kaisi ajib dawat hai ye mai bin bhulaye mahman
ghar wala hai lapta sab chhod ke sunsan
kaisi ajib dawat hai ye

ajib si dawat hai ye kon kare kiska intjar
mahman bhi na jane kab ish ghar ki jimmedar
ajib si dawat hai ye
kaisi ajib dawat hai ye

dawat sayad katham hui thi sab log ja rahe hai ghar
sirf bin bulaye khadi hu mai ghar wala jaye kidar
kaisi ajib dawat hai ye bin bhulaye mahman
ghar wala hai lapta sab chhod ke sunsan
kaisi ajib dawat hai ye

A feast of the odd, I, an unbidden guest,
The host vanished, all deserted, suppressed.
A feast of the odd, this gathering's plight.

A curious feast, whose waiting is done?
Guests don't know the house's responsible one.
A feast of the odd, in shadows it weaves.
A feast of the odd, the soul it bereaves.

The feast, perhaps, is over, all depart,
I, uninvited, remain, with a broken heart.
The host, where does he wander, far and wide?
A feast of the odd, nowhere to confide.
I, an unbidden guest, in the echoing space,
The host is lost, leaving emptiness to embrace.
A feast of the odd, in this desolate place.