Delhi wala

Mumbai want Marathi maanush, Punjab wants Punjabi...

Haryana wants jaat reservation, Kashmir wants aazaadi...

Delhi waale watching, how people are fighting, and doing India ki barbaadi...

Telagu ppl wants telangana, WB wants Maoist rule.....

India is suffering big time, every state acting like a fool...

Its good not to have any defined culture.(Delhi wala) B-)

© Ravi Khurana

This is the rhythm divine

Infant world is so divine and so amazing... you sleep with divine shine on your forehead, you cry without any attitude, looking for someone to take care of you. While in sleep you smile, you cry, get scared; remembering your last birth. Move your legs and hand like you are trying to do something important. Sometimes you just look at the ceiling like an old man in tension, with lots of responsibilities. But after all these difficulties when someone comes to you, you give them a divine smile, a smile that can make anyone's day. I believe in God, I believe in rebirth. Love you god! Only you can create this kind of magic.

Stop it now!

Notorious side

Ye dosti, and Ye Life
Meri Girlfriend, teri wife

Mera gussa, teri pride…
No no no no no…Don’t wanna show..Don’t wanan show.. My notorious side…Notorious side…

Kaali aankhe, gore cheeks
Figure toh dekho.. Mountains peaks
Chhote kapde, badha dhamal
Office mein khele 'seek and hide'….
No no no no no…Don’t wanna show..Don’t wanna show.. My notorious side…Notorious side…

Ladai jhaghde.. cat fight
Jo Mera left.. wo tera right
Dheela underwear, par jeans hai tight
Jaane kab ho neeche slide….
No no no no no…Don’t wanna show..Don’t wanan show.. My notorious side…Notorious side…

A Girl:-

Kabhi main hoon tanha, kabhi main akeli,
Ik uljha sawaal, ek un-suljhi paheli

Main paani ki kal-kal, main hawaaon ki sar sar,
Main Ganga hoon paawan, main Yamuna hoon maili

Main phoolon ki khushbu, main raato ke sapne,
Main neeli si chaadar aasamaan pe hoon phaili

Kabhi main hoon tanha, kabhi main akeli,
Ik uljha sawaal, ek un-suljhi paheli

Main ishq ki tadapn, main chhota sa bachpan,
Jawani hoon main jese ziddi akeli

Main jaane ka dukh hoon, main aane ki khushiyan,
Main aankhon ka raaz, main khuli hatheli

Kabhi main hoon tanha, kabhi main akeli,
Ik uljha sawaal, ek un-suljhi paheli

Main Krishna ki Radha, main Ram ki Sita,
Main Ahelya hoon jaise pathar akeli

Mere liye bani hai duniya ye saari,
Jeena sikhati main sabko akeli

Kabhi main hoon tanha, kabhi main akeli,
Ik uljha sawaal, ek un-suljhi paheli


 © Ravi Khurana

Happy B'day to ME

It’s my b’day, and I’m alone…
Sitting idle just like a moron…
People think I'm happy & yup I'm cool...
They never seen ma inner emotional fool…
I lie, I cry, I feel depressed…
My style is ignorant, my nature suppressed…
Although I love the way, she look at me...
We can’t be together, shut up, just sshhh…
No girl you are not listening to me...
I can’t be in prison, I was born free...
Ya baby, I love you, but not more than me...
Coz One-day you’ll say you are leaving me...
I'm just avoiding the situation of being dumb...
I don’t have emotions; Ya baby, I am numb...
If still you think I'm made for you...
Let’s do it from the beginning when you were ‘you’...
You changed a lot, maybe cause of this world...
But I do not belong here, my style is cult ...
So girl this is my b'day song; I gifted to me…
Let's sing it together...
“Happy bday to ME…”

Ishq

ye ishq ki azmaaish ka sila dekhiye.. chaahte hai pyaar aur milta hai gila dekhiye..

Kashish

Kashish, ye dil se, tere naaam ki jaati nhi...
Ki kitna bhi main kr lu jatan, Tu bhooli jaati nhi...
Kaisa ye daur hai... ke tere siwa,
Baat mujhko, koi yaad aati nhi...

Aaj shiqwa hai tumhe ke baat mujhse hoti nhi...
Dekhte hai jo tumhe toh hum kuch bol paate nhi...
Chal diye chhod k tanha tum mujhe...
Tere jaane k baad, hamein... mehfilein raas aati nhi...

Poker Face

I joke, but m not interested in clown race...
May be u r not looking at my real love, just looking at my outer trace...
May be its not my real style...  It’s just a Poker face...

 © Ravi Khurana