Gustakhi ye hai hamari..
Har kisi se rishta jod lete hai..
Log kehte hai mera dil pathar ka hai..
Lekin…..aye dost…
Kuch log aise bhi hai jo ise bhi tod dete hai.

Hum dard jhelne se nhi darte..
Par us dard ke khatam hone ki aas to ho…
Dard chahe jitna bhi dardnak ho…
Par dard dene wale ko uska ehsaas to ho…..

Meri khushi ko lauta de koi..
Mere hontho se muskura de koi..
Dard bohat hai meri zindagi mein ..
Dawa ban kar is dard ko mita de koi ….

Kitne DUR Nikal Gaye
RISHTE Nibhate Nibhate…
KHUD Ko KHO Diya Humne
APNO Ko Pate Pate…
LOG Kehte Hain Hum MUSKRATE Bahut Hain…
Aur Hum THAK Gaye
DARD chhupate chhupate..

Gehri thi raat, lakin hum khoye nahi,
Dard bahoot tha dil mein, lakin hum roye nahi,
Koi nahi hamara jo puche humse,
Jag rahe ho kisi ke liye,
ya kisi ke liye soye hi nahi.

Tumko chupa rakha hai in palkon mein ,
par inko yeh batana nahi aaya ,
sote mein bhi jag jati palkein meri ,
palkon ko abhi tak dard chhupana nahi aaya

Jis Din Se Juda Woh Humse Hue,
Is Dil Ne Dhadkna Chhor Dia,
Hai Chand Ka Muh Bhi Utra Utra,
Taaron Ne Chamakna Chhor Dia.

Kya mila pyar mein zindagi ke liye,
Roz aansoo piye hai kisi ke liye,
Wo to gairon mein khushiyan manate rahe,
Hum tadapte rahe ek hansi ke liye.

Dard kitne hain bata nahi sakto,
Zakhm kitne hain dikha nahi sakti
Aankhon se samajh sako to samajh lo,
Aansoon gire hain kitne gina nahi sakti…