BEPANNAH ISHQ
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Kehte hai na kismat hume humare pyaar se milvati hai kab kon kaha mil jae kisi ko nahi pata, kab kis se konsa rishta ban jae kise pata , kab kisi se hume pyaar ho jae kise pata, par agar kaisa ho jab phele hi chun rakhi ho manzil , kaisa ho agar ho chuki ho mohhhabat , kaisa ho agar didar ho uska har din , kaisa ho agar phele hi ishq ho us shaks se "
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