Miss mine said:Kya naam du is rishte ko tere
mujhe maloom nahin,
dil kehta hai ke hai ye bahut purana rishta
vahee rishta..
jo chand ka hai chandni se,
sitaro ka hai aasma se he..
samunder ka hai gehraee se..
jism ka hai aatma se..
phoolo ka hai khooshboo se..
suraj ka hai roshni se..
kya naam du is rishte ko tere
mujhe maloom nahin..
kuch hee dino kee ye mulakato ne
bechen kur dala hai dil ko
khayal rehta hai tumhara hur dum,
hur pal, hur lumhah..
chavi hai tumhari ankho mei
khooshboo hai tumhari sanso mei
tum duur ho tuo paas ho
pass ho to duur
ye kya hai ? kyu hai ? kaise hai ?
kuch maloom nahin..
is rishte kee hud
mujhe maloom nahin
kya naam du is rishte ko tere
mujhe maloom nahin. . . . . .
JanuBaba said:Somewhere in the North.. K2 Base camp
JanuBaba said:Somewhere in the North.. K2 Base camp
Miss mine said:
God made a wonderful mother,
A mother who never grows old;
He made her smile of the sunshine,
And He moulded her heart of pure gold;
In her eyes He placed bright shining stars,
In her cheeks fair roses you see;
God made a wonderful mother,
And He gave that dear mother to me.