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.
Allah Aap ko sub kuch de car ghar daulat izzat shohrat property khushian sukoon aur aur aur aur bas kar laalchi kuch reh gaya hai kia? itna lalach bhi acha nahin hota