jab se mai choti thi tab se hi mai to
tv par dikhna chahti thi
photo meri bhi paper me hoti
i wanna one it was to care famous
pehchan meri ho har ghar, duniya kare meri baate
ho surkhiyo me hardam ye naam mera
sab jane chehra mera
filmi sitare bhi to log hi hote hai
itna bhi mushkil kaha

jab se mai choti thi tab se aankho me
chota sa sapna raha hai
jamin se uppar taaro ko chhu kar
i wanna one it was to get famous
jo sapne na dekhe kya jane, khwabo me jeena bhi hai kya
choti lagegi baki bate sari mai kuch karungi bada
mujhko umid se bhi badkar milega mera yakin hai sacha

From a child's dawn, a screen's allure,
A yearning to bloom, a face to secure.
To grace the newsprint, a name to ignite,
To whisper my presence in day and in night.
To be a star, a beacon so bright,
My name on the lips, a familiar light.
For silver screen's grace, mere mortals reside,
And dreams, they are not so difficult to confide.

From a tender age, a vision held fast,
A tiny dream in the heart to be cast.
To touch the stars, from the earth below,
A yearning to bloom, a face to bestow.
The ones who do not dream, what do they know?
Of living in dreams, the seeds we must sow.
All else seems small, as I rise to create,
Beyond expectations, believing my fate.