Papa

Papa ek aisa insaan jo apne bare m bad m sochkar apni family ke liye phele sochte hai apne shauk markar apna mann markar apne parivaar k khushiyon s hi khush hote hai bilkul aise hi the mere papa ab vo to nhi hai lekin unki bhut saari memories aisi hai jnko mai jab bhi yad karti hu mujhe unki bhuut yad aati hai and mai kisi bhi share ni kar paati to socha yahan share Karlu mann ki bat

Har ghar mai hota hai vo insaan Jise ham papa kehte hai but kisi kisi ki life mai papa jyada time sath nhi rahte bahut jaldi chale jate hai papa sabhi ki khushiyon ka dhyn rakhte hai aur apni khushi apne bacchon ki khushi mai dhund lete hai khud ko gareeb aur apne bacchon ko ameer banate hai jise ham papa kehte hai kholte hai sabhi khwaishon ke dwar jinhe ham papa kehte hai beti ki shadi ,beto ko makaan bahuon ki khushiyaan damado ko maan kuch aise hi safar mai guzare vo har sham Jise ham papa kehte hai

Yaron

Ek saal aur beet gaya bin tumhare Yaron,lekin yaron mai aaj bhi vahin ruki hun,badal gaye ho tums saare dur hokar mujhse,ab ye narazgi bhi kispar jaya kru,han manti hu tumhe fikr rehti hai ab apno ki,mujh jaise gairon se ab kahan miloge,yad bhi hai tumhe shakal meri,ab to vo school ki yadein bhi tum bhul gaye ho,Haan ek saal aur beet gaya bin tumhare ,Badal gaye ho tum mai aaj bhi vahi ruka hun

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