Gam nahi tha humko kabhi zamaane ki ruswayion ka,Takleef hoti hai jab koi apna khafa ho jata hai,Dil ki khalish aksar jaan leva ho jati hai lekin,Dar-e-dil ek had ke baad dard-e-dawa ho jata hai.
raaz ki baatain likhi aur khat khula rehney diya jaanay kyon rusvaion ka silsila rehnay diya.. umar bhar saath reh kar woh na samjha dil ki baat. do dilon kay darmiyan ik faasla rahney diya ! apni fitrat woh badal paya na iskay bawajood, Khatam ki ranjish magar gila rehney diya !
Dil Ko Har Waqt Tasalli Dena Hota Hai. Dard Hota Hai Na Jane Kahaan Hota Hai. Aap Kyun Puchte Ho Is Dard Ki Haalat. Hum Kya Batayen Ki Ye Dard Kahaan Hota Hai.
DAR DAR BHATAKTE FIRTE HAIN ARMAN KI TARAH HAR KOI MILTA HAI ANJAAN KI TARAH, IS DUNIYA SE KHUSI KI AAS KYA RAKHNI, YE TO GAM BHI DETI HAI EHSAAN KI TARAH.