Wo shaqs...
Aakhir puch hi lia hmse kisi ne ke kyu pasand hai wo shaqs itna tumhe jise tumhari prwah nahi,
hum itna chahte hai tumhe fir bhi tum humnavaa nahi…
Fir Humne bhi palat kar pucha unse, ke kyu pasand hai hum itna tumhe?
hume bhi toh tumhari parwah nahi…
Jawab me unhone ek lambi list suna di
Tumahri ye aankhe, wo gehra dimple, tumhari baate or na jane kya kya….
Ab aayi hmare jawab ki bari, jaise taise hassi rok ke humne btaya unhe, ke kyu pasand hai wo shaqs itna hume,
Un kuch chand palo ke liye hi sahi uske pass wjha na thi hume chahne ki, chahe wo pal us raat ke andhere me hi kho gaye, lekin us raat is sawal ka jwab nahi tha uske pass, puri raat wo khud se bhi yahi puchta rha “na jane kyu pasand ho tum itna mujhe”…












