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Us Bachhe ki Siskiya

Us bachhe ki siskiya!!!

Maa aaj muje school nahi Jana,
Chhote se monu ne aaj subah siskia bhari.
Kya hua bachhe, homework na kar paane ka h Fir se yh bahana.



Maa school k log bahut kharab hai,
Muje waha achha nahi lagta,
School Jane k dar se mai sari raat hoon jagta.



Bachhe Aage badhne k liye tumhe padhna to padega hi,
Nahi to tum peeche rah jaoge,
Fir Aage papa jese kese ban paoge.


Maa mai aap KO apni baat kese samjhau,
Chhodo aap nahi samajh paoge,
Sab sunkar mujse kese najar milaoge.


Bhari man se bhari basta girte girte sambhala
Lunch box liye bager hi school k liye nikal pada,
Bhook nhi hogi bachhe KO yh soch Maa KO bhi na fark pada.


Shaam KO teacher ne phone kar Maa KO khoob khari koti sunayi,
Homework na kar pane par karni hogi bharpayi.



Gusse se aagbaboola maa, ne baap se najre milayi,
Hamare monu ki teacher ne aaj muje dapat lagayi.


Aajkal monu ka man padhai me nahi lag raha hai,
Jese kisi galat sangat me pal raha hai.


Baap ne kisi ki naa suni aur monu par hi baras pade,
Khabardaar agar AB teacher k shabd hamare kaano me pade.



Golu Nam aankho se Apne kamre me chal pada,
Dard se karahta hua monu agle din k yaatna k liye taiyar tha,
Is baat ka hamdard na koi dost na koi yaar tha.


Jab ma papa hi nhi smjhte to koi aur kya samjhega,
Kisi aur KO bolu to har koi mujpe hasega.
Yeh soch monu dard har din har pal sehta gaya,
Khatam kar li apni jindagi jab aur na saha gaya.


Bachhe ki laash dekh maa bilakh bilakh k ro padi,
Papa, Bhai, pati sab par apna aapa kho padi.


Jab monu ki chitthi khuli tab sab k aankhein fati rah gayi,
Nahi samjhi baat uski pyaar me yahi kami rah gayi.


Dusre din maa baap ne dharna pradarshan chalu kia,
Saath me media aur rajniti ka bhi saath lia.


Wo darinda to farar tha, aur school k paas naa koi jawab tha,
Us darinde aur school k saath monu ki maut me maa baap ka bhi haath tha.


Us masoom ki siskiyo me chhupa ek dard tha,
Par maa baap ka rukh Bada hi sard tha,
Suni  hoti uski siskiya to aaj uski hasi chhanak rahi hoti,
Aaj is makaan me sannate ki goonj naa hoti.

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