december ki sard ratoon main
sab apne apne bister per
jab meethi neend sou rahy hoty hain
lekin main jag rahi hoti hoon
bas yunhi chaat ko takttee rehti hoon
soch ki waadi main utarte hi khyal us ka ata hai phir yaad bhi woh ate hain
yadoon k sath hi ye baat dil main ati hai
kia woh bhi jagta hoga
kia mujhy sochta hoga
kia uski meethi neend bhi
us se rothti hogi
kia mujh ko dhoondti hogi
sard raton main...
