kis daa dosh sii kis daa nahin sii
ae galaan hun karan diaan nahin
veley lang gaye hun tauba waaley
raataan hun hokey bharan diaan nahiin
jo hoyaa tey honaa hii sii
tey honiaan rokey rukdiaan nahiin
ik varii jadon shuru ho jaavey
tey gal phir awain mukdii nahin
kujh unjh vii rawaan aukhiaan sii
kujh gal wich gam daa tauq vii sii
kujh shahar dey loq vii zaalim san
kujh saanuu maran daa shauq vii sii
First rough draft: Sundeep Dougal
Whose fault was it, whose was it not
There’s no point talking about it now
The time to repent is now gone
The nights now are not to sob
What happened had to happen
And what has to happen cannot be stopped
And once it starts
The topic does not end just like that
As it is the path was not easy
As it is the subject was subsumed by sadness
As it is the people of the city were cruel
As it is I had a death wish too.
Apparently there are more verses in this before the last four lines:
Juvenilia 