Hai yeh kambakht dil
Jis takleef se guzarta hai
Bas dohrana janta hae
Bas behkana chahta hai
Kabhi yeh chah tho
Kabhi wo chah
Kabhi is pey fida
Kabhi oska junoon
Yeh dil nahi hae mera
Fitoor hai Fitoor.
There is nothing like Urdu that can explain the chaos inside better. Sometimes one just wants it to be perfectly expressed in order to give order to your chaos.
Kambakht. Dil. Fitoor. Yes indeed. Just like that. I fear this is how it will end.. never changing and never getting better. ..
Kambakht.
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