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JAB HUME CHHOT LAGTI HAI
WO PEHLE ATE HAI...
JAB HAMARE AKHE NUM HOTI HAI..
WO FOOL BAN KE KHUSHIA LE ATE HAI


JEEVAN KA MATLAB  HUME SIKHATE HAI
HAR PARISTHITIYO ME ...
NAYI  UMANG JAGATE  HAI
UNKA ANDAZ HAI NIRALA....


UNKE BINA JEVAN ME HAI ANDHIYARA....  
DEEP BAN KR ....
UJALA KR DE SABKA  JEEVAN
HASI-MAJAK SE  KRKE


JEEVAN KA MATLAB SIKHA DETI HME
BACHPAN SE AB TAK.................
HATH PAKAD KE CHALA HAI HMNE,
SIKHAYA HAI JEEVAN KA ART TMHUME....


BADLE ME  HASI KE DO BOL LEKR
EK BHI NA TUTE YE DOR...
EK BHI CHUUTE  NA PECHE....
BAND KRKE APNI HATHELI ME....
BAND KRKE  APNE YADOO ME
RAKH LE ISEE.....RAKHLE  ISEEE....
                                                                








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