It is easy to look back, self-indulgently, feeling pleasantly sorry for oneself and saying I didn''t have this and I didn''t have that. But it is only the grown woman regretting the hardships of a little girl who never thought they were hardships at all.
Words will not be able to ever express
how sorry I am for this,
and I have profound regret and sorrow
for the multitude of
mistakes and harm
I have caused.
Koi kuch bhi na kahay to pata kya hai
Is bechain khamoshi ki wajah kya hai
Unhain ja kay koi kahay hum lay lenge zahar bhi
Woh sirf yeh to bata dain meri khata kya hai…….
