Mujhe Yaad hai abhi tak Jab barsti tap tap karti Rim jhim mein Haan December ki is Thatrti Sard raat ki pehli Barish mein Us ne mujh say kaha tha “Mujhe Barishein sard mosam ki bohat Pasand hain” Sard Mosam ki Barishon mein say unseet rakhne wala Mere Lehjey mein sard-pan utar gea hai Meri zaat mein Ajab tarz ki Ik Thandak utar gai hai Mein jisko Choo loon Woh Baraf ka Mehboos ho jata hai Usay sard mosam ki Barish say kea Nisbat thi Usay sard Mosmon ki Barish say kea Qurbat thi