We must widen the circle of our love until it embraces the whole village; the village in turn must take into its fold the district; the district the province, and so on till the scope of our love encompasses the whole world.
Kuch Umer Ki Pehli Manzil Thi, …. Kuch Raste Thay Anjan Buhat, …. Kuch Ham Bhi Pagal Thay Lekin, …. Kuch Wo Bhi Thay Nadan Buhat, …. Kuch Usne Bhi Na Samjhaya, …. Yeh Piyar Nahi Aasan Buhat, …. Aakhir Hamne Bhi Khail Liya, …. Jis Khail Mein Thay Nuqsan Buhat
Seh liya har dard humne haste haste''
ujd gaya ghar mera yaaro baste baste''
ab wafa kare to kis se kare yaaro''
wafa karne gaye to bewafa hi mile raste raste..
Aankhon me rahne walo ko yaad nahi karte,
Dil me rehne walo ki baat nahi karte,
Hamari to ruh me bus gaye hain aap,
Tabhi to hum milne ki fariyaad nahi karte
