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Zamana (poem)

  Just as life catches its speed, we often forget how we were and what got us here, soon the daily routine becomes a reality and we're stuck telling ourselves " woh bhi kya din the..." 

The following lines describe some similar emotions, as when I look back and see myself dreaming, just like everyone else finding a partner, falling in love.



Kamyabi k nashe me Dil dhut hai aajkal, usse yaad kiye zamana hogaya...


Tumhe dekhkar Khush, aur koi tumhe dekhe to chid jata tha, kisi ki muskaan per pighale zamana hogaya...

Wo kitabo k bahane tumhare peeche aana, har baat per bewajah hasanaa, man he man tumse baat kiye zamana hogaya...

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