A young rag picker and his...
BELLYFUL OF DREAMS( Naya naseeb)
Sundar saare iss jahaan mein
sapne sabke jhilmilaaye
Chanda fir kyon rote aaye
meri raaton mein
Taare toote aasma mein
roshan vaade choothe jaayein
Kisliye woh saaye cchaane
mere khwaabon mein.
Aisa kyon ki gumsum hain zameen
Kaliyaan meri kori har kahin
Khushiyon pe parchaai si
bachpan ye murjhaayi si
Dil ye mera mujhsa hi garib
Mil jo jaaye muhko ek pari
maangu usse main naya naseeb.
Sundar saare iss jahaan se
sapne sabke jhilmilaaye
Chanda ab bhi rote aaye
meri raaton mein.
Taare toote aasmaa mein
roshan vaade cchoote jayein
Chaahe saaye cchanthe jaayein
mere khwaabon mein.
Reh bhi jaaye gumsum yeh zameen
kaliyaab meri rangeen na sahi
Khushiyon ki hai jhalki si
Bachpan cchalke halki si
Dil yeh mera kyun ho fir garib
Mil bhi jaaye mujhko woh pari
Maangu usse mein subah nayi....
Bhanwre dheemae gungunaayein
sargam pyaari keh sulaayein
dhun woh tooti kyun ghulaayein
meri saanson mein
Thandi aati hai hawaaein
naadan palkein choome jaayein
Tinke bhaari kyun udaaein
meri aankhon mein....
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