Ek hi rasta hai jispe chup-chap sar ko jhukaye huye, band aankhen kiye log chalte hai saare janam ... jaante bhi nahi, sochte bhi nahi, poochte bhi nahi ... unko yeh rasta lekar kahin jayega ya kahin bhi nahi ... chalte chalte kahin ek modh aata hai, seedhe raste se bilkul alag ... koi deewana hi hota hai joh ki udhar jaata hai ... varna baki toh sab seedhe raste pe hi apne saare janam chalte hai ... sar jhukaye huye, band aankhen kiye, aur ek dukh liye ... modh joh dekha tha uspe mudh jaate hum toh na jaane kahan tak pahunch paate hum
There's only one path on which people walk for their entire life silently, with their heads bowed down and with their eyes closed ... they don't know, they don't think, they don't even ask ... whether that path will even take them somewhere or not ... then as they move along a turn comes, totally different from the straight path ... and only a crazy person takes that turn ... because mostly everyone else continues to walk on the straight path for their life ... with their heads bowed down, with their eyes closed, and with a grief in their heart ... that may be if we had taken that turn, then today we would've reached places and attained a lot