Radio.... Jaane woh kaise log the... Hum tumse juda hoke marr jayenge ro-roke...

Main deewar pe tek lagake zameen pe baita hua... Radio sun raha... Ek behtareen nagma baj raha tha...

"Jaane woh kaise log the jinke pyar ko pyar mila...
Humne to jab kaliyaan mangi, kaanton ka haar mila...

Khushiyon ki manzil dundhi to gum ki gard mili...
Chahat ke nagme chahe to aahein sard mili...
Dil ke gum ko duna kar gaya jo gumkhaar mila...
Jaane woh kaise log the jinke pyar ko pyar mila..."

Tum bol uthi thi...
"Jyada Sad mat ho... Jo mil gai hai usi ke saath Happy raho... Rab ka sukriya ada karo....

Mulk mein halaat aache nahi hai... Mard itna frustration mein hai ki bechari Bakri tak ko apni hawas ka shikaar banane se nahi chuk raha...

Kuch din pehle ki khabar dekhi thi... Ek Bakri ke saath 08 Mardon ne Rape kar diya... Asliyat to Rab hi jaane... Jaanch mein pata chalega... Par halaat battar se battar hote ja rahe hai...

Khuda ka sukr karo... Jo mil gai hai uske saath Khushi se raho... Samjhe...

Warna frustration mein aisa hi kuch karte fhiroge..."

Maine kaha tha...
"Tum jao Devi Ji.... Mausam haseen hai... Kuch Chai-Pakode bana lao...

Khamkha newspaper mat bano... Har waqt akhbaar bane rehna koi aachi baat nahi hai..."

Radio baj raha tha...
"Dunia badi zalim hai,
Dil todh ke hasti hai,
Ek mauj kinare se milne ko tarasti hai...
Keh do na koi roke...

Hum tumse Juda hoke marr jayenge ro-roke...

- RaJ