Bohat yaad aata hai unke sath bitaya har pal....
wo waqut jabh hum har dum masti kiya karte the...
meri har baat pe wo has diya karte the...
meri tang har choti si choti baat pe khicha karte the...
meri hansi ko masoom bache ki hansi keh ke khil khila ke mere sang hansa karti the...
mujhe ulte pulte naamo se pukara karte the...
aaj jabh duniya pyar ke dino ko hans ke apne pyar ke sang milke mana rahi hai...
hum un gujare lamho ko dil mai chupaye raat bhar ankhon se hoti barsat mai bhega karte the...
Ek he baat sochte hai ap jahan bhi hoge apne pyar ke saang muskara rahe honge...
apni duniya mai sab kuch bhula ke aage bad chuke honge...
bas yahi dua ye tutta aur tanhayi se bhara dil apki khushi ki dua khuda se din raat...
karta hai ap apne pyar sang zindgi bitna hume jeene ke liye ye tanhaiyon ka silsila bohat hai
wo waqut jabh hum har dum masti kiya karte the...
meri har baat pe wo has diya karte the...
meri tang har choti si choti baat pe khicha karte the...
meri hansi ko masoom bache ki hansi keh ke khil khila ke mere sang hansa karti the...
mujhe ulte pulte naamo se pukara karte the...
aaj jabh duniya pyar ke dino ko hans ke apne pyar ke sang milke mana rahi hai...
hum un gujare lamho ko dil mai chupaye raat bhar ankhon se hoti barsat mai bhega karte the...
Ek he baat sochte hai ap jahan bhi hoge apne pyar ke saang muskara rahe honge...
apni duniya mai sab kuch bhula ke aage bad chuke honge...
bas yahi dua ye tutta aur tanhayi se bhara dil apki khushi ki dua khuda se din raat...
karta hai ap apne pyar sang zindgi bitna hume jeene ke liye ye tanhaiyon ka silsila bohat hai
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