Travelling alone..

This city gives her anxiety..walking between thousands of people..she feels like a stone between rain drops..she is hitting hard to the ground..to the ground of reality..suddenly when she realises that she doesn’t belong here..suddenly she realises that however hard she try she can’t find that love bcoz people will keep using her as an object..

She is struggling to get out of this city..people..country..

She was a scared little girl..scared enough to fight even in her dreams..fight for her peace..her choice..her safety..her innocense..ghosts were never the reason..she was scared of her own people..she was never enough for them..and they were everywhere..why was she scared?? Any idea!!

Why..

The way you set me on the fire..

The way you fulfil your desire..

Make me mad..make me sigh..

I jst wanna say you good bye..

May be you were not mine..

May be i was just so fine..

Ws it all fake..or i was so high..

I jst wanna say you good bye..

You created a story..

May be i was just a theory..

You kept it short..i was living a lie..

I just wanna say you good bye..

 i dont know what to ask..

I dont know what to say..

I dont know how to cry..

I just wanna say you good bye..

Har baar..

Magar fir aisa hota hai..
Wo har baar ki tarah..
Mujhe fir se rulata hai..
Magar fir samne uske..
Isi darr se ki wo pagal..
Pareshan hi na ho jaye..
Main khud ko rok leti hu..
Main beshak muskurati hu..
Wo har baar ki tarah..
Mere sang muskurata hai..
Mujhe fir se rulata hai..