Ek Tu Hai Tujhe Parwah Hi Nahi Ek Main Hu Pareshan Tere 〈Confirmed · 2026〉

You move through your days like the wind—careless, untouched, unaware of the storm you left behind. Meanwhile, I count the hours, reread old messages, trace the ghost of your laughter in empty rooms.

Here’s a short poetic piece based on the emotional weight of those lines: Ek Tu Hai Tujhe Parwah Hi Nahi Ek Main Hu Pareshan Tere

If love is a thread, then mine is tangled around my ribs, and yours… yours is still folded neatly, unused, waiting for someone else to pull. You move through your days like the wind—careless,

Ek tu hai, tujhe parwah hi nahi. Ek main hoon, pareshan tere liye. Ek tu hai, tujhe parwah hi nahi

The Distance Between Us

But here I am—still standing in the rain you don’t even know is falling. Not because I expect you to feel it. But because walking away would mean admitting you never felt a thing.