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My Unbiological Sister

Nov 25, 2022
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By Radhika Soni


Sai Baba- Sai Baba bulane pr

Hoti thi use badi hairangi

Mili thi pehli baar mujhe

Vo nanhi si Sardarni


Pehle tu muje kyu na mili

Kisko du me uska dosh?

Apne nakhro aur kapdo

Se udati thi vo sabke hosh


Apne style aur fashion sense

Se bnati thi vo naye naye pose

Aur choti-choti baton pe

Nakhre karti thi vo roz


Har friendhip’s day pr naye tohfe

Thi me uske liye laayi

Roi thi me boht soch kar

Hmare bech me teesri kyu aayi?


Kiya har mushkil ka saamna

Dale hathon me haath

Yaad ate hai vo din jo bitaye

Humne ek dusre k saath

Hmari dosti ke baare me sara

School aur college tha janta

Yaad ata hai muje teri mummi

Ke hath ka bna aloo ka prantha





Fashion queen ka fashion tha poore

College me mash-hoor

Iske jaisi figure kaise lau

Ghaas foos khane pr ho jati thi me majboor


Pta hai muje, tuje boht pasand hai

Mere ghar ki aloo ki patty

Relationships me rahi hai

Tu hmesha tacky


Kabhi na bhulungi hmari vo

Exams ki raton ki taiyaari

Dil ki saaf, lagti hai

Tu mujko boht hi pyari


Jisne har pal mera saath nibhaya

Muje har mushkil se bachaya

Thi tu mera guroor,

Kyu chali gyi tu mujse itni dur?



Cheen li meri dost mujhse us

New York sheher ne

Pta nai kab milegi mujse meri

Dost us ishwar ki mehr se


Dukh to boht hota tha

Tera mujhse dur jane ka

Na jaane kab milega mauka

Tuje India vapis ane ka


Jis tarah har pal tune

Mera saath nibhaya

Usi tarah kabhi koi

Na kr paya


Meri zindagi me toofan ane pr

Jab chod di thi maine saari aas

Bada hi sukoon deta tha tera vo kehna,

“tu yaha aja mere pas”

Rakhungi me dhiyan hmesha tera

Kabhi na hone dungi zindagi me tere andhera


Jis din tu mili mujhe

Krungi boht josh se Bhaangraaaa

Ye hai meri pyari si

Friend “Sahiba Kalraaaaaa”!


By Radhika Soni





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