taaruf

mere dada jo british fauj ke nami bhagode the
na jaane kitni jailon ke unhon ne qufl tode the
charas ka aur ganje ka wo karobar karte the
khuda se bhi nahin darte the bas begam se darte the
mere tae bhi apne waqt ke mashhur cheater the
kai jailon ke to wo half-yearly bhi wisitor the
har ek ghunda unhen ghar baithe ghunda-tex deta tha
tijori todne ka fan unhin se main ne sikha tha
chacha marhum nasik jail se jab wapas aae the
to mashhur-e-zamana ek tawaif sath lae the
wo thumri dadra aur bhairwin mein baat karti thi
tarannum mein surayya aur lata ko mat karti thi
mere walid khuda bakhshe kahin aate na jate the
sahar se sham tak aman ke aage dum hilate the
thi ek bakre numa burraq dadhi un ke chehre par
magar phir bhi kabaddi khelte the raat ko aksar
main apne bap dada ke hi naqsh-e-pa pe chalta hun
magar bas farq itna hai wo ghunde the main neta hun
police pichhe thi un ke third-degree ki ziyafat ko
mere pichhe bhi rahti hai magar meri hifazat ko
nahin parwa ki leader kaun achchha kaun ganda hai
siyasat meri rozi hai election mera dhanda hai
siyasat mein qadam rakh kar haqiqat main ne ye jaani
chura kare kunad aaqil ki baz aayad pashemani
This is a great shayari dada dadi. True lovers of british english shayari will love this. For some people shayari is the most enjoyable thing in life and they absolutely adore ganje ki shayari. Please share if you liked this!!!

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