Phool sukh jate hai 1 waqt ke baad, log badal jate hai 1 waqt ke baad, apni dosti bhi tootegi 1 waqt ke baad, lekin woh waqt ayega meri Maut ke baad...
Taron ko ginane wale ham na they, akele gungunane wale ham na they,yeh to aapki dosti ne aadat si laga di, warna kisi ko itna yaad karne vale ham na they..
Aksar dosti karne wale,Apne dost ki tarif karte rehte hai,Taki wo unse juda na ho jaye,Hum isliye khamosh rehte hai,Taki un par koi aur fida na ho Jaye
Woh Yaro ki Mehfil"Woh Muskrate Pal" Aaj juda hai hamse"apna bita hua kal" Kabhi zindgi guzrti thi hasne hasane Me" AaJ waqt guzrta hai KAGAZ KE NOTE KAMANE ME