नादानी (गाना)

दुनिया के ज़ख्म यह हँस के भुला दे,

कोई नहीं यह समझे इशारे।

हर वक़्त यह सिर्फ बनाये बहाने,

यह दिल भी है कितना मासूम रे।

हर शहर के लोगों को,

प्यारा लगे इस दिल को।

न कभी फर्क किया है,

सही है क्या, गलत क्या है।

नादानी दिखाए यह हर जगह,

बेपरवाह हुआ अंजामों का।

नादान है, इसे क्या पता,

दुनिया के नफरत की दास्तान।

सब कुछ लगे इसे प्यारा,

मगर यह न पहचाने कौन है क्या।

धोखा भी मिले, क्षमा भी करे,

यह दुश्मनों के हित की दुआ भी करे ।

तोड़ते हैं जो इसका विश्वास,

मौके देकर उनके बदलने का करता है प्रयास ।

मगर यह न जाने,

कौन कब इसे बेवकूफ बना डाले ।

नादानी दिखाए यह हर जगह,

बेपरवाह हुआ अंजामों का।

नादान है इसे, क्या पता,
दुनिया के नफरत की दासता ।

Be like a baby

Have you ever noticed,
The smile on a baby's face,
While he is asleep?

So free,
No worries or stress,
Thoughts running deep.

He absorbs all that you teach,
He creates his own vocabulary,
He isn't afraid of anything.

His hands touch every object,
He doesn't bother what people think,
He just keeps exploring.

His mind opens up,
To new things every day,
He is innocent and naive.

He looks at the world,
Which is actually cruel,
But to him, it seems it's easy here to survive.

He smiles at every passer-by,
Fearless and jolly,
He teaches you to be calm.

When you stroke his hands,
He gets tickled,
And holds your finger in his palm.

Parents are his world,
He can face everything,
Until their support is present.

He gets whatever he wants,
He fights for his needs,
Be like a baby, and face life without anybody's consent.

Dard

Har roz aati hai ek nayi subah,
Har raat ke saath dhalti hai jeene ki utsah.
Humara ateet humein prabhavit karta hai,
Usse hi dekhkar lete hain zindagi ke faisle.

Humara ateet hua bura agar,
Toh behta hai aankhon se aasuon ka sagar.
Deta hai yeh dard jab aaye humein yaad,
Hum bante hain kamzor har pal ke baad.

Dard bhi kaisa ehsaas hai,
Lamha beet gaya, par asar ab bhi paas hai.
Koi chahe kitna bhi humein khush kare,
Unn yaadon se mann nahi ho sake pare.

Marte dum tak dhalta nahi,
Pal-pal dil pighalta yahin.
Kitna bhaari hai iska bojh,
Yeh dard humein sataayega annt tak, har roz.

Kuch Naya Sochte Hain

Roz ki bhaag-daud mein,
Pheeke pad jaate hain sapne.
Kaheen nahi dikhti manzil,
Bas bhatakta rahe yeh mann aur dil.


Har kaam karte hain dimaag se,
Kuch faisle lete hain dil se.
Kyon naa kuch sochte hain,
Jahan dil aur dimaag, dono ki bhaavnaayein mile?

Har subah uthte hi,
Jagti hai umang nayi.
Aaj kuch naya karte hain,
Chalo, kuch naya sochte hain.

Apne sapno ko udne do,
Apni baaton mein urja jagaao.
Kayi armaan hote hain dil mein,
Apni manzil hogi haasil har haal mein.

Apni soch ko badhne do,
Kuch naya karne ki bhaavna rakho.
Parishram hi aage badhaayega tumhein,
Har soch ke saath rakho sakaaratmak bhaavnayein.