Waqt jub haathon se chutne lagta hai tab ye duniya bhi gum hone lagti hai..hosh kisi ka nahi rehta...bas ek khayaal sataaya karta hai...ab aage hoga kya...kya khabar....kya patta....is mokhtasar si kahani ka unwan tak dhund na paaye they ke anjaam ki ghadi aajaayegi ye kub socha tha....ab raat din bas yehi khayaal hai ke maqsad-e-hayaath jo bhi tha duniya may aane ka vo samajhne bhi na paaye they ke duniya chut-ti nazar aa rahi thi..
Dosto....isi ka naam hai zindagi..ek aisi gutthi jisey suljhaane ki muhalaath to mili thi per mauqa nahi..kyonki dhokon se fursat mile to insaan mauqa azmaata....apni karni se pyaar karne waala kahaan ye samajh paata....bas tou phir khaali haath aaye they khaali haath hi chale waala maamla hai...sab ne apne apne paat padhe per kisi ne amal kiya kisi ne nahi....kitnon ke amal tak khote they....dhoka qudrat nahi kha sakti....admi hi khaata hai....haath aaya ganwa kar haath malta rah jaata hai..
Zindagi gar samjho to niyamat hai...ek behtreen tohfa hai...amal ka azeemter maidaan hai....apni behtren karguzari dikhaane ka apne aala johar se rushnaas hone ka....apne qaliq ke rubaru sarfarazi ka.....apne ustaad ke aage surkhuru hone ka....vo jo murshad ki nazar talqeen kiya karti thi....vo jo unki tanbhih may chupa paighaam tha....us per amal ka mauqa .....ye duniya darperda ek behkawa hi tou hai....ek challange hi tou hai ezaazeel ka....tu bula apni raah per mai bulaun apni chah per...raahen tou chahon may gum ho hi jaati hain...gar ankh khul jaaye tab kahin raahen nazar aati hain....ab ye bhi qaliq ki meherbaani ki marhun-e-minnat hai...warna kahan banda kahan uska adna nafs...
Phir kya surat hai khud per qaabu paane ki....in bakhedon se azaad hone ki...hawa may bikhre muzar anaaser se mehfuz hone ki....khudavand agar chahe tou phir ye karam hojaaye...waqt rehte tere bande ko hosh aajaaye...
