saalon baad na jaane kya sama hoga, hum me se na jaane kaun kaha hoga, phir milna hoga to milenge yaadon me, jaise sukhe gulab milte hai purane kitaabo me
Jab bhi yaad aati hai muskura lete hai kuch palo ke liye har gam bhula dete hai kaise bhig sakti hai palke aap ke aap ke hisse ke aansu to hum baha lete hai..
Andhere me rasta banana mushkil hota hai. Tufan mein deepak jalana mushkil hota hai. DOSTI kisi se bhi kar lena mushkil nahi, Ise bas nibhana mushkil hota hai..