Mere dost ko ab aa gaye sab dav peych bazaar ke

gham toh yeh hai ke khush hai woh apne asool bisaar ke

saaray khayaal badal gae yoon yak ba yak mere yaar ke

ik qatra ashq ka dho gaya sab kachhe rang bahaar ke

woh na raha toh na hum rahe na rahe woh khwaab dayaar ke

nazrein khuleen toh thai saamne bas kuch nishaan gubaar ke

My friend is happy having learnt the tricks of the trade...

having forgotten his/her ethics and everything he/she

stood for...a teardrop has washed away all the weak colors of spring...

all dreams of finding a destination...I wake up to find some specks of left behind dust