MATLAB KI HAI YEH DUNIYA PAISE SE BANTHI HAI AUR BIGADTHI HAI PYAAR MOHABATH CHAAHAT SAB-KUCH MILTHA HAI JAB HALATH BIGADTHI HAI THO SAB KUCH LUT JATHA HAI
Koi Nazre Churaye to badi taqleef hoti Hain.. Koi Daaman Chhuddaye To Badi Taqleef Hoti hai.. Kisise Pyar Kar per Zaada bhi mat kar Aye Dost.. Kyoun ke Jab Dil tutt ta Hai to Badi Taqleef hoti hain..
Ab To Mehfil Main Bhi Hamare Liye Tanhai Hai Gham Chupa Kar Mehfil Ko Sajana Kaisa Lagta Hai Mehfil Main Dosron Se Hans Hans Kar Milta Hain Tanhai Main Gham Ke Ansoo Bahana Kaisa Lagta Hai
Agar main mar jau to mere jism ko jala dena,magar usmaise mere dil nikal lena.muje parva nahi dil jalne ki,muje parva hai usme rehne wale ek ” DOST” ki