sick:
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Sitting there in the road-side restaurant; oblivious to sounds buzzing around; checks for all means of communication, none in a long time. Clinking and clanking of vessels, old classics blasting on the radio, swishing of clothes, vroom of vehicles passing by, cha-ching of the cash register and chatter of people. Packs all the things, lifts up the head; stays staring off into space. Suddenly a ghost of smile plays on the lips as these lines float from the radio:
Pathar Ke Aashna Mile; Pathar Ke Devta Mile
Sheeshe Ka Dil Liye; Jaoon Kahan
“Forgotten Forever”, thinking picks up the things, latching on to the ghost smile, walks to the car and drives off into the unknown.
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Lyrics:
Saathi Na Koi Manzil; Diya Hai Na Koi Mehfil
Chala Mujhe Leke Aaye Dil; Akela Kahan
Saathi Na Koi Manzil; Diya Hai Na Koi Mehfil
Chala Mujhe Leke Aaye Dil; Akela Kahan
Saathi Na Koi Manzil
Humdum Koi Mile Kahin; Aise Naseeb Hi Nahin
Bedard Hai Zameen; Door Aasman
Humdum Koi Mile Kahin; Aise Naseeb Hi Nahin
Bedard Hai Zameen; Door Aasman
Saathi Na Koi Manzil; Diya Hai Na Koi Mehfil
Chala Mujhe Leke Aaye Dil; Akela Kahan
Saathi Na Koi Manzil
Galiyan Hain Apne Des Ki; Phir Bhi Hain Jaise Ajnabi
Kisko Kahe Koi; Apna Yahan
Galiyan Hain Apne Des Ki; Phir Bhi Hain Jaise Ajnabi
Ki Ko Kahe Koi; Apna Yahan
Saathi Na Koi Manzil; Diya Hai Na Koi Mehfil
Chala Mujhe Leke Aaye Dil; Akela Kahan
Saathi Na Koi Manzil
Pathar Ke Aashna Mile; Pathar Ke Devta Mile
Sheeshe Ka Dil Liye; Jaoon Kahan
Pathar Ke Aashna Mile; Pathar Ke Devta Mile
Sheeshe Ka Dil Liye; Jaoon Kahan
Saathi Na Koi Manzil; Diya Hai Na Koi Mehfil
Chala Mujhe Leke Aaye Dil; Akela Kahan
Saathi Na Koi Manzil
* Story series inspired by a friend’s original idea. These are mundane conversations that could or could not have happened in real; or could have spurred out of the real conversations. Yet, all revolve around the truths of life.
