Gift mein smartphone hum ne jab se begum ko diya
Tab se dil ko mila sukoon chain ka saans
hum ne liya
Kabhi kabhi sahi faisle
bhi dair se huwa karte hain
Dair aayed durust aayed ke qaul pe faisla hum ne kiya
Ab sar se mere har waqt ki kud kud, aur
bala hai tali
Mujh ko ab jaise sahi maano
mein azaadi hai mili
Jo ghar hote huwe bhi Jail
sa lagta tha mujhe
Us ka har Dar hai ab khua aur har Khidki hai khuli
dar
= darwaza
Har waqt haath mein phone aur sar jhuka milta hai
Begum ka chehra hamein ab kum hi utha dikhta hai
Jo angutha hamaare kuch kehne pe uth
jaata tha
Woh ab saara din whatsapp pe message likhta hai
Hai inaam ka haqdaar jis ne smart
phone banaaya
Kai logon ke dil se pareshaani ka hai
bojh hataaya
Phirte hain dandanaate sabhi shohar ab ghar
mein
Door rehta hai ab sar se jo biwi ka khauf
tha chaaya
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