Elections were taking place, at our Club.
i was caught in a storm, as both sides, contesting these elections were so close to me, and both were wooing me for my vote
These lines explained my predicament : 
Mushkil mein padd gaya hoon,
Kis taraf nazar ghumaoon?
Iss taraf ek aziz hai toh uss taraf koi chahat e kaabil hai,
Ab kisko apna deedar e yaar banaoon?
Aziz mere dil mein chupa hai aur woh kabil e chahat mere zehen mein,
Ab kise dil ya zehen se rukhsat karoon?
Iss waqt ajeeb kashmaksh se jung kar raha hoon,
Kisko apni nazar e inayat se' baksh doon?
Yeh toh sirf koi awam e faisla (public decision) hai,
Magar ise' elan e jung kyon kabool karoon? 
