Umr Bhar
Itne Mashroof Rahe
Ke Hazaar-Ha Fursat Ko
Taraste Rahe Hum
Ab Jab
Fursat Hi Fursat Hai
Zindagi Jeene Ki
Na Jaane Maut Ko
Itni Kyon Jaldi Hai
Humse Milne Ki
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Mashroof = busy, Hazaar-Ha = thousand times, Fursat = leisure
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All my life
I was ever so busy
That I pined for leisure
A thousand times....
Now that I have all the time
To live life leisurely
Death seems to be in a hurry
To meet me.
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(dedicated to retirement and old age)
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