Haqiqat jaan lo bichad jane se pahle, Meri sun lo apni sunane se pahle, Ye soch lena bhulane se pahle, Bahut royi hain ye aankhe muskurane se pahle. Missing you
You're like a target that I always try to aim at. How I wish I could aim you at the heart. But every time I fail, I feel so sad. You know why? It's because I always end up missing you.
