Ansu na hote Ankhome to Ankhe Itni khubsurat na hoti Dard na hota dilme to khusiyo ki kimat na hoti Puri hoti sab ki Murade to kisiko khuda ki Zarurt na hoti.
Tu kya jane kaise pilayi jati hai,Kholne se pehle botal hilayi jati hai,Fir awaz lagayi jati hai,aa jao tute dil walo,Yahan darde dil ki dwa pilayi jati hai
Lakho log mohabbat karte he Duniya me,Shayad hum Un jaise nahi, Dikhane k liye hum bhi TAJMAHAL bana sakte he, Magar MUMTAZ ko marne de vo SHAH-JAHAN hum nahi