May you always have work for your hands to do.
May your pockets hold always a coin or two.
May the sun shine bright on your windowpane.
May the rainbow be certain to follow each rain.
May the hand of a friend always be near you.
And may God fill your heart with gladness to cheer you
Aaj to bohot khush hoongay aap?
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Kiyon k, barish jo ho rahi hai
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aur barish main to
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sab hi maindak khush hotay hain
barsaat main jab
barish hoti thi
hum park main betha karty thy
barish main bheega karty thy
aaj
waisa he barsaat ka din hi
park ke binch pe
tanha betha bheeg raha hon
jin main hum tum sang bheegy thy
un lamhon ko sochraha raha hon
ik raat hoi barsaat bohat
main royaa saari raat bohat
har ghum tha zamaanay ka lekin
main tanha tha us raat bohat
phiraankh say ik saawan barsa
jab seher hoi to khayaal aaya
woh baadal kitna tanha tha
jo barsa saari raat bohat
I am sure it is a great mistake always to know enough to go in when it rains. One may keep snug and dry by such knowledge, but one misses a world of loveliness.
