main jaanti hun ki maut ke kai raste hain jaise rail ki patri samundar aur teri badli hui jhil si aankhen magar zindagi ka ek hi rasta hai khamoshi fasla zaruri hai main rozana daftar mein takhir se pahunchti hun aur apni zanjir pahan kar baith jati hun main typewriter par hathon ka ghalat istimal nahin karti chhe bajte hi panw ki zanjir gale mein aa jati hai aur main stop par khadi bason aur rikshon ke dhuen mein hoti hui sazish ko dekh sakti hun main jis bas mein bebas hun wahan shor ghabrahat pasina aur ghussa bhara hua hai ghusse se bhari hui bas mujhe ghar se kuchh fasle par utar deti hai main jati hui bas ko hairat se dekhti hun bas ke pichhe likha hai fasla zaruri hai bas ke pichhe jo likha hai us ka itlaq bas ke andar kyun nahin hota