woh waqt woh lammhein,
hamein kyon yaad aate hain,
jo muthi mein band rait ki tarah,
lekin aksar humare bus mein kuch bhi nahi hota,
jo muthi mein band rait ki tarah,
phisalte huye peecche reh gaye hain.
woh chehare, woh log,
woh chehare, woh log,
hamari aankhon mein,
kyon samatein hain,
jo ab hamare liye nahi aur,
hum unke liye nahi hain,
lekin aksar humare bus mein kuch bhi nahi hota,
hum jinke bare mein sochna nahi chahate, janna nahi chahate,
woh hamare khayalon ki dehliz per aa kharde hote hain,
hum jinhein yaad nahi kerna chahate,
woh dil ke kisi na kisi kone mein moujud hote hain,
lekin shayed insaan ke bus main kuch bhi nahi,
na jeenaa apne khatir na merna,
woh dil ke kisi na kisi kone mein moujud hote hain,
lekin shayed insaan ke bus main kuch bhi nahi,
na jeenaa apne khatir na merna,
to phir dil aur dimag aisi khawahis ko,
aisi tamannao ko jagah hi kyon dete hain.
aakhir kyun...??
aisi tamannao ko jagah hi kyon dete hain.
aakhir kyun...??
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