always thought
of a long windy beach.
She dreamed of mermaids
and waves and a moon.
She had bright white wings
in her dreams one and all.
And her flowered fearless dreams
always ended way too soon.

Bu when she woke up,
what she saw,
just wasn't half
what she had seen.
The rowdy world
just seemed so raw
... compared to
where she'd been.


She always tried
to look excited.
Always tried to
beam at people.
But she'd seen
a purer form,
yeah she'd touched
a smoother petal.

She seemed to throw
a gazeless gaze.
She seemed to float
just inches above.
She used to unnerve
approaching guys
and she looked not
made for love.

Irony,
at so many levels.
She was living
two different lives.
She opened, in one,
her wings with flourish.
In other,
she barely survives.


PART 2

She did try hard,
yes she did, to keep faith.
She had let open her soul,
to a stranger from this world.
She had let the two worlds merge
she had let him enter hers.
She had loved like none ever did.
She had let her world unfurl.

Those were moments
never forgotten,
but those were
only in her mind.
It was she who
lived alone,
through the love and
later, the grind.

He had, in his
heart of hearts,
never experienced
her dreams.
Hand in hand
they were, yes,
yet present in
different realms.

The hands then
grew apart,
their fingers never
touched again.
For a moment she held
the wet in her palms,
yes,
her eyes did rain.

She saw that blank
smile one day,
his hand held
someone's hands again.
He was happy as much
as he knew to be.
She, as much she knew,
bore pain.

She knew
she was wrong to remorse.
She had nothing
on him to blame.
The guilt was
hers to have trusted.
Him and her lover
weren't same.


PART 3

She grew up
as before,
with her secret
dichotomy.
Yes she had
her share of men,
as her womanhood's
testimony.


She kissed
but never felt,
her heart would
never melt.
She touched
and was touched,
but only
as deep as her pelt.

She loved none,
she hated none.
She wandered
alone in nights.
For the fear of
seeing those dreams
of mountains,
skies and kites.

But then one day,
as it had to happen.
One day
she stumbled and fell.
Fell onto something
that wrenched her heart,
those words
that formed a spell.

She read it
full and through
with eyes
abnormally unblinking.
It was her life,
she'd thought it all before,
she didn't
need to be thinking.

Someone thought just
as she did,
she wasn't
alone it seems.
She searched for the man
who wrote this poem
and talked of the
world of her dreams.
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The Ghost of the Scooty

Fear o' child, fear o' young minds

Fear the moment when you, he finds.

The boogeyman is running loose in the city

depriving you of your own identity

Insane and insanely dedicated to his duty

It's a bloody ghost, the ghost of the scooty

Not a soul is safe while the guardian abounds

Ala Batman in Kgp, the vigilante on the rounds.

"You don't get it kid, its not your roads to walk

These are not safe times, look at the clock!

Oh no I don't care", "Hell but a Prof I am!"

"Back off mister, I'm the Saviour. And I don't give a damn."

ab bhi kuch raatein meri
yun zaaya ho jati hain
khali khali dil hota hai
aur aankhein bhar jati hain

ghut-ta hun aag mein apne hi dahekte badan ki

jaise dahekte gagan
mein ho panchi-dehen
aise jalti pawan
mein aatur mera man

jaise sholon mein
tadpe chingari
aisi hai aag mere
yaar ki yaari

jaise dube ho machli
gehri ganga mein
aise tadpe hai man,
man ki hud-danga mein

dilwa dance maare re (lyrics - tashan)

white white face dekhe
dilwa beating fast sasura dance maare re

arre..
white white face dekhe
dilwa beating fast sasura dance maare re
hohooo... white white face dekhe!

haan..
white white face dekhe
dilwa beating fast sasura chance maare re
ho very
ho very
oho very happy in my heart dil dance maare re
[very happy in my heart dil dance maare re]

dil dance maare dance maare, dil ye dance maare!
oye happy in my heart dil dance maare re

oye cast off my feet!
cast off my feet julamwa!
kare hai jalim beat

haye cast off my feet julamwa
kare hai jalim beat
kadakti heat mein ban ja dheett
nainan se nain mila le
baat dil ki na chupa re
ho aaja mujhko tu bata de

ho very happy happy happy
ho very happy in my heart dil dance maare re
[very happy in my heart dil dance maare re]

o dil dance maare dance maare dil ye dance maare
oye happy in my heart dil dance maare re

oooo rose ke jaisan pink pink
hamre gaal gulabi
sky ki jaisan blue blue
ee tohra nain sarabi
bhola chehra jaise moon
kali zulfein jaise cloud
ab na aur chupaya jaye
dhadkan hoyi gayi very loud
[ho dhadkan hoyi gayi very loud]
[dhadkan hoyi gayi very loud]

hayee...
tohra dil ka dhadkan maaaa
tohra dil ka dhadkan maa
dil diwana booking
advance maare reeeee

haan..
hamre dil ka theatre maa
dil diwana booking
advance maare reee

o very!
o very!
o very happy in my heart dil
dance maare re!

[very happy in my heart dil dance maare re]
o dil dance maare dance maare
dil ye dance maare
oye happy in my heart dil
dance maare re

white white face dekhe
dilwa beating fast sasura
dance maare re

hooo..
white white face dekhe...

white white face dekhe
dilwa beating fast sasura
dance maare re

o very!
o very!
o very happy in my heart dil dance maare re!
[very happy in my heart dil dance maare re]

o dil dance maare dance maare
dil ye dance maaare
oye happy in my heart dil dance maare re!!!
very very happy in my heart dil dance maare re!

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aaj bhi na aya koi

aaj bhi na aya koi
aaj bhi na aankhen royi

fir aaj raahein khali thi
aaj bhi sukhi dali thi