کھل چکا
Every night you drove the rickshaw with tapes of the great qawwal who was born in this city playing louder than the engine.
Abbu, I watched your hands at my cousin's wedding and couldn't stop looking at them.
دراز میں دیکھا جا رہا ہے…
دراز میں دیکھا جا رہا ہے…
ایک مُہر بند خط Naveed کا انتظار کر رہا ہے۔
Every night you drove the rickshaw with tapes of the great qawwal who was born in this city playing louder than the engine.
Abbu, I watched your hands at my cousin's wedding and couldn't stop looking at them.
اس خط کا باقی حصہ مُہر بند ہے۔