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''Shak ki sui atki hui,
Beete samay ka ghera,
Kendra par baitha tha fir kal kyun,
Kya dosh hai mera? ? ?''
When I come out with hope, I dont bother for scope, Inspite of thinking millions, I think of a little stuff, that carries me through my ventures, to relieve to engulf.Inspite of thinking millions, I try myself to be,