''aapke haath mein mobile hai,
chehre pe khubsurat si smile hai,
sms ki ek chhoti si file hai,
phir bhi SMS nahi karte,
yaar, yeh kaun sa stupid style hai.......''
Make for me a place within your heart
On which I can depend. For only you
Touch the ancient wellsprings of my tears,
Home through all the wanderings of my years,
Eden that no other can renew,
Root I cannot rend through rage or art.
