kabhi retile khushk maidan mein koi baadal ka aawara tukda kisi ghar se bhage hue pyare bachche ki manind aawargi karta karta zamanon se sukhi hui ret ko pyar se dekhta hai wo achchhi tarah jaanta hai ki is ret ke khushk sine mein dil hai jo apni tabahi pe rota nahin hai jo kahta nahin hai ki aao mujhe is gadhe se nikalo mere munh ko dho kar meri mang mein sabz patton ka chandan bharo wo baadal ka aawara tukda jo bachchon ki manind masum hai apni kajal lagi bhigi aankhon se us ki taraf dekhta hai wo rota hai aur us ke aansu sulagti hui ret ke khushk sine mein halchal machate hain khushbu lutate hain aur un ki khushbu musafir akele musafir se kahti hai chalte raho abhi zindagi mein nami hai abhi sard jhonkon ka sailab soya nahin hai