Sunday Ki Subah

Aaj Sunday tha, alarm bhi chup raha Tu neend mein thi,

main kitchen mein khada Bread thodi jal gayi,

chai zyada pak gayi Tu hans ke boli,

"Tumse ye bhi na ho paayi"

Main bola, "Seekh raha hoon,

kal

behtar hoga" Tu boli,

"Aaj bhi toh, kaafi behtar hai"

Tere sang subah, aisi hi achhi lage

Thodi si gadbad ho,

phir bhi sachchi lage

Na perfect breakfast, na perfect koi plan

Tu saamne muskuraaye, bas ban gaya jahaan

Tu baalon ko baandh ke,

plate saja rahi

Main chupke se teri,

photo bana raha

Tune dekh liya toh,

aankhon se daanta Phir khud hi hans padi,

aur mera phone maanga

Kitne simple lamhe, dil mein utar gaye Hum jo saath jee rahe,

woh khaas ban gaye

Tere sang subah, aisi hi achhi lage Thodi si gadbad ho,

phir bhi sachchi lage Na perfect breakfast,

na perfect koi plan

Tu saamne muskuraaye, bas ban gaya jahaan

Kal bade plans honge,

shayad der se uthenge Kuchh din bahut busy,

kuchh khaali guzrenge Par agar kabhi poochhe

koi, khushi kaisi thi Kehna ek Sunday tha,

aur woh mere saath thi

Tere sang subah, aisi hi achhi lage

Thodi si gadbad ho,

phir bhi apni lage

Na perfect breakfast, na perfect koi plan Tu saamne muskuraaye,

bas poora mera jahaan