Aapka har ek sms khas hota hai, wo hamare dil ke paas hota hai, Hum bhale hi turant jawab na de paaye, magar phir bhi aapke agle sms ka intzar hota hai..
Vo pyaar ke rishte kaise-kaise ho gaye, kabhi hum aapke dost the ab aise-waise ho gaye, agar ab bhi sms na kiya to hum samjhenge ki hum se pyaare paise ho gaye
Pee ke raat ko hum unko bhulane lage, Sharab me apne gum ko mitane lage. Zaalim sharab Peete hi asar dikhaane lagi. Nashe me unki saheliya bhi yaad aane lagi.
Chand Pe Kali Ghata Chhati To Hogi, Sitaron Ko Muskurahat Aati To Hogi, Tum Lakh Chhupao Duniya Se Magar, Akele Me Tumhe Apni Shakal Pe Hansi Aati To Hogi...
