Oh God! I know,

It’s reflecting the beautiful old days,I can understand what their smile says,We, Dickie and Ivy Durham are leaving behind,A model that in love a couple should be blind,A model that in love one should be deaf and dumb,Neither husband under thumb nor wife under thumb,I know what they wrote with their tranquil smiles,Their love story…

Kaisi giran muhabbaten jane kahan lutai haiyn,Akhtar yeh dil bhi aap ka bigra huwa nawab hay.Aariz damak ke kah gaye, naguftahaye raz-e-dil,Akhtar tumhare dost ka chehra khuli kitab hay.Akhtar tumhem quasam meri jao na aaj rat tum,Kali ghataen chai hain, mausam bara kharab hay.Akhtar yeh lams-e-aatisheen jam-o-subu men bhi nahin,Ek ahmareen sharab hay ya ghuncha-e-gulab…

Nobody is here to shoot the birds,Put my eyes into your eyes and see,A cage but its doors are not closed,Drugs and drinks for lovers of flights,And when the birds are overdosed,Carefree sleeps in carefree nights,Bed of wood wastes like sand of a beachEnsuring safety for the eggs she lays,A cage that’s beyond wild animals’…

You are there,I shall ask what after that?And where is your beginning?And if you let me know,I started there,I shall ask what before that?Oh Time! Oh space!It’s you, who forced me to believe,Someone was here and there,Someone is here and there,Someone will be here and there,Otherwise,I would have said,There is no God.

but above the five senses there is a sixth sense,that feels these abstract nouns.Thinking is itself an abstract gerund.A philosopher said,‘I exist because I think.’Someone touches us and we think.Our eyes are not sensitive to the ultra violet raysour eyes are not sensitive to the infra-red rays,our eyes are sensitive to a very small range…

We say, we shall never kill the women and childrenWe shall not kill even the armless men,We shall not destroy the green fields.We shall not put the forests on fire.Br sure we shall do what we sayBecause this the teaching of our Holy Prophet,All praise to him,And peace be upon him.