ek dahai ka arsa bhi koi arsa hota hai dost lekin ye bhi sach hai dost mere baalon mein tu utri aur phaili hai chandi lakh chhupana chahun lekin chughli kha hi jati hai lal ho ya kali mehndi umr ki makdi jhurriyon ke jale bunti jati hai yun lagta hai jaise ek dahai bhi koi ek sadi hoti hai lekin ye bhi sach hai dost lams ki khushbu qurb ki hiddat yaad ki shama sab kuchh taza taza hai yani ruh mein basne walon ko to hijr ka gham hi zinda rakhta hai ek dahai chahe guzre chahe guzre ek sadi sach to ye hai ab tak tum mere andar zinda ho lekin bolo kya main bhi zinda hun