A beautiful ghazal written by Nida Fazli and made popular by the late Jagjit Singh. Enjoy!
Pehle har cheez thi apni magar ab lagta hai
Apne hi ghar mein kisi doosre ghar ke hum hain
Waqt ke saath mitti ka safar sadiyon se
Kisko maaloom kahan ke hain kidhar ke hum hain
Chalte rehte hain ke chalnaa hai musaafir ka naseeb
Sochte rehte hain kis raah guzar ke hum hain
This journey of ours, it is not of our making,
In whichever direction the wind blows, we are blown in that direction.
Before, everything felt like it was my own, but now
I feel like an outsider in my own home.
Time and the earth (sands, ashes) have been long bound together, in this long journey
Who knows, where we come from, where will be go
We keep going on, to continue is the destiny of the traveller,
We are constantly thinking, which past road, we have come from
A link to the ghazal is here: