Thak gaya tha main....

Thak gaya tha main saare hafte ki mushakkat (hard work) se,

Jaan par jaise bann gayi thi din raat ki uss jung se.

Iss waqt jaam ke sahare kuch aaraam mil raha hai,

Kya gila karoon ab uss mushakkat se?

Kyon hum gilaa karte hain zindagi ke iss usool se?

Mushakkat ke bina aakhir kya mazaa hai iss zindagi mein?

Khaali baithe toh waqt bhi bitaye nahi beet jaata,

Jee bhi ghabraane lagata hai aise halaat se.

Jaam ka kya hai?

Kabhi bhi pee sakte.

Magar binaa uss thakaan se,

Kya mazaa hai usse peene mein?

Kisi buzurg ne bhi kya khoob kaha tha,

Waqt hai bahut hi kum toh har pal ka istemaal (use) karo bade paimaane mein.

Khush naseeb hain woh jo iss sach se waakif (familiar) hain,

Aur zindagi ke ek ek pal hai unke kaboo mein.

Kuch tum kaho kuch hum kahein...

Kuch tum kaho kuch hum kahein,

Sunkar hum dono kahin aur chalein.

Yeh jahaan toh hai chunaotiyon ka khazana,

Dooor kahin kisi khwabon ke sheher mein chale' jaayein.

Haqiqat se' jung karte' karte' hum dono ab thak chuke',

Kuch tum himmat karo kuch hum karein.

Muqaddar bhi naa jaane' kya kya rang dikhati hai,

Kuch tum samjho kuch hum samjhein.

Hum dono ab uss mukaam par pahunch gaye',

Jahan tum sambhlo aur hum bhi sambhlein.

Magar uss mukaam se' ab laut jaana kya mumkin hai?

Kuch tum samjho aur kuch hum bhi samjhein.

Ab aage' kya hoga iss mukaam se',

Naa tum fikar karo aur ab naa hum fikar karein.