One of the masterpieces of the late Jagjit Singh.
If the word goes out...
Baat nikalegi to phir door talak jayegi,
Log be-vajah udaasi ka sabab poochenge,
Ye bhi poochenge ki tum itni pareshaan kyun ho?
Ungaliyaan uthengi sukhe hue baalon ki taraf,
Ik nazar dekhenge gujre hue saalon ki taraf,
Choodiyon par bhi kai tanz kiye jaenge
Kaapate haaton pe bhi fikre kase jayenge.
Log zaalim hai,har ek baat ka taana denge,
Baaton baaton mein mera jikr bhi le aayenge,
Unki baaton ka zara sa bhi asar mat lena,
Varna chehre ke taasur say samajh jaenge.
Chahe kuch bhi ho, sawaalat na karna unse,
Mere baare mein koi baat na karna unse.
Baat nikalegi to phir door talak jayegi...
If the word goes out...
Baat nikalegi to phir door talak jayegi,
Log be-vajah udaasi ka sabab poochenge,
Ye bhi poochenge ki tum itni pareshaan kyun ho?
Ungaliyaan uthengi sukhe hue baalon ki taraf,
Ik nazar dekhenge gujre hue saalon ki taraf,
Choodiyon par bhi kai tanz kiye jaenge
Kaapate haaton pe bhi fikre kase jayenge.
Log zaalim hai,har ek baat ka taana denge,
Baaton baaton mein mera jikr bhi le aayenge,
Unki baaton ka zara sa bhi asar mat lena,
Varna chehre ke taasur say samajh jaenge.
Chahe kuch bhi ho, sawaalat na karna unse,
Mere baare mein koi baat na karna unse.
Baat nikalegi to phir door talak jayegi...
