Raman was coming home after Gulaabo's incident ....
He cried for his wife soo much as she was not even caring ...
His heart pricked remembering the incident ....
Ishita's words never felt that painful but today....

Tu kia jaane tere bin jee na sakein ge...
Tu kya jaane tere bin jee na payein ge...
Tu kya jaane tere bin mar jaein ge ...

he fisted his palm as his wife and daughters were in danger but he could not do something..

tu kya jaane tere bin jee na sakein ge ...
Tu kya jaane tere bin jee na payein ge ...
Tu kya jaane tere bin mar jayein ge ..
Na ja na ja re na ja re mere dil ke sahaare...
Mujhe chod ke ...
Mukh mod ke ...
Tu hi mera apna re
Tujhko yeh pta re ...                     nhi todte dil jod ke..

his heart was paining sooo much love was just there in his heart his heart just love....
The feeling was pure so much pure that he could not even gather himself....
His love was not uderstanding him

Tu kya jaane tere bin mar jaein ge ...
Tu kya jaane , tere bin jee na payein ge...
Tu kya jaane ,tere bin jee na payein ge ..
Tu kya jaane , tere bin mar jayein ge...
Tu kya jaane...

ishita was his life

Tere bin aise ujday...
Ujday na koi rabba aise bichday...
Bichday to yeh jaan bhi nuchday...(squeezed)
Nuchday phir  saans bhi ukhdayyy...
Ukhday kahun kis ko yeh dukhde...
Dukhday meri jaan ke tukday...
O saari duniya se pyare ...
haath jod ke ...
Sab chod ke..

his every pain was in stereo song
His jaan ke tukde both were far away from him far away his both daughters...

tu kya jaane tere bin mar jaeyein ge ...
Tu kya jaane tere bina jee na sakein ge...
Tu kya jaane tere bin jee na payein ge...
Tu kya jaane tere bin mar jayein ge...

the pain overpoered his senses

Ab tu hi btaa de..
Bta de kaise jeena hai sikhaa de...
Sikhaa de bewafa hi bna de...
Bna de mujhe koi bad dua de...
Dua de ya tu zeher pila de ..
Pila de par un na sazaa de..
O rabba dekh tu aake...
Mani dunyia khuda re...
Tujhe chod ke ...
Muh mod ke ...
Tuhi mera apna re...
Tujhko yeh pta re...
Nhi todte ...
Dil jod ke...

He reached to her home where one more sleepless night was waiting for him..

Tu kya jaane tere bin mar jayein ge...
Tu kya jaane tere bin jee na sakein ge...
Tu kya jaane tere bin jee na payein ge ...
Tu kya jaane....

Plizzz apne ghar wapis aa jao tumhare bina yeh ghar ghar nhi lgta  ...
Yeh bed , mera is pe sone ko dil nhi krta ...
Aja na madrasan tere bin yeh ghar bohot suna hain ...
Tu yahan hi nhi to main kiss se ladun...
Kis se bina maqsad argue krun..
Meri har raat aise rote hi guzarti hai...
Mujhe koi geelay towel ko bed pe rakhne ke liye nhi daant..ta..
Main jab kisi problem main hun to mere aansu koi saaf nhi krta..
Koi aisa nhi jo mera sar apni god main rakh ke mujhe taphki de...
Koi mujhse choti choti baaton pe aargue nhi karta...
Aa ja na madrasan ab tere bina ghar kaatne ko dodta hai...
He cried watching the pic on the frame...
Sitting in the floor he cried his heart out and then on the floor the sleep evaded him...

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Gud morning every one
This is pakistani song but its just so  beautiful to maine fit kr dia...

Bye every one ...  Have a lovely day ahead