paths of glory

I was having a happy dream when I was woken,
My life was twisted shattered broken..

I tried to stand but everytime I fell,
Drowning in a very deep well..

I lay down there thinking how life spun,
Burning inside hell's oven..

And just when I had lost all my hope,
There came a voice there came a rope..

Hang in there I will pull you out,
I could not understand what it was all about..

N then I saw a sparkling light,
There was your face shining bright..

For once I felt my god has come,
my troubles will be gone, if not all but some..

You inspired me to fight back,
Put my life back on the track..

And here I stand today telling my story,
emerging from hell to paths of glory..

ye bheeni si hawa...

ye bheeni bheeni si hawa aur raat ka sukun...
shor se alag ek alag hi duniya ka junun...
Bheed ki awazei na karei vo baatei...
jo karei ye khamoshiya guftagu..
In bachcho ki khilkhilahat mei hai vo khushi..
dil chahe fir mil jaye vo khushi jismei thi asli zindagi..
hum bas jhoojh rahe hai ki ab aage kya karna hai..
inka vo daur hai jab aage se na kuch lena dena hai.

Is hawa k thandak mai kuch jadoo..
ek alag hai khushi jo yaha mai baithu.
 ye bheeni bheeni si hawa aur raat ka sukun...
shor se alag ek alag hi duniya ka junun...