· *I walk along the Mall road with my guitar
· *Aimlessly without a word to utter
· *My hands contained in my pockets
· *Body demanding rest
· *I sit beside The Ridge
· *Ignoring my hunger fist
· *The wind is the only music I can hear
· *Consequently my heart have something to share
· *I bark out the tears from my eyes
· *Just because I don’t have choice
· *I wipe them off and try to stay calm
· *By telling myself to be strong
· *People who do wrong gets wrong
· *I pull out my guitar outta my bag
· *And feelings outta my sack
· *I sing along the chord line
· *To express the inner mine
· *“Zindagi mein zinda rehta hoon yun
· *Khud se hi tanha rehta hoon kyun
· *Kyun janta nahi kahan meri manzil hai
· *Kya hai khwaish meri kya chata yeh dil hai
· *Kyun har baar aansu hi dete hain mera saath
· *Kyun hamesha tanhaiyan thamti hain mera haath
· *Zindagi mein zinda rehta hoon yun
· *Khud se hi tanha rehta hoon kyun”
· *As I finish I inhale some fresh air
· *Thinking beyond fair and unfair
· *Maybe I’m not living in my life
· *Im just surviving on a knife
· *I want to live else I should die
· *Atleast its better than to survive
-Kartik Tewari
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