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Tu Yaad Aati Hai Ma

Mar 24, 2023
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By Disha Kedia Gupta


Jab subah

Aankhey khulte he

besudh si daud padti hu mai

Nibhaane sab zimmedaariyaan

Yaad aata h tab

Tera wo pyar se jagaana

Aur mera bus 10 minute bol kar

Wapas so jana..


Jab sehem jaati hu mai

Raato ko

Sunn k baadal ki gadgaddhat

Aur bijali ki awaaz

Yaad aata h tera aise mein

dabe paanv mere kamre mein aana

Aur mujhe sota dekh

Chup chaap wapas chale jana..


Jab mann karta h

Apni pasand ka kuch khaane ko

Par waqt nai hota,

Wo sab banane ko..

Yaad aata h tera wo

“Bus 5 minute ruk” bol kar

Humari pasand ka kuch bhi fatafat se banana..



Jab tera naati sota hai

Meri goad mein sarr rakh kar

Bachpan apna jeeti hu usse dekh kar

Yaad aata h tera

Wo baalo ko sehlana

Aur tujhse baatein karte karte

Teri goad mein Mera so jana...


Jab baithti hu

Bemann se khana paros kar

Rakh laati hu bus

Ek fulka moss kar

Yaad aata h tera

Ek he thaali Mein

hum teeno ko apne haatho se khilaana


Jab ho jaati h bhool kabhi

Ya lagta h gusse se darr

Yaad aata h Tera

Humme papa ki daant se bachana

Aur muskura kar sab kuch sah jana


Raah dekh rahi hu ma..

kab khulegi wo raah

Jo aati h tere dar tak..

Apne ghar tak..

Kyunki..

Yaad aata h

Tujhe bewajah khoob sataana

Tujhe dil ki Harr baat batana


Yaad aata h apna aangan

Yaad aata h wo bageecha

Yaad aata h wo saavan

Yaad aata h wo jhoola

Aur...

Tu yaad aati h ma..

Bahut yaad aati h ma..


By Disha Kedia Gupta




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