Dil ke riste ka koi mol bhao nhi hota
Kyunki ye bikau nhi hota
Pehle to log apne riste nibhane k liye kya kuch karte the
Par aj log itne khud garz hai apne alva kisiki sochte hi nhi
Isiliye aj dunia itni choti ho gayi kyunki sabhi busy hai
Koi kisi k ghar ana jana nhi milna miana nhi
Sabhi kis liye bhag rahe hai us paise k liye
Sahi bhi hai paisa nhi to izzat nhi
Par do pal ruk kr haskr muskura dene me jo sukoon hai na
Wo aur kahi nhi hai
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