Jahan mulakat hui wo makan tha doston
Wo meethi baat , teekhi takraar
Jami kitni hi mahfil-e-yaar
Har kone me bani kahani koi
Dilon me rah jaegi nishani koi
Kitni hasin, kitni thi masti
Sabki alag alag thi hasti
Aaj uth jaegi ye mahfil
Khali khali se honge dil
Bhinna bhinna bhavo ka kaisa adbhut ye sangam hai
Jahan naye makam ki khushi, wahan bichadne ka gam hai
Saman dhuan badh hai, Fiza me ghula kaisa ye rang hai
Hum na honge ek mahfil me ab, yaadein lekin sang hai
……………………………………………………………… padav (tuchadom) ki aur !!
Well, it just can’t end over here; special mention to ‘Upper Cut’ is still left
Upeer Cut ke din,
yaaron kitne haseen
apni alag hai ada,
yaaron sabse juda
apna hoga aasman,
apni hogi zameen
Upper Cut ke din
Yaaron kitne haseen
Alag rang hai, dhang hai
Duniya dekho dang hai
hum hain jawa
hum hain juda
har mehfil, humse jami
khwab bune hum rangeen
Upper Cut ke din
Yaaron kitne haseen
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