Dil behal jaey tu log chor dete hain,
koi or mil jaey tu log chor dete hain,
4 din ki chandani ka kya karna,
Chandani dhal jaey tu log chor dete hain,
Qasmeen Tu Khaty hain sada sath deney ki Zehan badal jay tu log chor dety hain,
Aj kl k Logon ka kya Bharosa...!
Mosam badal jay tu log chor dete hain,
Log "Dosti" karty hain matlab k liye,
Matlab nikal jaye tu log chor Dyte hain.......
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers'' eyes. Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers'' tears. What is it else? A madness most discreet, a choking gall and a preserving sweet
