The conflicts around you will recede and vanish into oblivion... The conflicts around you will recede and vanish into oblivion...

O! The inhabitants of the street of my beloved see if you could find the insane poet Ghalib there s... O! The inhabitants of the street of my beloved see if you could find the insane...

I was like a drowning child, The fear of my mind had gone wild, I was like a drowning child, The fear of my mind had gone wild,