wo aurat thi magar ek rup mein hona ise hargiz na bhata tha wo himmat mein koi mard-e-tawana thi jise mehnat mohabbat aur insani zamani jawedani falsafon ke tahat jina tha wo aisi rahiba thi jis ke daman mein duaen thin dawaen thin munajaten tamannaen wafaen kaamnaen sab use taqsim karna tha wo man thi jis ne sae mein chhupa rakkhe the dukh un aatmaon ke jinhen mahrumiyat miras milti thi use aazar apnana bahut achchha laga karta tha usi ne dard sine mein basane ke hunar se nam paya tha bahan thi jis ne bhai kah diya to laj rakh kar ke dikhaya bhi wo har ek dukh ko apna dukh samajhti thi magar apni khushi auron mein reza reza yun taqsim karti thi ki jaise us ko qismat ne muqarrar kar rakha hoga suna hai us ke ja chukne se sare shahr mein wo dard phaila hai jise us ne chhupa rakkha tha sine mein suna hai basti wale log us ko yaad karte hain har ek bachcha yatimi ro raha hai bain karte hain wo sab jin ko zamane ne gharibi aur mahrumi nawazi thi suna hai us ko wo bhi ro rahe hain jin ko aansu rolna aata nahin tha suna hai shahr ke goshon mein us ki shabnami aawaz sare dard lautane ko thahri hai suna hai us ne ab is shahr se munh modne ki than rakkhi hai wo aurat thi magar ek rup mein jina use aata nahin tha