Ab doori bardaast nahi hoti,,,,
Kitni karvatein ginoon,
Kitni raaahein takoon..
Saanso ka woh ubaal,
Aankho me faila bawaal..
Ab doori…..
Waqt se kahta hu tham ja,
Chand se kahta hu ruk ja..
Dil me hai jo baat kah loon,
Aa kabhi meri bhi sun jaa.
Ab doori……
Kya tadap hai, kaise bataaun,
Apni kashish kaise chhupaun.
Dard hota hai , aaa jaao,
Jaan ko kab tak bahlaaun.
Ab doori bardast nahi hoti..
These blogs r fondest of my words, closest to my bosom, deeply enriched with the outcomes of an introspective sojourn.... The panoramic view of sinusoidal life and its adornments ....
Saturday, April 19, 2008
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