aasman pe phele nele banafshi rang dhere dhere siyah par rahe tha,woh narm bisrat pe leta nend k intazar me dariche se bahir dekh raha tha, kahi dor musafat se aaye thakke mande zakhmon se chor masafir ki tarha woh thakk gya tha,be'sakoon tha.zindgi k guzashta kayi saal us ne sirf apne nafs ki mani thi,dunya rangeenio me doobe kisi mele ki c thi aur woh us me kisi bache ki manid kho gya tha,jo ek k bad har dosri shay pe hath rkhta hai aur kehta hai mujhe yeh b chahiye woh b chahiye,khawaishen use andha'dhund bhagati rahi..aj us ki pas woh sb kuch tha,agr nhi tha to sakoon...
us k zang'alod nafs parst Dil jis ne khaliq ki Aatat ka mafhoom bhola diya tha,,akhir aj barso bad us k andr ka insan jaga tha,Woh khali hath tha aur khali Dil..abla'pa ki tees ki shidad ka ehsas use kisi Pal sakoon nhi lene deta tha,Goya sakoon b Khaliq ki Aatat me hai us k be'garz muhabbat me hai yeh dunya to bari be'etibaar aur be'sakoon shay hai..!
us k zang'alod nafs parst Dil jis ne khaliq ki Aatat ka mafhoom bhola diya tha,,akhir aj barso bad us k andr ka insan jaga tha,Woh khali hath tha aur khali Dil..abla'pa ki tees ki shidad ka ehsas use kisi Pal sakoon nhi lene deta tha,Goya sakoon b Khaliq ki Aatat me hai us k be'garz muhabbat me hai yeh dunya to bari be'etibaar aur be'sakoon shay hai..!