Dosti Ki Girti Kimat

People kept making fun of my helplessness,

But I still kept smiling on their every action.

My friendship was sold out freely in the market,

And she was the one who kept lowering the prices.

‘Log hamari bebasi ka mazak banate rahe,
Ek hum the ki muskurate rahe.
Sare bazar bik rahi thi dosti hamari,
Aur ek wo the ki kimat girate gaye.’