Purani jeans...

Purani jeans....ar guitar.

Mohalle ki vo chhat......Aur mere yaar
Vo raaton ko...jaagna
Subah ghar jaan ....Kood ke deewar
Vo cigarette peena ....Gali mein jaake
Wo karna daanton ko....Ghadi ghadi saaf

Pahunchna college.......hamesha late
Vo kehna sir ka ......"Get out from the class!"
Vo bahar jaake....hamsha kehna
Yahan ka system ....Hi hai kharaab
Vo jaake canteen mein....table bajaake
Vo gaane gaana ......Yaaron ke saath
Bas yaadein Yaadein Yaadein reh jaati hain
Kuchh chhoti Chhoti Baatein reh jaati hain
Bas yaadein..
Vo papa ka......daantna
Vo kehna mummy ka.....Chhodein ji aap
Tumhein to bas......nazar aata hain
Jahan mein beta .....Mera hi kharaab
Vo dil mein sochna

Kar ke kuchh dikha dein
Vo karna planning.......Roz nayi yaar

Ladakpan ka vo pehla pyaar
Vo likhna haathon pe.....A + R
Vo khidki se......jhaankna
Vo likhna letter ....Unhein baar baar
Vo dena tofe mein .....Sone ki baaliyan
Vo lena doston se......Paise udhaar

Bas yaadein Yaadein Yaadein reh jaati hain
Kuchh chhoti Chhoti Baatein reh jaati hain
Bas yaadein..

Aisa yaadon ka mausam chala
Bhoolta hi nahin.....Dil mera
Kahan meri jeans aur......guitar
Mohalle ki vo chhat....Aur mere yaar
Vo raaton ko......jaagna

Subah ghar jaan .....Kood ke deewar
Purani jeans
Aur guitar...

If you have heard this song then you might be trying to sing it while reading and

If you are a guy then you surely can relate to this..word by word.

Got to listen this song recently....and truely this is one real song,with no exaggeration of feelings.Lovely.I wish if I were a boy,I could do all these things...I think even much more than that.They are blessed with born freedom..

agony....

Have you ever been in a state.......when life seems to be drowning you away...far from all of your anticipations..........when it becomes a predicament...

Like something is slipping away your grip....the harder you try..the more it slips..and what you can do only is to watch...you find yourself helpless...

Like.....your heart is being stabbed with knives....each time...you think of it....but still what all you can do...is..to recall it again..and again..coz thats what you are left with...

Something clutches...inside..you feel it near your throat...

when the fresh air ,each time you breath in.... intoxicates you more than before....when no color of life attracts you....no music relieves you....no word heals you....your very own hopes turn into the source of despair....you hate each and everything around....you run from things that have eased you anyhow....ever in life......the more beautiful the more poisonous...you start hating life passionately..far more ,than have you ever loved it....

You run from yourself....from your dreams once you had....you hate your own voice...your own thoughts....your own perceptions...your own smile....a tear roll down your cheek..,each time you come to mirror...you look into your eyes...deep within...stare..without making a single squint....asking many questions to yourself....but all remain unrequited.....

Nothing gives you pleasure..in this materialistic world...with each bite you take,each sip you have.....these days,you swallow one of your anxiety...

All the people smiling...seem to be the most stupid ones....as they still don't know what life is....as they too are living in mendacity of people,relationships....

Life becomes the whole of melancholy...nothing else....rain is no more pleasant....water doesn't drench you...sun doesn't heat you up....bed doesn't relax you.....

There is a burden on your heart....heavy...which you could feel ..each time you breathe...each time your heart beats...each time your eyes blink...each time your lips smile...it aches...but ,with time...it passes away...in the flow of tears...with these salty tears....

......and time comes...when there is no more mournings...nothing has left to you...within you...nothing in heart...nothing in mind...you feel your soul hollow...inside..

you become brusque....blunt......to each happening..............nothing affects you...good or bad...you don't smile...you don't frown...you don't cry...you don't beg......you don't complain...as you have become numb to all of these....

And this pain is doubled.....when you have to go out to your rut...you have to dressup daily in the same way you have been,for years....you have to work..smile..talk..laugh....even dance....you have to do all this to keep the people away from your agony....Coz you just can't share ....to anyone....coz it makes no difference at all...

you feel...suffocating.....

Give me a wish..

Ain't it strange...YOU and this mighty world of your
The more you give, actually the more I starve for

When I was young,I wanted to be older
now When I'hv grown,I wish to be a kid again

When there was Sun...I longed for rain
But I cried for Spring...when rain came,

when spring prevailed..I urged for an autumn
and when leaves left...I demanded bright Sun


When I needed Love...you gave me pain
And all my prayers were gone in vain

But then only once Luck....showed up to me
When days became lovely & nights dreamy

I embraced it all & grasped it tight
and then you left me...alone and deprived

When I worshiped you...you always betrayed me
when I betrayed you...you gave me everything
except...
I was not me anymore... I was lost...

Now..I don't ask you for anything
But you have to fulfill .....my this very single wish...
Either..let me know really ,what can make me happy
Or,make me way,I can be happy with whatever you give.

quote

Only eyes speak the truth,neither the mirror nor the lips...A true beloved who cares for you can see the pain in your eyes while everyone else still believe in your smile.