Gift of Love (Pain)
Na jane kitni baate chupe hoti hai logo ke dil me is baat ko janana bhaut muskil hota hai, aur kuch aise kaam hote hai jo hamasa chupe rahe to he thik hota hai, aur sirf wo he jane jiske liye wo baat chupi hai, Log aise kosis karte hai par sayad safal nahi ho pate, kiyoki ye duniya itni jalim hai ki apne se jayada dusro ki baate pata lagana chahti hai.aur jab jan leti hai to un logo ko aur rulati hai, aisa hi kuch aajkal hamare shath ho raha hai, but it is the
gift of Love.
Sab Se Chupa Kar Dard, Woh Jo Muskura Diya..
Sab Se Chupa Kar Dard, Woh Jo Muskura Diya
Us Ki Hansi Ne Aaj To Mujh Rula Diya,
Lehje Se Uth Raha Tha, Har ik Dard Ka Dhuaan
Chehra Bata Raha Tha Ke Kuch Ganwa Diya,
Awaz Mein Thihrao Tha, Aankhoon Mein Nami Thi
Aur Keh Raha Tha Ke Mein Ne Sab Kuch Bhula Diya,
Jane Kiya Us Ko, Logon Se Thi Shikayatein
Tanhaiyon Ke Dais Mein Khud Ko Basa Diya,
Khud Bhi Woh Hum Se Bichar Kar, Adhura Sa Ho Gaya
Mujh Ko Bhi itne Logon Mein Tanha Bana gaya,
Sab Se Chupa Kar Dard, Woh Jo Muskura Diya
Us Ki Hansi Ne Aaj To Mujh Rula Diya.