We were Just Friends in the Start...
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Zuban ladati hui biwi, kisi ko b nai h bhati...
Pr Bezubaan b to, kisi ki Biwi bane k kaam nai aati...-
Dar h Tere Khone ka ya...
Dar h Tujme khone ka..
Kch aisa asar hua h...
Tera Mere pass na hone ka...
Na Tu kabhi ta Mera...
Na Tu kabhi hoga Mera...
Fir q aaj ye Dar sata raha h...
Tera Mere pass na hone ka...
Nikalna chahti hu me iss Dar k ghere se...
Ab Tu hi bata koi upaye jo nikale mje iss jhamele se...
Kch aisa asar dikha ab Tere hone ka...
Ki Dar hi na rahe Muje...
Tera Mere pass na hokar b...
Tere Hone ka...-
Bheed mein khud ko khona to aam baat h...
Bheed me apni alag pehchaan banana yehi to safalta ki shuruat h...-
Oas ki ek bund si hoti h Betiya...
Sparsh khurdara ho to roti h Betiya...
Roshan karega Beta to bss ek hi Kul ko...
Do-do kul ki laj ko sahejti h Betiya...
Koi nai h Dosto ek dusre se kam...
Hira h agar Beta...
To Moti h Betiya...
Papa ki Pari, Bhai ki Dulari hoti h Betiya...
Kisi Muthi me bhari Neer si hoti h Betiya..
Khud humesha kato ki raha me chalti h Betiya...
Pr aurr k liye sirf phool boti h Betiya...-
Chal ishq me iss bar khud ko mauka dete h...
Khud se khud ki pehchaan karate h...-
An Introvert Person is present ...
Until the absence of the Extrovert Friend...-