Umre jawani muskrai nahi kabhi bachpan ki tarah,
maine cycle bhi kharidi aur khiloune bhi.
Baichain mann kya karu kya na karu kis raah par chala jaau ,
koi bus mujhe intna bata de ki me wo pal kaha se laau .
bus jee le ek aur baar na mujhe aur kisi ki parwaah ho na hi kisi ki tammana
bus ho to sath chalne wale waqt ki ganti ka maja jo sunte jaaye aur badte jaaye ,
na ki aane wale waqt ki kasmkas aur na beete huye waqt ka afsoos ,
jo jee rahe ho wo ho humaara sabse achacha waqt aye ehsaas ,
bata de mere malik ki kaise pau me wo sab jo mene paya tha bina kisi mananat ke ,
ab lakh mannat karne se bhi nahi milta wo jaha ,
jab kati patang pane ko daud padte the bin soch ke ki milegi ya nahi,
bus maja tha us daud me jo ab patang milne ke baad bhi nahi ,
jab bina baat ke hi thahaake maar liya karte the hum
aur aaj ye aalam hai sab paane ke baad ,
puura din gujar jaane par bhi muskurahat aati nahi .
mann baichain hai us kastoori mirag(hiran) ki tarah jo zindgi bhar kastoori ko paane ki chah me dar badar bhatakta rahta hai ,hum har raah bhatke us khusi ko paane ke liye jise koi pura na kar saka siva meri akhiri saans ke ....
bahut khoob hai ye akhiri saans jise lene se hum ghabhrate hai magar hum ye nahi janata ki wahi aakhirai saans hi hume wo de sakti jise hum zindgi bhar bhatakte rahe paane ke liye 'WO SUKUuu..'
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