Jab kya acha kya bura kya piche chhut gaya kya piche rah jayega ye sab bhul ke mai baithi hoon
Bahar aate hi mai us duniya me wapis aa jati hoon jahan bhoot rahte hain
Alag alag rang birange kapde pehne saje sawre bhoot
Mai bahar aate hi unme se hi ek ho jati hoon
Khud ki likhne pe hi shaq hone lagtaa hai mujhe ki kya ye mai sahi me mehsoos kar v rahi hoon ya maine khud hi ek apni kalpnik duniya bna li hai
Kya ye sach hai
Har bar mai unhi sab sawalo me ghir jati hoon ki ky sahi hai kya galat hai
Pr aaj ki haqeqat ye hai ki sahi galat se pare maine aaj boht dino bad acha mehsoos kia
Alag aacha khubsurat acha ekdam alag
Agar sahi galat sach jhuth vartaman atit aur bhavisya se thodi chhuti mile mujhe to mai kahoon ki haan mai, mai thi
Mai khush thi mai alag thi mai puri ki puri si mai thi....
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