Apni hi dhun me rehti thi..

ek larki shokh or chanchal si..

Hr aik se batein krti thi..

Khoob mauj masti krti thi..

Ik dhanak thi us k chehray per..

Phir janay kya toofan aya..

Chehray k rung bikhar gaye..

Khushiyon k rung utar gaye..

Jb poocha kisi ne aey larki…!!

Tum ne ye chup kyun saadh li?

Wo kuch na boli, bus ro di..

Aur khaak pe hath ki ungli se..

kuch lafz anokhy likh dalay

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“B.A. wich 3 Sapliyaan…”