Ek adad NAUKRI ki taalash, aur puri kothri bhar Sapne, kuch apne
Wo thandi raaton me sardi ke tamaache
Jaise ahsaas dilate hue meri har nakamyaabi ka
Wo ghar se aate phone kee ghantee
PAPA ka Samjhana Mummy ke na khatam hote sawaal,
Aur phir bin bulaye mahmaan ki tarah sabse chupke aata Ek aansu
Pareshaan hu in besharam salaahon se bhi
Jo abto dete hai log chalte phirte hee
Kismat bhi shayad jaise kisi table ke neeche bathi hai
Dari dubki sakuchayee , ya hai koi
Bewafa premika jo aen waqt pe chod jaati hai saath,
Inhee saare khayaloon ke saath sone ki koshish karta mai
Par ab to Subah se bhi lagta hai dar Sari mehnat lagti beasar
Khud se vishvaas bhi uthta jaraha tha ki achaanak
Jaise paayal ki awaaz ne todi ho chuppi suni sadak ki
Apna naam itna achaa kabhi nahi lagatha shaayad
Paer pe khade ho paana tha mushkil
Dhadkane thee tej aur mujhse bhee jyada khush the mere Dost
Aur aaj phone maine kiya tha ghar pe
Par ye taalaash abhi khatam nahi hui hai
Ye to shruwaat hai Itihaas ki
Ki abhi baaki hai khwaab kai aur
Baaki hai safar Sapno se Hakeekat ka…..
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