aadhaa hain chandrmaa, raat aadhee
rah naa jaaye teree meree baat aadhee,
mulaakaat aadheepiyaa aadhee
hain pyaar kee bhaashaa aadhee
rahane do man kee aabhilaashaa aadhe
chhalake nayan aadhe dhalake nayana bhee
palakon mein bhee hain barasaat aadhee
aas kab tak rahegee adhooree
pyaas hogee naheen
kyaa ye pooree
pyaasaa pyaasaa pawan pyaasaa pyaasaa
gaganpyaase taaron kee bhee hain baaraat aadhee
soor aadhaa hee shyaam ne saadhaa
rahaa raadhaa kaa pyaar bhee aadhaa
nain aadhe khile, honthh aadhe hilerahee man mein milan kee wo baat aadhee
MY PERSONAL SPACE...IT IS MY WORLD...MY LEARNING...MY THOUGHTS.....WHAT I LEARNED FROM THE NET..SOME NICE ARTICLES FROM OTHERS...I do not write for others..if you want to read..it is fine but this blog is not meant for any discussions...
Monday 2 July 2007
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