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Chupke Ka Rona

By Gunjan Narula


Ussa ladke mein itni himmat hai ki yeh duniya kya jaane,

Roz zindagi se ladta hai,

par kabhi kabhi haar kar chupke se ro jaata hai.


Chehre pe muskaan, dil mein tufaan,

par kisi ko kuch batata nahi,

apne dard ko bhi dost bana liya usne,

aur duniya ke saamne hamesha mazboot dikhta hai woh kahani.


Vo ladka jo thoda sa thak gaya hai,

par rukna usne seekha nahi,

ansoon ponch kar phir khada ho jaata hai,

kyunki har girne ke baad,

vo khud se ek naya vaada karta hai.


By Gunjan Narula

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