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Pagli  Sapne bunte naina per Hont jab apne rakhdo gey Dheere dheere sargoshi mein Kaanon se kuch kehdo gey Aur Mein.... Aankhein maundey maundey Karwat apni badlon gi Gehri neend ki shokh ada ko Chupke chupke kholon gi Aanchal mein chehre ko chupa ker Chupke chupke dekhon gi Chaand ki choori se kirnein Chan chan, chan chan, Totein gi Jheel si tehri dharkan us dam Dhak dhak , dhak dhak bole gi Aur tum bhi....dheere se hans ker Mujhko keh do gey.................PAGLI...! N@ina 2006-12-26 03:36:29 GMT
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