ek kohra tha jiska naam tha khwahish,
ek mahfil jiska naam muskaan,
ek nadi jiska naam mayusi,
ek jhharna ...khayal,
ek phool ...chhuan,
ek pahad ...dard,
ek ped ...ashq,
ek ghar...dil,
ek badal..rooh,
ek darpan ...tum,
ek mandir....mohabbat..........
To be continued...
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rishton ki milawatein ho jati hai dil mein , benaam rishton se hi lehek jati hoon... marasim aise na bante dekha kabhi chhoone se pahle ...
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Pushkin is my mom's Guruji's nephew.I don't know him.I never met him.He must be younger than me.Just very recently I saw his pic... -
jab bhi teri ankhein bolti hai Urdu Urdu si hawaah chalti hai... aksar nam aankhon mein teri, meri baatein bhig jati hain... ek ghazal ubhar...
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