वाह रे जमाने तेरी हद हो गई,

🌷 बीवी के आगे माँ रद्द हो गई !

🌷 बड़ी मेहनत से जिसने पाला,

🌷 आज वो मोहताज हो गई !

🌷 और कल की छोकरी,

🌷 तेरी सरताज हो गई !

 बीवी हमदर्द और माँ सरदर्द हो गई !

🌷 वाह रे जमाने तेरी हद हो गई.!!

🌷 पेट पर सुलाने वाली,

🌷 पैरों में सो रही !

🌷 बीवी के लिए लिम्का,

🌷 माँ पानी को रो रही !

🌷 सुनता नहीं कोई, वो आवाज देते सो गई !

🌷 वाह रे जमाने तेरी हद हो गई.!!

🌷 माँ मॉजती बर्तन,

🌷 वो सजती संवरती है !

🌷 अभी निपटी ना बुढ़िया तू ,

🌷 उस पर बरसती है !

🌷 अरे दुनिया को आई मौत,

🌷 तेरी कहाँ गुम हो गई !

🌷 वाह रे जमाने तेरी हद हो गई .!!

🌷 अरे जिसकी कोख में पला,

🌷 अब उसकी छाया बुरी लगती,

🌷 बैठ होण्डा पे महबूबा,

🌷 कन्धे पर हाथ जो रखती,

🌷 वो यादें अतीत की,

🌷 वो मोहब्बतें माँ की, सब रद्द हो गई !

🌷 वाह रे जमाने तेरी हद हो गई .!!

🌷 बेबस हुई माँ अब,

🌷 दिए टुकड़ो पर पलती है,

🌷 अतीत को याद कर,

🌷 तेरा प्यार पाने को मचलती है !

🌷 अरे मुसीबत जिसने उठाई, वो खुद मुसीबत

 हो गई !

🌷 वाह रे जमाने तेरी हद हो गई .!!

🌷 मां तो जन्नत का फूल है,

प्यार करना उसका उसूल है ,

🌷दुनिया की मोह्ब्बत फिजूल है ,

🌷 मां की हर दुआ कबूल है ,

🌷 मां को नाराज करना इंसान तेरी भूल है ,

🌷 मां के कदमो की मिट्टी जन्नत की धूल है ,

Heart touching story 1-

 

A little boy asked his mother, "Why are you crying?"

"Because I'm a woman," she told him.

"I don't understand," he said.

His Mom just hugged him and said, "And you never will."

Later the little boy asked his father, "Why does mother  seem to cry for no reason ?"

"All women cry for no reason," was all his dad could say.

The little boy grew up and

Became a man, still wondering why women cry.

Finally he put in a call to God.

When God got on the phone, he asked, "God, why do women cry so easily?"

God said, "When I made the woman she had to be special. I made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world, yet gentle enough to give comfort.

I gave her an inner strength to endure childbirth and the rejection that many times comes from her children.

I gave her a hardness that allows her to keep going when everyone else gives up, and take care of her family through sickness and fatigue without complaining.

I gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and all circumstances, even when her child has hurt her very badly.

I gave her strength to carry her husband through his faults and fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart.

I gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife, but sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to stand beside him and finally, I gave her a tear to shed.

This is hers exclusively to use whenever it is needed."

"You see my son," said God,

"the beauty of a woman is

not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman must be seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart the place where love resides."

Respect Every Woman !!