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Apne Kirdaar Pe Daal Ke Parda IQBAL Har Shakhs Keh Raha Hai Zamana Kharab Hai 9 November Iqbal Day

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9 November Iqbal Day Nahi HAi Na Umeed Iqbal Apni Kusht e Weeran Se Zara Num To Ye Mitti Bari Zarkhez Hai Saqi

Sumandar Mein Utarta Hoon Tou Aankhen Bheeg Jaati Hain Teri Aankhon Ko Parhta Hoon Tou Aankhen Bheeg Jaati Hain Tumhara Naam Likhne Ki Ijazat Chhin Gayi Jab Se Koi Bhi Lafz Likhta Hoon Tou Aankhen Bheeg Jaati Hain Teri Yaadon Ki Khushbu Khirkiyon Mein Raqs Karti hay Tere Gham Mein Sulagta Hoon Tou Aankhen Bheeg Jaati Hain Main Hans K Jheel Leta Hoon Judai Ki Sabhi Rasmein Gale Jab Uss K Lagta Hoon Tou Aankhen Bheeg Jaati Hain Na Jane Ho Gaya Hoon Iss Qadar Hassas Main Kab Se Kisi Se Baat Karta Hoon Tou Aankhen Bheeg Jaati Hain Wo Sub Guzre Hue Lamhat Mujh Ko Yaad Aate Hain Tumhare Khat Jo Parhta Hoon Tou Aankhen Bheeg Jaati Hain Main Saara Din Bahot Masroof Rehta Hoon Magar Junhi Qadam Choukhat Pe Rakhta Hoon Tou aankhen Bheeg Jaati Hain Bare Logon K Oonche Badnuma Aur Sard Mahlon Ko Ghareeb Aankhon Se Takta Hoon Tou Aankhen Bheeg Jaati Hain Tere Kooche Se Ab Mera Ta’alluq Wajbi Sa Hay Magar Jab Bhi Guzarta Hoon Tou Aankhen Bheeg Jaati Hain Hazaron Mausamon...

Maa Mera Qasoor Nahi Tha Ek Uncle Se Toffee Li Thi Hath Mere Jo Sar Par Phera Mai Samjhi Insan Hi Hoga Uski Bhi Koi Beti Hogi Shyad Mere Jaisi Hogi Mujhko Ghar Se Door Le Aya Usne Achanak Lehja Badla Moo Mera Jo band Kiya To Phir Mujhe Kuch Maloom Nahi Tha Maa Mera Qasoor Nahi Tha Ek Uncle Se Toffee Li Thi

Usay Khone Se Darta Tha Bohat Rone Se Darta Tha Phir Ek Din Ye Samajh Aaya Ke Roya Un Ko Jata Hai Bichre Jo Muqaddar Se Ke Khoya Unko Jata Hai Jo Hasil Hon Muyassar Hon Jo Danista Bichar Jaye Usay Roya nahi Karte Jisay Paaya Nahi Ab Tak Usay Khoya Nahi Karte