Kisi ki yaad aise satati hai…
80 ke baad kya rishte ki mithaas mar jati hai…
Jaane ke baad apne khas ke..
Jab sunne padhe ye alfaas…
Umar ho gyi thi, chalo achha hua chle gye…
Udh gye mere hosh o hawash…
Kya log 80 ka intzaar karte hain..
Kya ansuon ki kimat 40 ya 80 pe hoti hai….
Logo ne to bus safedi baalo me dekhi.
Mene jo khoya vo heera tha..
Kese ansu na bhaun me 3 beto ko paida kar vo bhi to roya tha…
Jab tak thi zindagi khushi s kabhi bethe paas nhi…
Aaj maut ke baad kese ek kone me 12 din bitadiye…
Kabhi bole na jo has ke..
Aaj tasveer par has ke mala chada diye…
Mera rishta logo ne door ka bataya…
Apne hi dada ke liye ansu bahane pe samjhayaa…
Vo chle gye apni umar jee kar.. buddhe bhi to ho gye the…
Tujhe kya milega na kha-pee kar..80 ki umar me gye hue k liye itna rokar…
Tu apni b tabyat kharab kr legi..arey samjhati kyu ni re tum iski mummy..parayi hai ye to aaj ro rhi h kl khushi khushi apne ghar chal degi…
Kash me aunty ko samjha paati.
Bus itna unhe bata pati…
80 ki ni hum 100ve bday ki planning krte the..har saal vo jeete to hum jeete the…
Me kese khud ko smjha lu..ab jab bhi late hungi to koi ni jo pura ghar sir p utga lega…meri jara si tabyt jo khrb hogi dr. Ko bula lega… meri narajgi me bhi mjhe mana lega… me jane lagungi ghar se jb chuttiyo ke baad agli chuttiyo ka hisab mangwa lega…
Ab mere BF ka call ni aayega …
Koi ni hoga jo mjhe chidayega…
Apni choti si gf ko chor chle gye..
Mere dada ji na jane kis or chle gye..