Zindagi ka kisa..

Tamam khushiyon ke ird gird, apne aap ko samete ve, mein akela khara hua tha, khushiyon se door lekin unke darmiyan..

Ek insan ne mere haathon mein suraj sa roshan ek diya thama diya aur apna haath age barhaya..

Iss roshan se raaste pe chalte hue mujhe yeh andaza na laga ki dhoop ke keenare, apni roshni se haqeequat chupa sakte hain, mita nahi sakte..

Aur phir, ussi insaan ne woh roshaan sa diya mere hi haaton se cheen kar, mujhe phir se uss dorhaye pe khara dar diya jahan na khushiyon ki gunj na suraj ki koi kiran mujh tak ponch sake..

Hum insaan ko mukamal taur pe na samjh sakte hain.. na jaan sakte hain..