Vo jo tod de har deewar har aate toofan ko... Ek uski khatir razi hai bechne har arman ko... Bich jati hai daulat met kr uske samne... Patni hai vo nibhati hai har dharm even jate waqt shamshan ko.. Log kehte hai abla kabhi kehte hain bala... Roop hai kitne aurat ke ye kon samjha ab tak bhala?? Nari kaisi bhi sahi sath har mushkil me vo nibhati hai... Sita to ab nahin fir bhi arthi ko kandha dekr pati ko moksh dilati hai... Ab na yamraj se prano ki raksha krna asan hai... Jo hain un sang khush raho, qki saye sang jeena mrit hokar jeene ke saman hai... 😑
Dil jeetne par unhone kabhi gaur nahi farmaya.. Bus apna soch soch kar har jagh apna rona gaya... Keh lete agar vo prem ke do meethe bol... Rishta hota atoot magar vah ho nahi paya.. To shikayten kaisi h unko hmse... Unhone jo boya vhi hi paya... Kante boke tum phoolo ki umeed rakhte ho.. Khud kadwe hoke tum meethe ki umeed rakhte ho.. Khud pe tum khud se jyda waqt bitate ho... Dusro ki peeda pr bhi muskurate ho.. Kaise manav ho tum jo sab jan kar bhi apni adato me ulajhte chale jate ho..
Jo bante h pujari khud ko nam se... Karm aise h ki sir jhuka de apman se... Mandir majjid ki daud hoti thi ab tak is race me... Ab to ahenkar ki jung ladte h ve bade ghuman se...
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