jo ji mein aae is par tahrir karo jaisi chahe lakiren khinch do naqsh-o-nigar banao aur jab chaho aasani se mita do kahin koi nishan baqi nahin baba ki di hui salet meri aadi tirchhi lakiron ka canwas kitna sahal hua karta tha is par likhe hue ko mita dena ab likhti to meri bitiya bhi hai lekin ab wo salet kahan ab hai pencil ki gahri nok jo gad jati hai kaghaz ke sine mein nashtar ki tarah tute phute huruf aadi tirchhi lakiren aur ghair wazeh tasawir aaj bhi wahi to hain magar un ko mitane ki koshish mein kaghaz phat jata hai ya phir us par tahrir-shuda alfaz ke gahre nishan jo mitane ke bawajud bhi baqi rah jate hain kaghaz ke sine par waqt badal raha hai pahle dil salet ki manind hua karte the narm saf aur shaffaf aaj dil kaghaz ki manind halke ho gae hain un par likha mitta to hai par baqi rah jate hain chand nishan jo kabhi nahin mitte kabhi bhi nahin