unhe hai shooq agar bijliyana girane ka ... hamara kaam v hai ashiyan banane ka......

jidhar jate hain sab ...jana udhar achcha nhi lagta ....mujhe pamal raston ko sa far achcha nhi lagta ....galat baton ko sun lena ...hami bhar lena..bahut hai fa ide isme ...magar achcha nhi lagta.....mujhe dushman se v khuddari ki umeed raht i hai.....kisi ka v sir kadmon mein sir accha nhi lagta....bulandi pr inhe mitti ki khusbhu nhi ati......ye kyn baki rahen atank jano....mera v ghar jala dalo.. ..k sab be ghar hoo aur mera ho ghar ..achcha nhi lagta.... barson ki rasmo rah thi ek roj usne tod di hoshyar hum v kam nhi...umeed humne v chod de....usne kaha kaise ho tum..bas maine lab khole hi the...aur baat dunya ki taraf mod de.... najam...mere mukhalif ne chal chal diyeee...aur ab meri chal k interjar mein hai ....magar main kab se safed khano siyah khano mein rakhe...kalesafed muhron ko d ekhta hoon....agar main bolta hoon yaad ane lage chacha galib...ya ilahi ye majra kya hai....tadta hoon har ek ladk i ko warna ankhon ka faiyda kya hai... aur tauba tauba pyar ka ijhar telephone pr... doston se karna yaar jikre-e-yaar telephone pr... 4 aashiq kr rahe the tajkira mashooq ka...ek jaise guftagu thi 4 telephone pr.. taqdeer ka khota hai muqaddar se lada hai...dunya use kahti hai k chalak bada ha i...khud 30 ka hai dulhan 60 bars ki...girti hui deewar k saye mein khada hai... . 6 mahino me hi ye hal kiya biwi ne..saal bhar baad syad khabow mein mile..is tar ah wo rakhti hai hame daba kr ghar mein...jis tarah sukhe hue phool kitabon mein mile... doston k beech mein hum fir tamasha ban gaye....aur hamare sare armanoo ka keema ho gaya....apni mahbuba se milwa k fir pachtaye hum...3 din k baad ifty ka wali ma ho gaya... hala k tu jawan hai mutallo hai aaj v....fir v h tujh pe mujhe kitna itbaar dek h...khudwa raha hoon qabr avi se mein tere liye ...tumera shoaq dekh intejar dek h....