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Kuch bhi aasan nahi hota, Bin sangharsh koi mahaan nahi hota...

Jina chaahe aasaan nahi hota…
Par bin sangharsh ke to koi bhi mahaan nahi hota….

Jab bhi darr jaaye shaksiyat jeene ke dauraan,
Jab lage ab to bas gaye hi ye praan…
Maan lena ek nya daur fir jeewan me aaya hai,
Fir se ek naye tajurbe ne tumhe bulaaya hai…..

Marna to ek din sabko hai, ghabraate kyu tum ho,
Jeena to abhi poora jeewan hai, thak jaate kyu ho…..

Agar acha mila to khushi dega, bura mila to tujurba,
Koi bhi kahaani kabi barbaad nahi hoti,
Bin ujade kabhi koi jagah fir se aabaad nahi hoti….

Rukengi nahi saanse jabtak samay aayega nahi,
Nahi haaroge tum jab tak tumhara dil chahega nahi…..


Praan tyaagna to door, ek saans bhi kam nahi kar sakte marzi se,
Khuda smbhalta hai tumhe jab bhatakte ho manzil se,
Kabhi khud ko naa maan na chota ya kamzor,
Kyunki wo rabb kabhi nahi chorr ta tumhari dor….


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