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    Mar 2008
    aapke dil mein reheta hu


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    Hands determinedly digging
    through sand, rocks and shells
    pounding, pumping and preparing
    magnificent mounds of living structure.

    Like castles of sand
    on a burning beach,
    our cities emerge
    from lifeless barren soil.
    A network of confusion
    erupting into violence and hate.

    Only the rich can have
    the upper windows
    that look out and on, away
    from the mess their hands
    have formed.

    The others, stifled
    sitting in houses
    awaiting death.
    Seizing, grasping any kind of joy
    that comes their way,
    even if their joy claims
    that of others.

    Stagnated youth, lying helpless at the end of a needle
    Stolen innocence of childhood appeasing the lusts of men
    Tyrannical credit cards
    seizing wealth that does not exist,
    pulling people into poverty
    in the name of freedom.

    Beware! the tide always comes
    what we think is permanent, stable and prolonged
    disappears in an instant.
    Our castles of sand
    that cost so much of life and beauty to build,
    will one day,
    all be washed away.
    Pyar Na Dil Se Hota Hai, Na Dimaag Se...
    Pyar To Ittefaq Se Hota Hai.
    Per Pyar Karke Pyar Hi Mile...
    Ye Ittefaq Kisi Kisi Ke Sath Hota Hai.



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