A thought, an emotion that crossed my path
To you, my fakir who leads the Chishtiya Kafila I bow to thee
Say it only when you mean it
She learnt the game
She went learnt to reflect
The guy who learnt socialising
Par uss sehar ki subaah naa ho
Fictions lost their penchant for me
Fanfare coming from Sufi
No, I can’t be tamed
