Ek ladki thi diwani si,
chori-chori,chupke-chupke,
Harbhajan ko chithiya likha karti thi,
nazare jhuka ke, sharma ke Gambir se wo baate karti thi,
kabhi-kabhi zulfe bichake Sehwag ki galiyon me guzara karti thi,
kuch kehna tha shayad usko par jane kyu wo Yuvraj se darti thi,
jab bhi milti thi Dhoni se bas yehi pucha karti thi,
ki
HARAMKHORO TUM LOG WORLD-CUP KAB JITOGE....... :-)
Shreesanth pe wo marti thi,
chori-chori,chupke-chupke,
Harbhajan ko chithiya likha karti thi,
nazare jhuka ke, sharma ke Gambir se wo baate karti thi,
kabhi-kabhi zulfe bichake Sehwag ki galiyon me guzara karti thi,
kuch kehna tha shayad usko par jane kyu wo Yuvraj se darti thi,
jab bhi milti thi Dhoni se bas yehi pucha karti thi,
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HARAMKHORO TUM LOG WORLD-CUP KAB JITOGE....... :-)
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