We had their hiccups before.
Today we have become strangers.
there is some other god in their heart
We are infidels in our eyes.
Our four walls are bright and
We are guests in our own house.
They’re gone, now we’re back
We are waiting to come.
live life in front of the mirror
We are living happily by sitting.
we hold our breath
We are thinking of giving rest.
nik rajpoot