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Hasi Mazak mein



Aankhein khuli jab meri, ek aisa rang dikha
Saason mein satrangi gubbare phul gaye
Hasi Mazak mein roya tha pehli baar
Hasi Mazak mein sabne has diya!

Kadam badhne jab lage mere, ek aisi manzil dikhi
Raaston mein sange-marmar ka jaal ban gaya
Hasi Mazak mein gir gaya tha pehli baar
Hasi Mazak mein sabne mere koshish ki tareef ki!

Taleem se mujhe jab ishq hua, ek aisi roshni dikhi
Lafzon mein mera carvan chal pada
Hasi Mazak mein shayar ban gaya pehli baar
Hasi Mazak mein sabne ‘irshaad’ bol diya!

Mehboob ne jab mujhe gale lagaya, ek aisa ehsaas hua
Jannat mein zinda jaise pahunch gaya
Hasi Mazak mein usne jab chhod diya khaak mein
Zindagi ka maqsad zinda hua…  Hasi Mazak mein!

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