Apni hasti k khaul say bahar nikalnay ki kuch saza to milti hay...
Durd mushtahir ker dia jaye tou dawa tou nahi milti....aik durd e lazawal zaroor milta hay....ati jati sans k saath ye ahsas dilata hay k tujhse apnay durd ki hifazat na ho sakti...ye teri nakami ka jeeta jagta saboot hay...Magar nakami tou unhain dukh daiti hay jo kamyabiyon ki umeedain laga k beth jain...jo khud ko zindagi k agay surrender ker chukay ho un k liye kamyabi ya nakami koi maa'nay nahi rakhti...
Dil tou hay dil behal he jata hay...kabhi udasi ka sahara lay ker ....kabhi masnoe hansi ki aar lay ker....waqt kab kahan aur kis k liye rukhta hay...ye to bas chalay he jata hay...Akhir main jab zindagi k kashkool say yaadon k sikkay ginnay betho to pata chalta hay...sub k sub he khotay hain...Aur khotay sikkon ki qadr o qeemat hoti he kahan hay...Jagmagatay sikkon ki chaka chond k agay in khotay sikkon ki kia auqat...
Meri zaat bhi usi khotay sikkay ki manind hay... jisko jagmaganay ki aarzo na sahi...Apnay honay ka ahsas he kafi hay....Apni qadr o qeemat na kerwanay walay log pairon main rond diye jate hain k ye ALLAH ki taraf se un k liye saaza hay...K apni hasti ko faramosh kerna bhi usko pasand nahi... Main US ki gunahgar hon...Karri saaza ki mustahik....Umr qaid bhi kam hay...Phansi bohat choti saaza hay..
shayad matti may mil ker in saazaon say bach paon main....