Kabhi Toh Khoobsurat Lagiye Aise...

Kabhi Toh Khoobsurat Lagiye Aise...


Kabhi toh khoobsurat lagiye aise,

Ki rah chalte musafir bhi teher jaye, sambhal jaye, tham jaye,

Ki woh joh wafa se nafrat kar bethe the,

Woh bhi ishq ke kadmo mein nisar ho jaye...


Paakh hai woh, bebaak bhi sahi,

Paakh hai woh, bebaak bhi sahi,

Zaroorat bhi thein, par itefaq nahi...


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Arif Rohani

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Pranay Paunikar

Employee Experience & Wellness Manager HDFC Bank || Interned at Kotak Mahindra Bank || SCMHRD (2020-22) || Ex-Wipro

2 周

Beautifully expressed!

Ankit Trivedi

Strategic Growth Architect | Seasoned Business Development Leader| Expert in Nurturing Growth Opportunities & Lasting Key Alliances

2 周

Nice work.

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