Getting back to working on my first song

I wrote it when I was in college in 2012. First draft of the lyrics just came out like flowing water, and I could feel a sense of achievement. The guitar chords weren't so great, open chords rarely are. The song structure was entirely missing, I didn't know what it was back then.
It was like one verse after the other, 8-9 altogether. There was the last section which could be called a chorus, I wrote it like after the chorus, there was a verse, then a bridge to chorus again. I didn't know if other songs did that but I didn't care.
The sad part was that the whole song was those 4 guitar open chords, the verse and chords only had a slightly different weight I put on the strumming.

Yesterday I was testing my condenser mic, and after 8 years I looked back at the lyrics I had.
I pulled an all-nighter and referred summer of 69's structure to restructure my song.
I was surprised at the result, after just an hour I had a good song structure. I was missing intro, outro, but I'd need to play an instrument to actually get that right.
The problem was again the music. I play alone, and can barely handle my acoustic guitar, my piano skills are beginner level. I tried to have closer pitched chords for the chorus, but obviously it didn't work. Then I began to wonder that when I sing the song according to the original chords, in the tuner I can see 2 tones higher chords than the guitar chords I was playing. I checked the tuner with a couple other songs and the difference felt the same.
(Now bare with me I may be on the verge of reinventing the wheel, and probably would miss by miles, but hey there's so much spoonfeeding around tutorials and videos that I don't really get the sense of accomplishment.)
I noted down the chords I was singing in the original version, and then matched it with the original chords. I know that was like comparing tabs with chords, but it made a little sense and it made me happy.
I began to picturize the song, where it would take place, and what kind of pace it would need so that it could help with the music a little.

In the end I couldn't come up with any new chords for the chorus, and while editing lyrics and updating song structure took me just an hour, the investigation and composing music took the rest of the night. But with no results.

The pursuit has not ended, I'll get back to it soon enough once I get a new inspiration or a jingle in my mind.

Hey at least I got back to painting my wooden katana finally, so that's a win.

Aren't you the only one

Kehte hai duniya badi hai, log kai hai, hazaron manzile hai.
Sab kuchh naya hai, sab kuchh juda hai, har ek rahgir yaha khushnuma hai.

Dil dhadka hai lekin jab, ek hi chehra nazar aaya.
Laankhon ki bheedh mein, koi aur raas na aaya.

Tab yeh laga hai, ke ye duniya simat si gayi hai.
Tab yeh laga hai, ke ye duniya tu hi toh nahi hai.
Tu hi toh nahi hai, tu hi toh nahi hai.
Tu hi toh nahi hai, tu hi toh nahi hai.


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English translation:

They say it's a big world, filled with people, with thousands of destinations.
Everything is new, everything is different, every traveler is pleasant.

But when a heart beats for someone, only one face showed up.
Among millions, nobody felt the same.

Then it felt like, the world just shrunk.
Then it felt like, this whole world, aren't you the only one.
Aren't you the only one, aren't you the only one.
Aren't you the only one, aren't you the only one.

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Hindi posts

Hindi ek jatil bhasha hai. Kintu mujhe gyaat hai, aur meri Soch ki pratham bhasha hai aur mujhe upyog bhi Karni Chahiye.
Lekin humne itni Urdu shuru mein istemaal Kar li, ki shuddh Hindi aaj kal ke achhe Hindi gaano ki Tarah ho gayi hai - badi mushkil se milti hai.
Aajkal English bhi mix ho gayi hai, aur log aapas mein ek sentence bhi communicate nahi kar pate bina English use kiye.

Problem ye hai ki use toh mein kar lu, log padh bhi le, par content ko chot lagti hai. English words yaha jeet jate hai.
Par koi baat nahi, thode bahut toh likh hi sakta hu.

Socha tha lyrics likhna phir shuru karu. Is baar share hi kar du.
Likha hai pehle bhi. Khat nahi, par online ka zamana hai, bayaan kar diya tha. Iraade mazboot the, toh izhar bhi mazbooti se kiya tha. Chahat adhoori thi, lekin ikraar bakhoobi kiya tha.

Socha na tha us samay, ki ye subah bhi aayegi. Aankhen khuli rahengi mez par, subah bhi jaag jaayegi. Jo 18 ghante jaddojehad mein laga rehta tha kuchh ikhtiyar karne ki firak mein, woh ek minute bhi gin gin kar kaatega.

Dosti hai aapas mein meri khud se aaj, socha na tha us samay ki yeh subah bhi aayegi.

This post is written in Hindi, Urdu, and regular Urdu-mixed-Hindi, but in roman script so it maybe difficult to translate. Sorry reader but devnagri script (for Hindi) is difficult to write or read from phone.

Neutral

I remember when I used to diligently follow FIFA world cup. I used to defend My favourite team and adore the stars. Passion is not the word I will use for it. It was a sense of being one with them, feeling the proud with their achievements.
When we have something we feel this undivided affection towards, we feel what they feel, and keep obsessing about them.
When we recently escape from a tough situation, obsession is lost, affection is lost, 'passion' is lost. What is gained is anxiety of losing everything dear to you, and more than that we gain a distrust over our own beliefs.
Try to follow my train of thought, I don't mean to compare passion or affection with love. It's the distrust over own beliefs, the doubt which starts growing inside our own like a cancer which starts engulfing your whole character.
World is a tough place. It is indeed a stage and we're actors, as so wisely said. But it's also filled with billions of different personalities. Each personality has their own opinion, perception, dreams. Each dream is an opportunity, that they might be compatible with you. And maybe there might be a 0.0001% chance the compatibility lasts for a long time. :)

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