Here are the lyrics… hopefully someone can translate!
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Here are the lyrics… hopefully someone can translate!
Tu Yaad Na Aaye Aisa Koi Din Nahin
Singer: Himesh Reshammiya
Album: Aapka Suroor Vol 1
Language: Hindi
tujhe bhul jana jaana mumkin nahi – 3
tu yaad na aaye aaisa koi din nahi – 2
tujhe bhul jana jaana mumkin nahi – 2
tu yaad na aaye aaisa koi din nahi – 2
tujhe bhul jana jaana mumkin nahi – 2
tu yaad na aaye aaisa koi din nahi
tujhe bhul jana jaana mumkin nahi – 2
tu yaad na aaye aaisa koi din nahi
tera jaadu aaisa chhaya
har zarre mein tujhko paaya
chaahe woh hall ho shorogul ka
chahe ho veerana aalam
har pal hai maujudgi teri
har mausam hai tera mausam
tujhe bhul jana jaana mumkin nahi – 2
tu yaad na aaye aaisa koi din nahi – 2
tujhe bhul jana jaana mumkin nahi – 2
tu yaad na aaye aaisa koi din nahi
main karta hoon laakh bahane
par bin tere dil na maane
jitna tujhko bhoolna chahu
utna hi tujhe paas main paaun
tu na jaane aye mehbooba main tere ishq mein kitna dooba
tujhe bhul jana jaana mumkin nahi – 2
tu yaad na aaye aaisa koi din nahi – 3
tu yaad na yaad na yaad na yaad na
yaad na aaye aaisa koi din nahi
Hai… Ali has already asked you out for a coffee!
Platinum muse??
Senor… how did you come across this forum? 🙂
Hote hai, hote hai.. whatsay Nessa?
A “welcome!” is in order, then…
You seem to have a liking for coffee..
Tayba – LOL! Your “little man” sounds hilarious!
Whoa… Senor…
Your signature… reminds me of Nitzah… sure you're not him in disguise?
You might have not a clue what I'm on about… apologies for that!
Guess who's who… lmao…
Scar face:scared coz a friend of mine was almost murdered and everyone who works for my company is in danger…
more scared coz we have a huge suspicion the perpetrator is actually a friend of ours
***shivers***
Watch out for yourself Scarry… please, take care…
I have to deal with one close friend already leaving me – and then you guys are planning on leaving my e-world too??!!
No goodbyes or have funs or oooh lucky you you're going on holidays for either of you.
I refuse.
Get your cheeky a$$es back here as soon as possible.
And know that I will think of you both, in my own ways.
Sigh… yes, I'm in a 'denial' mood right now… sigh.
Khushi – are you online woman?? This 'Who is online' thing is confusing… it says you're not online.. and yet that little icon next to you is beaming at me! waaaah… mixed signals yaar…
I was dancing to that song in the rain on the street today, Khushi… you and Rani were in my thoughts!
For my Khushi…
mujhko apnii haan khushiyaan de di
Seriously yaar – I feel like I really WILL cry one of these moments… sigh!
~Khushi~:I aint takin nothing back, he smells…! And looks ridiculous with his silly hairband thing…
*howls with laughter*
Haiii… imagine a K3G-Kajol saying that in an Indian accent… pulling a face at her Poo (Kareena/Rani is the bes )… whahahaha!!!!!!!
Sisters, I tell you…
!
serioComic:just shoot them before they have a chance to say goodbye.
Whahahah!!! Oreo ji!!!
I've told her that a hundred times already.
(sigh… we're thinking on the same wavelength?!?! aaarghh!! Heavens help me… )
Scarry: Hope you've been OK of late…
Rani: Chill yaar… I don't mind your lectures… you're right, of course… I don't think she's hurting as much as I am, though… that's just the way she is… and you're right… she's leaving behind so many people… it is harder on her. Sigh.
Khushi: Calm down??!! caaaaaaalm down??!! Arrrrrrrrrr. Can't. Thoughts are driving me crazy.
Senor… wahahah! OK… what do you do? Journalism? Something related to writing?
If I weren't afraid… I'd… go for a walk in the middle of the night. lol. Not so good where I live for that, I feel…
Unique_princess:Today I went to my old high school for my brother's interview there and I saw my old favourite teacher, and it was soooooooooooo nice meeting him after four years! He was so happy to see me and to see how I'm doing and how my life is since high school. I told him I graduate next year and to wish me luck and he said you don't need luck, you have always worked hard, and those who work hard don't need luck! awwwwww!! I was so happy!!! lol. He had to get up once during the interview with my bro and he's like oh my legs hurt I'm getting old, and I said “Sir! you look the same as you did four years ago!! Don't be acting now!” lol, hes probably in his late 30's now. He was telling my brother about my times there and about my cheekyness and my bro said he hated maths and loved English, the teacher was like, “it runs in the family I see!” lol he still remembers!. Man going past the old school halls and the canteen and the library and playgrounds and stuff brought back a countless number of memories!! High school days were the best of my life! Lol, in my mind I was playing back all those old memories as I walked through the grounds. Time flies!! Sometimes I wish I could go back to those days but I'm also happy to be here right now in this point of my life waiting for something beautiful to start Insha'Allah.. and If I went back in the past, it wouldn't let the future happen… school days were my days of naivety, innocence, blossoming friendships, falling in love lol. They were such carefree days, aaah those lazy hazy crazy days of summer!!!! its weird but even now when I see a cool evening and the sun shining through the window it takes me back to those days! and to those people whom I loved so much and still love so much lol..I had so many good times there, and I've learned so much since then about people, life, love and relationships.. and I'm so grateful for that beautiful period of my life! Alhumdulilah
I love your nostalgia moments, Tayba….
Current feeling o'mine:
I feel lost. I feel so lost. Lifeless, soulless, lost.
Khushi – 1. *smiles at quote* Wah!
2. *falls off chair laughing* You!
So.. you want a story huh?
Damn.
Damn damn damn.
A crazy stupid idiotic lovable friend of mine is being such a pain in the heart. So, on the 25th of June, I'm going to kick her useless little a$$ out of my country. Only… nooooo… I am not even going to be there to kick her sorry butt out of my physical world – I will be bl.oody preoccupied with something else. Her last freaking moments in this country – and I won't even be there to pi.ss her off once more.
Fu.ck. She can't do this to me. This is unfair.
Time – Situations – Life… the things that brought us together… they are now playing games with me. They are laughing up their in their cosy little places, watching my thoughts writhe in hidden pain and look around helplessly for something… anything. Fu.cking sadists. Leaving me to pick up the shattered pieces of memories from the hot scorching ground of Farewell.. I bet they have a cunning smile on my face when they're watching me helplessly try to glue the pieces back to the way things were… the way things are never going to be again. I feel like saying a HUGE “up yours” to them… telling them to bugger off and let me be… I am much stronger than their invisible forces.
I. HATE. FU.CKING. FAREWELLS.
Sh!t.