December kay Haseen din thay
Murree ki Yaqh basta Fizzaon main
Hamaray Char haton n
Mojasma eik banaya tha
Kaha tha eik dojay ko
Nishani Pyar ki apni
Bari Khubsoorat ha
Mujhay ab Yad aaata ha
Mojasma Baraf ka tha wo
Ussay aakhir Phighalna tha!
Ussay tu Mit jana hi tha