Nikli thi ghar se with dreams in eyes
Karne ko tayar thi sabhi compromise.:)
Ankho me the lots of wish
Karni thi puri apni khwaish.
Nikli ghar se mumy papa ke saath
Pahanchi banglore thami unka haath,
Chod ayi wo bachpan ki galian
Khilani thi apni sapno ki kalian.
Bangalore tha mera sapno ka saher
Thi me anjani future se bekhabar,
Acha laga yaha ka condition
Suru ki apni preparation.
Bada changaa tha apan institution
Bahut tough tha wohan competition,
Teen saal ka journalism education
Finally khatam hui apni graduation.
Sochi thi karungi amm janta ka support
Bana rahi hu ye quarter sales report,
Padhi thi pen is mightier than sword
Yaad karu beith ke ye processing code.
Ghar se nikli banne journalist
Ban gayi me yaha analyst,
Maan kare Fodd du apna saar
Paar “Parents wapas le jayenge ghar”
Pooja:-
Aab sochke ye kya he fayeda
Chod de ye stupid Idea,
Chod de ye stupid Idea,
hoton pe layi ek sweet si smile
Phir se suru ki working on file.
Its a nice way to express yourself ..keep writing ..thanks
ReplyDeletethis is a really good one...very touchy..
ReplyDeletethanks a lot:)
ReplyDeleteI always knew about your pain Dhenchu! No comment. take care...
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