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Na Chmistry hoti na main Student hota
Na ye Lab hoti Na Ye Accident Hota

Abhi Practical main ayee nazar Ek Larki
Sundar thi Naak Us ki Test Tube Jaisi

Baton main Us ki Glucose ki Mithas thi
Sanson main Ester ki Khushboo bhi sath thi

Aankhon se jhalakta tha kuch is Tarah ka Pyaar
Bin Piye hi ho jata hai Alcohol ka Khumar

Benzene sa hota tha Uski Presence ka Ehsaas
Andhere main hota tha Radium ka Ahsas

Nazrain mileen, reaction hua
Kuch is tarah ka Production hua

Lagne lage Us ke Ghar ke Chakkar aise
Nucleus key charon taraf Electron hon jaise

Us din hamare Test ka Confirmation hua
Jab us ke daddy se hamara Introduction hua

Sun kar hamari baat wo aisay Uchal pari
Ignesiun Tube main jaise Sodium Bharak uthe

Wo boli, Hosh main aao, Pahchano apni Auqat
Iron mil nahin sakta kabhi Gold ke saath

Ye sun ker Tuta hamare Armanon Bhara Beaker
Aur hum Chup rahay Benzaldehyde ka Karwa Ghoont pee ker

Ab us ki yadon ke siwa hamara Kam chalta na tha
Aur Lab main hamare Dil ke siwa kuch jalta na tha

Zindagi ho gayee Unsaturated Hydrocarbon ki Tarah
Aur ham phirte hain Awara Hydrogen ki Tarah