masti ki pathsala mein beethe the 10 saal pure,

khel khele anokhe, 

sikhe naye naye salikhe,

kabhi ruthe kabhi manaye,

kabhi chooti chooti baato per gubbaro se muh fulaye

par kuch to khas tha un lamho mein,

jo abtak yaad bani hai, 

chhoti se group mein meri ab bhi jaan basi hai,

lo dour aagya konsa jo, dur sab mujhse ho gaye,

ik din na bittha unse mile bina, 

lo bin mile pure char saal beet gaye,

ik-ik baate yaar krke, 

kabhi kabhi muskra jaata hu,

ab bada ho gaya hu na, jab rota hu to chup jaata hu,

ik arse ke baad mile thi, ham jindagi mein mele mein

jab sabhi masgur the, rooti or jindagi ke jhamelo mein

samay ki raftaar itni teez thi, ham dono ki kuch na bole,

jab ghar pahuche done hi aapne, raaz bachpan ke khub khole

sala wo yaar mera mila tha, masti ki baat to dekho kitna bolta tha us jamane mein

sala aise nikal gaya jaise muh uska sila tha,

itne salo  mein na phone na email, na fb par dikha tha

or sala jab us party mein dikha tab

to  2 baat na ho saki, 

by mks