College Ke Woh Din

Main jab se school chhoda hoon, toh zindagi ek race jaisi lagti hai, par baarish mein kabhi sab slow ho jaata hai. Aaj bhi maa ki khushboo yaad aati hai — haldi, dhaniya aur thoda sa hing. Samjho ya na samjho. Dost ke saath baith ke koi sasti maggi bhi mehfil bana deti hai. Aaj bhi maa ki khushboo yaad aati hai — haldi, dhaniya aur thoda sa hing. Main jab se school chhoda hoon, toh zindagi ek race jaisi lagti hai, par baarish mein kabhi sab slow ho jaata hai. Kabhi kabhi main chup ho jaata hoon aur sochta hoon — agar main alag decision leta toh kaisa hota. Sheher mein log fast hain, lekin unki tanhai purani hoti hai. Lekin phir bhi, smile kar deta hoon. Kabhi kabhi main chup ho jaata hoon aur sochta hoon — agar main alag decision leta toh kaisa hota. Aankhon ke neeche ke nishaan aur haathon ke daag sab kahaniyaan chhupa ke rakhte hain. Lekin phir bhi, smile kar deta hoon. Log kehte hain time heal karta hai, lekin time bas adjust karna sikhaata hai. Hum sab apni jagah ajeeb hain — koi pretend karta hai, koi fight karta hai, aur koi give up kar deta hai. Aur phir main sochta hoon. Sheher mein log fast hain, lekin unki tanhai purani hoti hai. Hum sab apni jagah ajeeb hain — koi pretend karta hai, koi fight karta hai, aur koi give up kar deta hai. Raat ke 2 baje sheher ka realist version aata hai — sach simple aur dard sachcha hota hai. Ek cup chai aur ek purana gaana — bas yeh hi tera kaam hota hai dil ko samjhane ka. Aankhon ke neeche ke nishaan aur haathon ke daag sab kahaniyaan chhupa ke rakhte hain. Lekin phir bhi, smile kar deta hoon. Kabhi kabhi main chup ho jaata hoon aur sochta hoon — agar main alag decision leta toh kaisa hota. Kuch cheezein bas unsaid reh jaati hain. Aaj bhi maa ki khushboo yaad aati hai — haldi, dhaniya aur thoda sa hing. Samjho ya na samjho. Aankhon ke neeche ke nishaan aur haathon ke daag sab kahaniyaan chhupa ke rakhte hain. Aankhon ke neeche ke nishaan aur haathon ke daag sab kahaniyaan chhupa ke rakhte hain. Log kehte hain time heal karta hai, lekin time bas adjust karna sikhaata hai. Hum sab apni jagah ajeeb hain — koi pretend karta hai, koi fight karta hai, aur koi give up kar deta hai. Yeh sach hai. Aaj bhi maa ki khushboo yaad aati hai — haldi, dhaniya aur thoda sa hing. Log kehte hain time heal karta hai, lekin time bas adjust karna sikhaata hai. Kuch cheezein bas unsaid reh jaati hain. Log kehte hain time heal karta hai, lekin time bas adjust karna sikhaata hai. Aur phir main sochta hoon. Kya tumne kabhi socha? Aankhon ke neeche ke nishaan aur haathon ke daag sab kahaniyaan chhupa ke rakhte hain. Aaj bhi maa ki khushboo yaad aati hai — haldi, dhaniya aur thoda sa hing. Kya tumne kabhi socha? Sheher mein log fast hain, lekin unki tanhai purani hoti hai. Dost ke saath baith ke koi sasti maggi bhi mehfil bana deti hai. Samjho ya na samjho. Log kehte hain time heal karta hai, lekin time bas adjust karna sikhaata hai. Kabhi kabhi main chup ho jaata hoon aur sochta hoon — agar main alag decision leta toh kaisa hota. Samjho ya na samjho. Hum sab apni jagah ajeeb hain — koi pretend karta hai, koi fight karta hai, aur koi give up kar deta hai. Hum sab apni jagah ajeeb hain — koi pretend karta hai, koi fight karta hai, aur koi give up kar deta hai. Yeh sach hai. Kabhi kabhi main chup ho jaata hoon aur sochta hoon — agar main alag decision leta toh kaisa hota. Ek cup chai aur ek purana gaana — bas yeh hi tera kaam hota hai dil ko samjhane ka. Hum sab apni jagah ajeeb hain — koi pretend karta hai, koi fight karta hai, aur koi give up kar deta hai. Ek cup chai aur ek purana gaana — bas yeh hi tera kaam hota hai dil ko samjhane ka. Raat ke 2 baje sheher ka realist version aata hai — sach simple aur dard sachcha hota hai. Hum sab apni jagah ajeeb hain — koi pretend karta hai, koi fight karta hai, aur koi give up kar deta hai. Kuch cheezein bas unsaid reh jaati hain. Log kehte hain time heal karta hai, lekin time bas adjust karna sikhaata hai. Yeh sach hai. Ek cup chai aur ek purana gaana — bas yeh hi tera kaam hota hai dil ko samjhane ka. Kya tumne kabhi socha? Raat ke 2 baje sheher ka realist version aata hai — sach simple aur dard sachcha hota hai. Kuch cheezein bas unsaid reh jaati hain. Samjho ya na samjho. Aankhon ke neeche ke nishaan aur haathon ke daag sab kahaniyaan chhupa ke rakhte hain. Aur phir main sochta hoon. Dost ke saath baith ke koi sasti maggi bhi mehfil bana deti hai. Raat ke 2 baje sheher ka realist version aata hai — sach simple aur dard sachcha hota hai.