Wo mera nahi ye batana ajib lagta hai,Ab us se aankhe milana ajib lagta hai,Chahte the jiska hath thamna umar bhar,Ab us se hath bhi milana ajib lagta ha
Shuruwat mei badi-badi kasme khate hai ye log Lekin us pyar ko nibha nahi paate hia log Pyar mei DHOKE de jaate hai pyar karne wale Bewafaai karke kisi aur ka haath tham kar laut jaate hai ye log
Kashish to bahut he pyar me mere par koi pathar-dil pighalta nahin uparwala mile to us se mangu pyar apna Par suna he MOUT se pehle wo kisi ko milta nahi.
Aaj hume apni kismat par gusa hai aaya * *Fir hum ne apne aap ko baith kar samjhaya hai.* *Abey kismat ko kosne wale insan* *kya kbhi kismat se bhi koi jeet hai paya.*
Pehli Mulaqat me kuch aisa hua ehsaas, ki hum byaan bhi na kar paaye, aakhri mulaqat me kuch to kehna hi tha unse, yehi sochte hue unhe tanha chod aaye
