5 songs on KiKehnde
SONGS
Harkirat Sangha
Either our mind changes or the government changes -- and our mind isn't changing.
A guy with no Bentley and a rented house tells the girl to call him at midnight if she wants to know how he's doing, because it'll take him till morning to explain.
She pulled the moon down for her tikka, ditched Prada for a paranda, and turned writers' words into her kohl. Boys wait on her path. She won't say a word.
Tobacco-packed mustaches meet Billboard charts -- a Malwa village boy smuggles words from the sky and tells the industry the falcon hasn't spread its wings yet.
A girl inventories every remedy for her lovesick eyes -- mascara, doctors, steam, eye drops -- and mourns the 21-year dark-circle-free streak this boy just wrecked.