kisi raat ko meri nind achanak uchat jati hai aankh khul jati hai main sochne lagta hun ki jin waigyanikon ne anu-astron ka awishkar kiya tha we hiroshima naga-saki ke bhishan narsanhaar ke samachaar sun kar raat ko soe kaise honge dant mein phansa tinka aankh ki kirkiri panw mein chubha kanta aankhon ki nind man ka chain uda dete hain sage-sambandhi ki mirtyu kisi priye ka na rahna parichit ka uth jaana yahan tak ki paltu pashu ka bhi wichhoh hirdai mein itni pida itna wishad bhar deta hai ki chetna karne par bhi nind nahin aati hai karwaten badalte raat guzar jati hai kintu jin ke awishkar se wo antim astr bana jis ne august 1945 ki kali raat ko hiroshima naga-saki mein mirtyu ka tandaw kar do lakh se adhik logon ki bali le li hazaron ko jiwan-bhar ke liye apahij kar diya kya unhen ek chhan ke liye sahi ye anubhuti hui ki un ke hathon jo kuchh hua achchha nahin hua yadi hui to waqt unhen katghare mein khada nahin karega kintu yadi nahin hui to itihas unhen kabhi muaf nahin karega