kyun itna gam judaai ka hai tu liye huye, yaadon k apni palko pe jugnu liye huye, is dour-Ae-purfraib me hairat ki baat h, baitha hai tu wafaao ki khushboo liye huye….
Hame ashqon se palkon ko bhigona nahin aata,mile jo khushi to use khona nahin aata,seh lete hain har gam haske aur log kehte hain hamen rona nahin aata.
Us sikandar ka sikwa koi kya kare,chahat nahi hume apni to uski chahat kya kare,dosh nahi lehro ka dosh nahi tufan ka, kastiya ho bewafa to manjil hi kya kare..
Har ek muskurahat muskan nahi hoti.! Nafrat ho ya mohabbat aasan nahi hoti.! Ansu khushi ke gham ke hote hain ek jaise.! In ansuon ki koi pehchan nahi hoti.!
Shama parvana choro apne pyar ki baat karo Maatam ka shauk choro apne yaar ki baat karo Roné se nazron ke ashka sukh gaye hain ab Patjhar ka dukh bhulo apne bahaar ki baat karo
