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Ghabrana Mat

Peeth peeche aapki baat chale to ghabrana mat...
Manzil agar kathinayio se bhara dikhe to ghabrana mat...
Agar bharee mehlfil mein na vo shaan mile to ghabrana mat... 
Zindagi se har din ek naya sabak mile to ghabrana mat... 
Thokar kha agar girte dikhe to ghabrana mat... 
Wo gehri dhundli andheri shaam dekh ghabrana mat... 

kyonki, 

Subeh ke ujaalon mein sajte hai aas naye,
Wo zindagi hi kya jisne na intehan liye,
Wo sikh hi kya jisne hume na niraash kiye, 
Duniya ke pragaadh shor ne hume kaafi dafa udaaseen toh kiye,
Par kuch kar jaane ki lau aaj bhi dil mein hai unmaad bhare.
Asafaltaye to hai bikhre anek, par un asafaltao ko safaltao mein badal...

Aye dost chal zindagi mein bhare nirasha ko aasha se bharde !



©Suraj Pandey 

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    1. ЁЯТХЁЯТХ Thanks nahi bolenge.. ✌️ЁЯТп

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  2. Very beautiful written. In love with words

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    1. Thanks bhai...❤️❤️ aisehi support kriyo!

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  3. k likhe6e vai.... ami to abar preme pore ja6i....

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    1. dekh naam lekha ache amar... ЁЯШВЁЯШВjaake khujchs se ami e.. ЁЯШВ

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  4. Very well written!!
    Keep going...
    Ghabrana mat ЁЯШК

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    1. Ghabrahat ko durr kar aage badhna hai.... THANK YOU!ЁЯШК

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  5. valo hoye6e... keep it up... umeed karta hu agevi asehi dekne ko mile....

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  6. As usual flawlessly beautiful bhaiЁЯШНЁЯШН

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  8. So well written!! Rooting for more content like this :)

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    1. Keep Supporting and I hope I won't let people face disappointment.. THANKS

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  9. Darun reЁЯШНЁЯШНЁЯШНЁЯШН

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    1. ЁЯШНЁЯШН❤️ЁЯШНЁЯШН

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    1. Thank You Krishna bhaiya... ЁЯШНЁЯШНЁЯШНЁЯШНЁЯШН

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