Letter

By Tanishq Srivastava

Pyaar intezaar hai

Na milta bazaar me

Na hoti jeet kisi ki

Na hoti haar hai

Muje jisse pyaar hai 

Liye uske jaan nisaar hai

Chaand se krta izhaar mei

Naam nahi bataunga woh ek raaz hai.

Aao chalo raaz kholte hain

Muje jisse pyaar hai usse bolte hain

Maa, sun rahi ho na aap

Bachpan se thama hai aap ne mera haath

Papa, kyu hote ho udaas

Jitna pyaar maa se utne aap bhi ho khaas

Maa baap ke bina ,yeh zindagi aadhuri hai

Raasta kathin, yee lambi kitni doori hai

Hain mushkilein jhukin, unki bhi majburi hai

Sapne honge pure ,yeh khuda ki manzuri hai

Pita ki ye mehnat, pyaar maa ka anmol

Unke sangharsh se judi ,ye safalta ki hai dor

Unke liye raja bakiyon ke liye chor

Kismat haath mei aur safalta ka hai shor 

Jaise krishn ki basuri dil me basi hai

Ghar se joh door unki aakhon me nami hai

Hui haar yeh zindagi na thami hai

Mile kitne log sachhe bandon ki kami hai.

By Tanishq Srivastava