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Yeh Dhundla Kashmir!

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Kashmir ki vaadi, kyun maange Azaadi?
Jab ki Bharat hain use paalti, use sambhaalti.

Bharat Kashmir ko kyun de Azaadi?
Waha toh hain bharpoor, anmol pani.

Bharat na de Azaadi kyunki ye hain humari Territory.
Kashmir ko bachane wala raha hain Indian Military.
 Kehte hain, “Nahi rehna humein Bharat ki kaid mein”.
Kaidiyon ko bhi milta hain dhang ka khana aur kapde;
Samjhae koi unhe.



Azad ho jaoge to sab toot padege!
Kya Kashmir apne hi haaton apna gala ghotege?
Bharat se unhe mili na koi tarakki, mila to sirf Jung.
Na Kaala, na Gora, Dhundla hain Kashmir ka rang.

Inhi vaadiyo ko Jannat kaha karte the.

Raja Maharaja yaha raha karte the.

Aur nadaan bachche lukka chuppi khela karte the.


Lekin aaj chattanon mein goonjti hai goliyo ki awaaz.


Jald lao Kashmir ke iss khauf ka Samadhaan.

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