" तुम एक गुलदस्ता थे और मैं काँटे बनकर रह गई"


usse kya pata mujhe safed gulab pasand hai

usse kya pata mujhe kishor kumar aur lata mangeshkar pasand hai 

usse kya pata me chai me adrak, eliachi aur dalchini dalti hu

usse kya pata me usske yaado me apne baalo ko bhahati hu

usse kya pata voh ek guldasta tha aur me ek phool

usse kya pata voh ek chaand tha aur me kaee sitaaro me se ek

usse kya pata voh ek mahaasaagar tha aur me kuaa

usse kya pata ki me usse kitna chaha ti hu....


-jane..

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