hawa se zard patte gir rahe hain kitabon ke waraq bikhre pade hain isi pani mein machhli ka makan hai isi pani mein pyase hum mare hain jahan gulzar khilta tha hansi ka wahin chimgadadon ke ghonsle hain andhere mein dara dete hain hum ko ye kapde khuntiyon par jo tange hain kabhi to khak mein wo bhi milenge abhi jo chand se 'fikri' bane hain