Dhanyawaad tera duniya banane wale

main tera kitna dhanyavad karu he duniya banane wale,
mujhko jism deke ek insaan banane wale,

dil me itna pyar or ek pyara parivar dene wale,
parivar jese hi dost or yaar dene wale

main to aj bhi khada hu haath failaye,
tere charno ko takta hu nazre jhukhaye..

tujhse hi meri aastha or mera wishvas hai..
bas tu hi to mere jine ki wajha or meri swaas hai

kabhi rota hu to tu sahara bhej deta hai..
ek dost or badi behan ka sahara bhej deta hai..

khone laga tha main to vishwas ek din..
jagai is dost ne jeene ki aas ek din..

he ram ji mujhe yuhi vishwas dete rehna..
mere parivar or dosto ka sath dete rehna..

na abhiman karu na krodh ho mere man me,
tere kisi bhi jeev ka na virodh karu jeevan me..

tere sahare pe meri sraddha bani rahe har dam..
khilta rahe tere prakash se ye jeevan..

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World outside the window

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