kisine apna banake mujhko muskurana sikha diya
andhere ghar me kisine haske chirag jaise jala diya
kisine apna banake mujhko muskurana sikha diya
sharam ke maare main kuchh naa boli
sharam ke maare main kuchh naa boli, nazar ne parda gira diya
magar wo sab kuchh samajh gaye hai, ke dil bhi maine gawa diya
kisine apna banake mujhko muskurana sikha diya
naa pyar dekha naa pyar jaana, naa pyar dekha naa pyar jaana
suni thi lekin kahaniya, suni thi lekin kahaniya
jo khwaab raato me bhi naa aaya, wo mujhko din me dikha diya
kisine apna banake mujhko muskurana sikha diya
wo rang bharte hai zindagi me
wo rang bharte hai zindagi me, badal raha hai mera jaha
koi sitaare luta raha tha, kisine daaman bichha diya
kisine apna banake mujhko muskurana sikha diya
andhere ghar me kisine haske chirag jaise jala diya
this is not a song ..it is a river flowing and the waves are ascending to touch the most senstive cores of your heart...words are like dewdrops reflecting sunshine of joy..one would wish to kiss the pen of the poet shailendra...RG