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Qismat key sitarey jab toot jatey hein badal jati hai duniya seharey roth jatey hein. hum ney sokhi hoi shakhon peh laho charka tha phool ager ab bhi na khiltey to qeyamat hoti. chehrey ajnabi ho jaein to koi baat nehi mohsin lehjey ajnabi hoon to bari taklef detey hein. eysa khamoshi ka alam ho jaey ga hmarey baad keh ho ker udas prindey bhi tera shehar chor jaein gey. kal chodvein ki raat thi shab bher rha charcha tera kuch ney kaha yeh chand hai kuch ney kaha chehra tera. ajeeb huner hai merey hath mein yeh sher likhney ka mein apni barbadi likhta hoon ur log wah wah kertey hein. peyas kehti hai keh ab reat nchori jaey apney hisey mein samander nehi aney wala. tajoriyan bhertey hein log umer bher key liey moot ka frishta rishwat nehi leyta. andhiyon ney tor di hein drakhton ki tehniyan kesey ktey gi raat prindey udas hein. wo aey bhi meri qabar peh to rqeeb key sath kon kehta hai keh musalmano ko jalaya nehi jata.