Moods
Membuat
Raat ka scene kuch aisa hota hai: duniya bhar ke log chand ko dekh kar ishq ke dard me aansu baha rahe hote hain. Shayari likh rahe hote hain, diary bhar rahe hote hain, aur apne dil ke tukray ginte ginte neend ka intezaar karte hain. Lekin mai? Mai chand ko dekh kar bas ek hi sochta hoon: โchand roti jaisa lag raha hai, upar se butter bhi laga do to bas paratha ban jaye.โ ๐ Log kahte hain ishq ne neend cheen li, aur mujhe lagta hai bhook ne fridge ki talaash pe bhej diya. Jahan log โtum bin jee na paayeโ ga rahe hote hain, wahan mai โbiryani bin jee na paayeโ ki dhun me fridge khol khol ke check kar raha hota hoon. Matlab dil to mera bhi dukhta hai, lekin dil ke sath pet bhi dukhta hai. Logon ka โraat ka dardโ unhe poetry likhwa deta hai, mera โraat ka dardโ mujhe kitchen me pakoray talwa deta hai. Ishq walon ko neend nahi aati,
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naseer
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Nabi Ka parman
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