sukhe hont jab pyas ki zaban mein baat karte hain to ummid ki shakh par aati hai pahli patti hota hai pahli bar mohabbat sunne jaisa ehsas sukhe hue hont muskurahat mein baadal ki tarah phat jate hain tahas-nahas ho jata hai lafzon ka shahr nahin sunai deti jism ki pukar apna sa koi phail jata hai aasman se zamin tak chhune ki khwahish os ban jati hai milne ki khwahish dhup ehsas ke dariya mein bahta rahta hai insan sukhe honton ke sath bhi zindagi ko tar karta hua