PRATIMA
Dil tumhe bhul nahi pata hai,
Tumhara chehra samne aa jata hai…
Bohot ladkiyan mili baad mein,
Par tumhari jagah, koi le nahi pata hai…
Maths, jo mujhe lagti thi sabse achhi,
Use solve karne me, thi tum bachi…
Maths padane ke liye, tumhe mein tha main,
Aur tumne chin liya, mere dil ka chain…
Maths padane me, mein tha jhakaas,
Kehte the mujhe, Junior Prakash…
Padane me meine, dil-o-jaan lagaya,
Jaan to lee nahi, phir dil kyun churaya…
Dil bhi khoya, chain bhi khoya,
Jaga din bhar, raat ko bhi na soya…
Yaadien tumhare saath, hain meethi,
Aaj bhi yaad karke tumhe, mein bajata hun seeti…
Khota hun, gata hun, muskurata hun mein,
Phir hosh me aane mein, kuch waqt lagata hun mein…
Karunga hamesha, me tumhe yaad,
Jab bhi hogi, gol gappe aur kachori ki baat…
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