Colour of Festivals
I wake up with messed up bed hair
Gaze at the clock which had struck 8,
An aroma reaches me, diffused in the air
14th of June is today's date.
"Raja" that's the name, if I reckon correctly
Well, all the phones are already flooded,
With wishes and messages so many
That the day has been coloured in red.
Living in a city, your heart my turn gray
"This will...
Gaze at the clock which had struck 8,
An aroma reaches me, diffused in the air
14th of June is today's date.
"Raja" that's the name, if I reckon correctly
Well, all the phones are already flooded,
With wishes and messages so many
That the day has been coloured in red.
Living in a city, your heart my turn gray
"This will...