mujh se mat poochho ke us shaKHs men kya achha hai achchhe achhon se mujhe meraa bura achha hai kis tarah mujh se muhabbat men koi jeet gaya ye na kah dena ke bistar men badaa achha hai

koi itnaa pyaara kaise ho saka hai phir saare ka saara kaise ho saka hai tujhse jab milkar bhi udaasi kam nahin hoti tere baghair guzaara kaise ho saka hai

vo afsaana jise anjaam tak laana na ho mumkin use ik KHoob-soorat mod de kar chhodna achha

us..ko fursat nahin milti ki palat kar dekhe ham hi deewane hain deewane bane rahte hain

mat pooch ki kya haal hai meraa tere peeche tu dekh ki kya rang hai teraa mere aage

yaar poora kaise meraa pyaar hota pyaar ka to naam hi poora nahin hai

tod degi vo bharosa phir karunga main yaqeen KHair main to jaanta bhi hooñ ki duniya gol hai

bhookhe ko tu jal paan karaya kar mazhab se u uupar bhi uth jaaya kar main mandir jaata hooñ tere khaatir tu bhi masjid men neer chhdaaya kar

sarkaari job ke chakkar men maine life aadhi kar li mere maa baabuji ne paise kii bhi barbaa dii kar li tu to sarkaari job kii taiyaari karte rahna potter mere mobile ke pattern ne yah kah kar shaa dii kar li

usne bheja hug kar ke is baar mujhe matlab ye sar dii to kat hi jaayegi