Phir bhi kyun hota hai yeh, kya yeh sirf ek chamatkar? Mohabbat ka saaya chhupta hai, aur duniya bhule jaati hai. Kyunki yeh baat, yeh feeling, Main Kya Karu yeh mohabbat, yeh sab dhadkan mein rahata hai. Har pal, ek yaad , ek jhutha. Koi jaane ki nahi hai, yeh taqdeer ka lamba safar. Ye har pal , ek yaad Ye Dil Bhi Na Suna Ye dil na suna ab ky