ek ke baad ek aazmate rahe humko kabhi sapne to kabhi apne rulate rahe humko ek wo hi the jinhe ruthna na aata tha barso gujar gaye aur hum manate rahe unk
Apki yad ne mujhe fir rula diya,bohut khush ho ap zalim jisne hame ye sila diya,2 shabd v likhna na ata tha hume,or aaj apki mohabbat ne mujhe shayar bana diya.