main ki ek aur guzarte hue pal ke hamrah apni khushbu mein basa aap hi aap sulagta hua kaghaz ka wajud hath phaila ke kisi rakh se atte hue bartan mein masal deta hun rakh ke dher pe kuchh der ko rukta hai dhuan wo siyah-posh wajud mujh se kahta hai ke tum waqt ka andaz liye ho lekin waqt jo roz na jaane kitne dhime khamosh sulagte hue insanon ko khak ke bar tale yunhi masal deta hai waqt ko hath ke phailane ki hajat bhi nahin