Maa ka rishta Kitna ajeeb hai
Bacche galti kar de toh use ,
Chillati or samjhati hai ..
Bacche ko uske baato se ,
Dukh na pahuche ,
Isiliye khud he ro jati hai ,
Din bhar kaam kar ke bhi ,
Mere sone tak use nind nahi aati hai ..
Chota baccha tha tab,
har chij mujhe Dilati hai..
Par aaj bade hone ke baad,,
use jarurat ho toh ,
ham kahte hai ,,
Tu kyu itna paisa mangti hai ??
Kyu mere liye wo aaj bhi ,
Subhe uthkar , Tiffin banati hai .
Usne khana khaya hai ki nahi ,
Ye soche bina ,mujhe nind aa jati hai ..
Hamare khushi ke liye ,,
Na jane wo kitne takleef zhelti hai .
Par paise ke peeche , bhagte hue na jane.
Hame bus Apni he yaad aati hai ..
Jhut kahu toh bhi , woh maan jati hai .
Par agar maa kuch galat karde ,
Toh kyu hum uski baat he nahi sunte hai .
Yaad karo woh din , Jaha hum bimar ho jaye
toh wo sara kaam chor kar
hamari chinta lekar baith jati hai ..
Par uski bimari ki dawayi lane ,
Hame tab padhai yaad aa jati hai .
Pata nahi itne dukh sahe ke bhi ,
wo hame kyu apne pass bulati hai .
Aaakhir mai bus yahi kahuga ki ,
Meri agar kavita padhkar ,
Tumhe tumhari Maa yaad aati hai..
Toh bus bahut hua , Rok do karne ye natak,,
Kyunki Hamari Maa ek baar Mar jaye ,
Toh wo Wapas nahi aati hai ..
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