na jaane kyun mujhe us se hi khauf lagta hai mere liye jo zamane ko chhod aaya hai andheri shab ke hawalon mein us ko rakkha hai jo sare shahr ki ninden uda ke soya hai rafaqaton ke safar mein to be-yaqini thi ye fasla hai jo rishta banae rakhta hai wo khwab the jinhen hum mil ke dekh sakte the ye bar-e-zist hai tanha uthana padta hai hamein kitabon mein kya dhundne chale ho 'wasim' jo hum ko padh nahin pae unhin ne likkha hai