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Jindagi main tujhe sochta reh gaya


What is the real purpose of life, indeed?

Jindagi main tujhe sochta reh gaya, (1)
Tere anjaam ko khojata reh gaya. (2)

Log aate hai aakar chale jaate hai,
Apne sapnoh ki duniya bune jaate hai,
Aur achanak yeh bunna dhara reh gaya,
Yeh joh socha, toh phir, sochta reh gaya. [1,2]

Har kahin aadmi ek sa ji raha,
Umr paisoh ke pyalo mein ja pi raha,
Apni karni ka phal unchua reh gaya,
Yeh joh socha, toh phir, sochta reh gaya. [1,2]

Umr badhti hi rehti hai ghatti nahi,
Pehle bachpan, phir yowan, bhudapa bani,
Aakhari saas par main kaha reh gaya,
Yeh joh socha, toh phir, sochta reh gaya. [1,2]
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