boht ajeeb hoti hai yeh zindagi....
kabhi hasati to kabhi rulati hai yeh zindagi.....
mana boht se gham deti hai yeh.....
par khushiyon se bhi jholi bhar deti hai yeh.....
log kehte hain ki bhagwan hume khuch nhi deta....
par jab khushiyan aati hai to koi uska naam bhi nhi leta....
khoye rehte hai apni rangili si duniya mein itna wo....
ki bhul jaate hai apno ko pehchanne se bhi wo......
kuch bache hote hain had se zyada hoshiyaar.....
to kyun kuch ko milti hai bsss maar aur dutkaar....???
aaj koi bhi insaan
apne mata-pita ke saath
rehna nhi chahta.....
kya wo bhul gye hai???
ki unhon-ne hi
sahi raasta hai unko dikhaya.....
kyun badh rahi hai
ye nafrat ki dor har din...????
kyun sab log khiche chale
jaa rhe hai iski aor har din...???
agar chahte ho
is bimari ko khatam karna....
to har ek insaan ke saath
khushi aur pyaar se rehna....:))
nahi jaanti main ki yeh galat hai ya sahi....
par koshish karne mein koi harj nahin..........
<3 <3
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