dur hote hue qadmon ki khabar jati hai khushk patte ko liye gard-e-safar jati hai pas aate hue lamhat pighal jate hain ab to har chiz dabe panw guzar jati hai raat aa jae to phir tujh ko pukarun ya-rab meri aawaz ujale mein bikhar jati hai dosto tum se guzarish hai yahan mat aao is bade shahr mein tanhai bhi mar jati hai