December Kay Mahinay Ka Woh Shaid Akhri Din Tha
Baras Guzray Kayen
Main Nay “Mohabat” Lafz Likha Tha
Kisi Kagaz Kay Tukray Per!
Achanak Yaad Aya Hay
Baras Guzray Kayen
Muj Ko Kisi Say Bat Kerni Thi
Usay Kehna Tha
Jaan-Nay Jaan! “Mujay Tum Say Mohabat Hay”
Magar Main Keh Nahi Paya
Woh Kagaz Ag Tak Lipta Para Hay Dhool Main Lakain
Kisi Ko Day Nahi Paya
Dobara Cha Ker Bhi Main Mohabat Ker Nahi Paya
It Has The HANDSTo Help Other
It Has FEETTo Hasten To Poor & Needy
It Has EYESTo See Misery & want
It Has EARS To hear Thee Sights & Sorrows Of Men . . .
Chandni se chamakti is raat mein,
ek khushboo si hai har baat mein,
hai sitaare mere kadmo ke tale,
Ek ehsaas hai aaj unki har aahat mein,
paas aake bhi kyu hein duriya,
koi pyasa hein kyu barsat mein.
kabhi Lafz bhool jaon
Kabhi baat bhool jaon
Tujhe is qadar chahon
Apni zaat bhool jaon
uth ker jo kabhi tere
paas se chal doon to
jaate huwe khud ko
tere paas bhool jaon
Friends can help each other. A true friend is someone who lets you have total freedom to be yourself – and especially to feel. Or, not feel. Whatever you happen to be feeling at the moment is fine with them. Thats what real love amounts to – letting a person be what he really is.
