The day when you were standing in front of me br And when I just because of sheer excitement br Of being close to you and having faced you br When suddenly I felt that some spirit has possessed me br And when I felt you were much taller than me br And the colors of you ‘pairahan’ br Those red lips and white cheeks br The sparkling teeth br My submission of talking to you br That I was in love with you br Not love br But that I liked you br Though I loved you br Because by that time br I did not know that you will honor the word br May be I was not generous enough br I should have gone with the flow br The flow of your beauty br And your sparkling shining teeth br That expression of amazement br At my confession br The confession of love br And likeness br To me br You were like an angel br To a lover br Many lovers would have felt br The same way br As I did br While talking to you br And then br When you were no more br I was left with my imagination br And the memories br Of your sweet presencebr br Sadiqullah Khanbr br