Class Mai Larkon Ki Shararat Sai Tang
Aa Ker Ustaad Ne Inhain Seedha Lait Ker
Cycle Ki Tarah Taangein Chalanay Kai Liye Kaha..
Aik Larka Thori Dair Chalanay Kai Baad Ruk Gaya
Ustaad Ne Daanta Tu Us Nai Kaha..
Make for me a place within your heart
On which I can depend. For only you
Touch the ancient wellsprings of my tears,
Home through all the wanderings of my years,
Eden that no other can renew,
Root I cannot rend through rage or art.
A punjabi women in London, Telling 2 english doctor about her baby''s illnes. . . Doctor My baby is ill 1week da, Na eat da na sleep da, Bus weep da e weep da.
