Aapse Meri Mulaakaat
Kitnaa akele thae hum,
Kitnaa akele hain hum.
Phir hongi bhenta kahi,
Aaccha to hum chalte hain.
Bas, log edhar she jaate rahten hain,
Rukte nahin, intazaar kare nahi kisi ke liye,
Fikra hi kahan?
Mein bhi tahraa ek ajnabi,
Aap bhi ek ajnabi,
accha, ton chalte raehn.
My Meeting With You
How lonely had I been,
How lonely am I now!
Again shall we meet, come that day,
Well, let us go.
Just they keep going, the people as passers-by,
Stop they not nor they wait for anybody else,
Why to bother for?
I am also a stranger,
You too a stranger,
Well, let us be going.
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