wo ek shai ki jis ke liye pak tinat buzurgon ne apne badan zehn ke sare jauhar ganwae lahu ke guhar khar-zaron ki pahnaiyon mein lutae wo ek shai jise un jiyale buzurgon ne jeb-o-gareban dil-o-jaan se bhi badh ke samjha jo hasil hui to abhi baam-o-dar se siyah-raat lipti hui thi safar ki thakan ya giran-bari umr ne un ke aasab ko muzmahil kar diya tha unhon ne ye socha khuda jaane suraj nikalne talak kya se kya ho hasin be-baha shai ke haqdar un ke jawan-sal bachche hain us ki hifazat wahi kar sakenge jawan-sal bachche abhi bistar-e-istirahat pe soe hue the jagae gae subh-e-kazib ki dhundlahaton mein chamakti hui wo hasin shai wirasat mein un ko mili thi magar sab ne dekha tha suraj nikalne pe un sust-o-chaalak bachchon ke hathon mein mahfuz-o-qimti shai ba-tadrij apni chamak kho rahi thi tilism-e-tasawwur nahin ye haqiqat hai wo be-baha shai ki jis ke liye har saubat gawara hai manzil nahin justuju hai wo ek chiz jis par nichhawar jiyalon ka raushan lahu hai faqat rang-o-bu hi nahin gulistan ki humakti hui aarzu hai har ek nafa jaez nuqsan ke batn se hai unhon ne jo hasil kiya wo ziyaada tha aur aakhir shab ke kuchh khwab ko jo ganwaya wo kam tha isi na-tanasub husul-o-khasara ka radd-e-amal hai ki manzil ki aaghosh mein bhi unhen sukh nahin hai