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hum dil de tum bill dena


Yeh mausam aur ye doori...
Yeh doori aur yeh mausam...
Uff! Doori ka ehsas ab sataane laga hai,
tere sang, har beeti har ek lamha yaad ane laga hai!

Dil ki tu hi hai ek tamanna,
Tu aaye ya na aaye tera call ajaye.
Jaise hi baje mere cell ki ring "chuma chuma de de!"
Dhakano ka metre daudne laga hai,
PT usha se bhi tez daudune laga hai!

Agar network ki batti naa gul ho jati,
Toh hoti khatti meethi baatein.
Saari raat, poora din
jagte , sote
khate, peete,
loo karte, snan karte.

Aur bill aane ki parwah na karte,
Jab tak credit card na ho jata fill,
Ya connection na ho jata kill,
Ya TV par naa aa rahi hoti Kill Bill!

Agar tum hote pass aur na hoti doori,
Toh karte hum talk when we walk,
Na hota network problem, aur na ek kilometre lamba bill.
Toh tumse karte talk on and on jab tak na hota sar dard,
Pyar hai tumse itna ki sar dard se bhi ladh jaate,
zhandu balm laga kar karte tum se khoob sari baatein.

lekin ab na hoga humara jeena phone ke sahare,
ab hume rehna hai sang- sang,
saath saath beete din aur raate
Aur is tarah kat jaati humari poori zindagi

Toh gaate hai ek romantic song aur kar dete hai parda band
Dekho baag mein phool khile, aur muasam ho gaya rangeen
ab na rahi yeh dooriyan aur woh mausam
aur gaye mera dil waah dil-e-taaj waaah , yeh hui na baat!!

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kanupriyasingh said…
lol...this is awesome!!!
Perfect mood elevator!!
February 9, 2010 at 9:45 AM
Unknown said…
Is dard sey doobey huye nagmey ko parh kar aankhon mein aa gaye aansoon aur dil ko bukhar...
Kudos!! tum dono ko hazaar baar!!!
February 9, 2010 at 11:09 AM
Anonymous said…
wah wah!!!! wah wah!!!!
February 9, 2010 at 12:00 PM
Vijay Nadadur said…
Kya Baat hai Mansee. Good blend of hindi aur Angrezi!

Bahut maza aaya yeh post padhke! Could also relate to few instances.
February 9, 2010 at 12:15 PM
amritsr said…
Waah kya soch hai... kya samajh hai... jisne bhi likha hai kya khoob likha hai... hum baithe hai dil leke, tum baithe ho bill leke... hum dil de dete hai tum bill de dena :)
February 10, 2010 at 8:55 AM
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