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The temple I visited every morning,and she morning walked to. I liked seeing the younger and vibrant me in her. I liked how she dresses up every single day. I liked how she sees everything in positive light. I liked how my favorite color suited her. But when I hear Sanjeevani speak, I feel like She has got it all right. I don’t know why my parents gave me that name, it’s not like I inspire a lot. When my name vibrates in her lips, it seems for the first time my name got a meaning. And She called me Prerana, cause that’s what my name is. I call her Sanjeevani cause she had never told me her name. That someone shares tea with me in kullahad on the nukkad of road. Who listened not only my daily complaints but also my out of the rythm, out of the time, an octave higher rants of old songs. That some one was a stranger, who knew me better than my family. Yes! Only a step away, coz that gap between mundaneness and life was filled by Someone. Life had lost all its charm and now its only a step away from being mundane.
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I no longer watched my reflection in mirror for hours, some where if time allowed I sneak a peck from the glass windows or while passing the windows of cars.
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My Mangalsutra had been replaced with a thin gold chain and the light in my eyes had been replaced by the dark Circles around it, which my gold rimmed spectacles hide not so well.Once flaw less skin of mine had become the evidence of hardship I had to endure within these years and keeping it’s tally in the form lines and crosses. Only a single ear ring adorned my lobes and I had lost my nose pin somewhere, someday many years back. A single bun and sindoor on the forehead was my only shringar. No longer I matched my bangles with my sarees, I didn’t let my hair down. Among the chaos of office, the demand of children ,the noise of utensils, the clatter of my chudi, the whistle of pressure cooker, I had lost my melody into the ever changing beats of life. It had been years since I have left my habit of making myself beautiful for him. And above that it’s the marital right of every wife to whine about her husband. Old days, old people and old habits, they don’t change easily. Nights grew cold, foods got frozen and so did my heart. My daughters were in hostel and my husband worked late. Even after 20 years of marriage and 2 daughters, I was yet to convince their father that I’m his wife. Cold breeze greeted the roses of my garden, and so did the emptiness of my bed. A new year! But with the old sun, the same old me, the old bed and some old broken dreams and a few long sighs. Hiding from this society, I want to complete my grief & longing.The sun opened its eye, along with the rays came its warmth. Is zamaane se chhupakar, puri karloon main hasrat I want to hide her and take her somewhere very farĪankhon ke pyaalon se pita rahoon uske chehre ka noorįrom the chalice of my eyes, I want to keep drinking the beauty of her face Usko chhupaakar main sabse kabhi le chaloon kahin door
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Hai tujhe bhi izaazat, karle tu bhi mohabbat When you find some time, one must love the self Jab mile thodi fursat, khud se karle mohabbat Let me do something about my loneliness too Main apni tanahaayi ke waaste ab kuchh toh karoon
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My life has become pale, let me fill it with some colors You must also love for you have the rights toīerang si hai badi zindagi, kuch rang toh bharoon Hai tujhe bhi ijaazat, karle tu bhi mohabbat The young music director Pritam is finding a place amongst the love birds with this romantic song. This is a very beautifully rendered soft rock song that belongs to the genre that the Pakistani bands have mastered much earlier.