zindagi se puchha aksar
tere khel ka kya hai matlab
zindagi ne kaha hanskar
na tha, na hai koi matlab
main karti hu, jo karti hu
yunhi

bachpan ki jismani chot
wo bahte huye aansu
pyar se simti huyi baahe
aur mamta ki khushbu
kabhi khushi ki gahrai
ghamo ka kabhi pahad

pahle pyar ka anokha ehsaas
sunte rahe dil ke alfaaz
pahle pyar ka anokha ehsaas
sunte rahe dil ke alfaaz
phir dil ka girna, tutna
bikhar jana
zindagi
tere safar me chalte jana

zindagi se puchha aksar
tere khel ka kya hai matlab
zindagi ne kaha hanskar
na tha, na hai koi matlab
main karti hu, jo karti hu
yunhi

I often asked of Life,
"What meaning hides within your play?"
Life smiled, a gentle guffaw,
"No meaning was, nor is, today.
I simply *do*, what I must do,
Just so."

Childhood's wounds, the body's ache,
Those flowing tears, a silver stream,
Embrace of love, a tender hand,
And mother's scent, a waking dream.
The depths of joy, a sunlit space,
Sometimes, a mountain of despair.

The first love's strange and novel grace,
The heart's own words we did embrace.
The first love's strange and novel grace,
The heart's own words we did embrace.
Then falls the heart, its breaking sound,
Shattered, scattered on the ground.
Life,
In your journey, onward bound.

I often asked of Life,
"What meaning hides within your play?"
Life smiled, a gentle guffaw,
"No meaning was, nor is, today.
I simply *do*, what I must do,
Just so."