a boy ws aBout 2 leave, bt b4 he did, he gave his Girl a dozen roses. 11 r real & 1 s artificial & he told d Girl,"dnt cry, i wil love u until d last 1 dies.."
Lamha lamha intzar kiya us lamhe ke liye or woh lamha aya bhi to bus ek lamhe ke liye, guzarish yehi hai khuda se ke kash woh lamha fir aye 1 lamhe ke liye .
Dard kya hota hai batayenge kisi roz, ek achchhi si gazal sunayenge kisi roz, udne do parindon ko aazad fizaaon me, agar apne hue tau laut aayenge kisi roz..