Kya zamaana tha,hum roz mila karte the; raat bhar chaand ke humraaz fira karte the.. Dekh kar jo chupchaap guzar jaate hain, kabhi us shakhs ko apna Dost kaha karte the....
saalon baad na jaane kya sama hoga, hum me se na jaane kaun kaha hoga, phir milna hoga to milenge yaadon me, jaise sukhe gulab milte hai purane kitaabo me
Lamho mein jo kat jae wo kya jindagi aansuo mein jo beh jae wo kya jindagi jindagi ka to falsafa hi kuch aur hai jo har kisi ko samajh aae wo kya jindagi
kisi ka pyar pane ki tamanna nahi, aap jaisa dost ka dular mile itna kafi hai aap chahe humein milo ya na milo, par humein yaad karte raho bas itna kafi hai
mazloom ki anho ke nisane nahi baithe, jalim ke abhi hosh theekane nahi baithe, our jo waqat ne aise bhi maoke hame bakhshe hai, hum fir bhi buzurgo ke shirhane nahi baithe,
Muskan k dayre me hamesha khushi nahi hoti, Ansoon k sailab me hamesha gam nahi hote,Ban jaye chahe fasle jitne bhi,dosto ki dosti kabhi kam nahi hoti.
Waqt ke panne palatkar fir woh haseen lamhe jeena ko dil chahta hai,kabi muskuraya karte the sab dost milkar,aaj phir unke sath wo pal bitane ko dil chahta hai.
Har injam ke hakdar wo hame bana jate hai, har khata ki saja wo hame suna jate hai, ham har bar khamosh rah jate hai, kyunki wo har bar Dost hone ka hak jata jate hai...
