jab pahad ro rahe the mera janm hua main apna khwab beri ke pedon mein bo kar muskurahat ki talash mein nikal pada raste mein mujhe ek diary mili jis ke pahle safhe par darj tha zindagi khud-bakhud koi faisla nahin karti balki ye mahz aap ke faislon ke anjam se aap ko milati hai diary ke baqi safhe bilkul chup the main kisi museum mein tumhein nahin pa saka qabristan mein mujhe mahz zard phulon ki pattiyan milin kisi stadium mein mujhe nahin jaana kisi mahfil-e-mausiqi se mujhe lagao nahin hai pyar karne ke liye wadiyon ki bajae kisi art gallery ka rukh karna zaruri nahin hai kisi art gallery ka rukh karna zaruri nahin hai