you did not listen to me, but painted the wall of my house

you did not listen to me, but painted the wall of my house

with all kinds of designs that i still see

and rejoice their beauty

but are they really beautiful at all

when they masked all the fickle minded salutations

that i got while walking to that temple

where we had prayed,

now the wall has to be whitewashed,

let us get the brush and ladder together,

lest an earthquake occurs and does away with the need of repainting

jab annuson ki baarish bhi na thanda kar saki dil, itni aag lagi thi

jab annuson ki baarish bhi na thanda kar saki dil,

itni aag lagi thi, kabse lagi thi,

to ek jwalamukhi poochhaney laga

kya is tarah koi aag thandi hui hai, jitna tadpogey,

utni yeh aur sulagi hai,

kya karta, chup chap baarish thami, aur hawa chali

kuchh badal bikhrey aur kuchh ghul gayey kaaley aakash mein

lekin kuchh baar baar mujhey sapno mein nazar aatey hain,

thoda dhamkatey hain, aur phir muhn maud aagey bad jaatey hain