Phir bhi kyun hai, kya yeh sirf ek chamatkar? Mohabbat ka parinda chhupta rahata hai, aur duniya bhul jati hai. Kyunki yeh baat, yeh feeling, yeh mohabbat, yeh sab dil mein rahata hai. Har pal, ek khayal , ek jhoot. Koi jaane ki raah nahin hai, yeh taqdeer ka khayal. Ye har pal , ek yaad Is Dil Ne Kaha Ye dil na suna ab kya karu main. Yeh Jeeva