[Qasid]

Din guzarte gaye,Dil ka rasta lamba tha,to padav bhi badhte gaye.
Do musafir milte the,
Kabhi greeting card ki dukan pe,
Kabhi lote wale ke yaha dahi-jalebi khaate huye,
Kabhi post-office me stamps lene ke bahane,
Kabhi raashan ki dukan pe,cheeni lene ke bahane,
Kabhi black me ticket leke vishal theatre me,balcony ki seat pe.

Film ke beech me,ek din mere kandhe pe sir rakh ke wo rone lagi,
Boli phir se ek rishta aaya hai.
Main sunta raha.
Interval me maine kaha-Yaar ek bewkoofi bhara idea hai,
Usne sir utha ke aansuo me nam aankhon se mujhe dekhte huye kaha-
Tumhre saare ideas bewkoofi ke hi hote hai.

Maine kaha-Bhaag ke Shaadi kar le,
Wo kuch second mujhe dekhti rahi.
Peeche campa-cola wala order ka intezaar kar raha tha.
Boli-Tumhara yeh aaj tak ka sabse bewkoofi bhara idea hai.

Boli-Kaathgodaam ki bus 5 baje jaati hai,
Aur waha se Delhi ki train saade nau(9 30) baje.

PURI FILM BHI NAHI DEKHNE DI USNE