JINKE SAAYE MEIN KABHI CHAHTE THE GUJAARNA ZINDAGI,
AAJ UNKI YAADON SE BHAG RAHEN HAIN,
KAHIN SOTEY HUE WO KHWAB ME NA AA JAYEN,
IS DARR SE KAYI RAATON SE HUM JAAG RAHE HAIN
Manoos Ajnabi Ab k December may Main nay bhi kuch khawab sjaye hain apni sard aankho'n may per darr lagta hai kahi yeh meray khawab pghel na jaye Dhoop pernay per....!!
Things base and vile, holding no quantity,
Love can transpose to form and dignity.
Love looks not with the eye, but with the mind,
And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
