Shivam Dixit

Naa maanogi tum, Naa maanunga main,

Is ladai par jeet ki nahi, Haar ki baazi lagi hai

Tum jeetogi bhi to kya? Apna aham?

Jeet lo!

Main jeetunga …

Apni izzat, Apna sukoon,

Apni neend, Apna junoon,

Jeetunga tumhe, Jeetunga jaha,

Dil ka sukoon, Aur ye saara samaa!

Main haara, To tum jeeti,

Par itna bhi jaano …

Haarogi tum …

Apna dost, Sahchaar (saathi),

Tum par marne waala, Ek sachha yaar

Jeet jao tum …

Haar jaunga main …

Khushi hogi tumhe …

Muskuraunga main

Main haar kar bhi jeetunga!

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I hate it when you go crazy,

And the way you cut your hair.

I hate the way you drive your car,

I hate it when you stare.

I hate your big dumb glasses,

And the way you read my mind.

I hate you so much it makes me sick,

it even makes me rhyme.

I hate the way you’re always right,

I hate it when you pretend to lie.

I hate it when you make me laugh,

even worse when you make me cry.

I hate it when you are not around,

and the fact you didn’t call.

But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you,

not even close …

not even a little bit …

not even at all! ♥️

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