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Oye my Angry Bird

Oye my angry Bird Suno aane wala saal naya hai to advance mein 'Happy New Year'. 

Maine kuch list banal hai jo tumne 2021 mein ki hai. 

Jhooth na bolo toh 2021 mein tumne kam se kam mujhe 100 bar toh rulaya hi hai sirf apne gusse ki vajah se. 

Tumne mere galti per bhi mujhse mafi mangvaee hai aur apni galti per bhi tumne mujhse hi mafi mangvaee hai, apni marzi se tumne tab tak baat ki hai jab tak tumhe  neend nhi aayi aur meri neend haram ki hai. 


Yaad toh hoga na apni har zid zid se bhi jyada zid karke mujhe apni puri zid kari hain main naraj ho jata hun to tumne manaya nhi hai mujhe. 


Sab chijon ki list banaa rakhi hai maine yad rakhna aur han sabse important to main bhul hi gaya, mere birthday wala din massage ke Intezaar mein din bhar tumse umeed lagaye tha ki kaash tum wish karo,
Lekin tumhara koi massage nhi aaya aur fir ek baar uss din bhi rulaya tumne


Par iss naye sal ke sath aisa kuchh bhi nhi hoga, 2021 tumhara tha magar 2022 mera hoga bas ek baat samajh lena jo maine kiya hai aur jaisi kiya hai 2022 mein tumhe bhi vaise hi karna hai agar tum ne koi chaalbaazi karne ki koshish ki na to yaad rakhna to 2023 tumhara hoga aur main chun chun kar tumse badle lunga yad rakhna..



Anyway Happy New Year Meri Jaan. 

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