Na jaane kyo chali aati hai udasi Din ke chipne k saath rat ke aagaman ke saath is vela ko gamgin bana jati hai namurad ye vidhwa ke uchat maathe si aanatho ki suni aankho si garibo ki sukhi rotisi jajallad kya tuze main hi mili hu apna banane ko namurad..................................
all our sorrows r bcoz of our desires n expectaions only
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