Zindgi aksar ye jalwey bhi dikhaaya karti hai...Ristey huye zakhmon per marham laga kar rulaaya karti hai...Akhir rona kyon aata hai...ye numi ankhon ki kya insani rawaiyon ki marhun-e-minnat hai...Kyon ye moti khaaron pe lut jaaya karte hain...inka moqam tou makhmali sandali chaadar hote hain...jahaan khusbuon may basa ehsaas-e-khuda hota hai...jahaan khuda ke mehbub karam apne safar ka aghaaz karte hain...phir is numi ko in motiyon ko in fuzul si herkaton ki nazar karna apni niyamaton ko zaaya karna hai...Tou aye dil sanbhal, apni raah say na phisal....ye nahi hai manzil teri...tujhe aur chalna hai chal...tu bas is mod say aagey nikal....gar tu ruk gaya phir na badh paayega....na apni jadon say kabhi tu juud paayega....ye lehrana chod de...ye dagmagaana chod de....jo teri raah rokta hai kyon na usey chod day...Soch le...
Kaash faisle asan hote...jazbe taqatwar hain...aur unki hifazat per khud derd maamur hain...aise may khud say humdardi kya maayne rakhti hai..afsos us baat ka hota hai jo nahaq ho...yehan tou saare saudey haq ke hain...isme kya kya luta iska hisaab kitaab hua nahi karta...bas lut jaaya karte hain....khamoshi say...chun-o-charan kiye baghair.....phir ye waavela kyon macha rakha hai dil ne.....Shermsaari say behter ghumgusaari hai....
Maana ke duniya sitam karte shermaati nahi...na hi koi afsos hota hai usey apne fale per...na hi koi pashemaani...kyon ki uski zindgi ka yehi maqsad taye hua hai....phir tu apna maqsad ganwaaye kyon...ghaur kar...aur samajh....kya hai tera dil...tera mizaj...teri hasti ka raaz....jub sab kuch hai moam sa...usey sholon say kub tak bachayega....isi julne ka naam hai zindgi....pighal jaane ka naam hai bandagi...phir bhi baaqi rahega tera wajud....wahin ashkaar hoga baad fana baqa ka matlab....
