rishtey toh nahi rishton ki parchaayiyaan mile
yeh kaisi bheed bas yahaan tanhaayiyaan mile – 2
(…the Guitar that follows this is just superb!)
One doesn’t find relationships, but only the shadows of it! This is a crowd where one only finds loneliness!
ek chhat ke tale ajnabi ho jaate hai rishtey
bistar pe chaadaron se chhup so jaate hai rishtey – 2
dhunde se bhi inme nahi darmaayiyaan mile
yeh kaisi bheed hai bas yahaan tanhaayiyaan mile
Under one roof, relationships become strangers. Like the mattresses on the bed, the relationships become still. Inspite of searching one fails to find the warmth or the closeness in them. What sort of a crowd is this, where one finds only loneliness?!!!
jisko bhi dekhiye woh adhura sa hai yahaan
jaise kahin hoga woh aadha rakha huwa – 2
ho jab jahaan jude wahi judaayiyaan mile
yeh kaisi bheed hai bas yahaan tanhaayiyaan mile
Whoever you see here, seems incomplete – as if a part of him has been left off somewhere! Right where one seeks to join, there he runs into separation! What sort of a crowd is this, wherein one finds only loneliness!
ristey toh nahi rishton ki parchaayiyaan mile
yeh kaisi bheed hai bas yahaan tanhaayiyaan mile – 2
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