.....मेरे गावँ......१७ ....MY VILLAGE....17

.....मेरे गावँ......१७
....MY VILLAGE....17

सरसों के क्यारियोँ मे सोनेका बिखराव
नभश्चुम्बी पहाड़ी से झर झर झरती झरणा..
गोधन से भरा प्रान्तर छुता हुआ दूर दिग्बलय..
मेरा गांव उछलता था, भरके हर दिल में प्रेरणा..

प्यार था एक आम एहसास और मुहब्बत था जिने का जरिया...
मेरा गांव हंसता था सपनों को साथ ले कर...
भहम नहीं था कहीं, चह चहाता था भरा हुआ गागर..
हर कोने मे मेरे गाँव का छलकता था मोतियों का सागर...।

The golden splash in the mustard fields..
The flowing streams from the sky kissing mountains..
The open fields full of grazing cattle touching the distant horizon...
My village was jumping with pleasure filling inspiration in all the hearts..

Love was a common feeling and affection was the medium to live..
My village was full of laughter with all the dreams..
There was no illusion anywhere the full pitchers were all giggling ...
Oceans of pearls were all bubbling in every corner of the village..

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