~Hawa k jhoke aj mausamon se ruth gaye, Gulon k sokhiyan jo bhawre aake lut gaye~ Changes I have seen coming, going- after the wonderful turmoil, But the weather in me soaks in it often- the change, unlike former, Once sinking in a glass of moonlight milk, some pure blessings and afluence knock, The next moment, this 'I' drowns...