Ke is qadar me is jahan me kho gaya hun, ki khud se milne ki fursat nahi. Apni tanhayeeyo me jeene ki koshish ki par ab jeene ki himmat nahi. Is zindagi ke raaz agar samajh me aate to shayad khuda pa jata, nazar-e-karam us khuda ki mai hamesha hi pata.
Par us khuda ne hi mujhe banaya hai, un sachhayiyo ko dhundhna bhi usi ne sikhaya hai. Par fir bhi kahin aaj bhi koi kami khalti hai, sham bhi sooraj ko duba khud dhalti hai. Kahi ye ishaara na ho us khuda ka jisne ye duniya banayi hai, ek din tera bhi waqt ayega ye seekh mujhe sikhai hai.
Zindagi ke panno par likhe ye shabd aaj bhi rula dete hai, shayad zindagi ki sachhaiyo se rubaru kara dete hai. Gulab ki nazuk pankhudiyo jaisi ye dhadkane, tab aur bhi nazuk ho jati hai, jab kisi ka deedar paakar ye aur bhi tez ho jati hain. Isiliye ye dil baar baar unhe dekhne ko karta hai, shayad use dhadkano ke roop me tanhayee ka sathi jo mil jata hai.
Zindagi ka safar aasan nahi, ye to sab jante hain, par uske pichhe chhupe raaz ko bahut kam hi thik se pehchaan pate hain. Kehne ko bahut koi, par seekhne ko koi nahi, yahi bahut bada raaz hai, jo koi samjha nahi. Par ek sachhai jo janni aur seekhne bahut zaruri hai ki “Dusro ki madad karo ek din bade aadmi ban jaoge”, us samay apne mata-pita ke charno me shish jhukana, saare raaz khud-b-khud paa jaoge.
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