Aapki window aur meri khidki ke darmiyan,
Us chotey sey faasle mein hi,
Kuch boondein baadlon sey phisal ayeiin,
Pehle to light si pittar-patter thi,
Ab ghata ganghor hai,
From your windows,
To my panes,
Yeh kaisa shor hai?
Tum saath ho to dil karta hai phir bachchey ban jayen,
Mummy ki purani magazines churayein,
Kagaz ki rang-birangi naao banayein,
Der tak tairaaein aur door tak use jata dekhte rahein
Kiski aage nikal gayi aur kaun doob gaya . . .
Iska hisaab bhool jaayein!
