pall bhar ki derii ho jatii hai, aur ojhall ho jatii hai, kab milegii, milegii kahaan, pataa nahin ye, bas khojta phirtaa hoon, yun to kayi baar lagtaa hai unn chanaron ke beech chipii ho shaayad, kabhii jharnon kii aawaz sunkar lagtaa hai, jaise bulaa rahii ho mujhko, jab sardiyon mein aas-pass kohre ki ghanii chaadar hoti hai, mahsoos kiya ke woh mujhe chhuke guzari hai jaise, aksar suntaa hoon logon se, door pahadon ki waadiyon mein pukaartii bhataktii phirtii hai, aakash ke parindon se askar uskii sadaayen aati hain, yun hi mere saath hokar bhii nahiin hotii ye meri zindagii, aaj bhii main talash kartaa hoon iski duniyaa ke sannate mein.
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