Wo...mera adhura sapana..zindagi ka dusara naam,hakikat se dur khawabo ka ek mukaam...bas ek hi khawish us mukaam ko paane ki..ishq k emtehaan me had se gujar jaane ki.......Q ye sarhade,q ye deeware thi tere mere darmiyaa...kabhi jamane ki fikar to kabhi.. waqt ne kiya faisala meri takdir ka..aaj to es dard bhare dil me baaki hai sirf tanhaieya...tha ye kaisa faisala waqt ka..mere gujare palo k saath..ki aaj k aanewale kal me,tu es pal ka hissa nahi,hai ye kaisa mukaam meri zindagi ka...sab kuch hai..bas tera saath nahi...ummid mere dil ki..kuch tuti es tarah ki..bikhre kach k tukado me bhi muze teri tasweer nazar aati hai...haatho me chubhan si huie..jab samete maine..shishe k ye tukade hazaar..khoon haatho se bah raha tha..aur dard aakho se....fir bhi bikhare shishe k tukado ko sameta maine...en tukado ko gale se lagaya maine....tuti es tasweer ko.. ashko ki bundo se joda maine...ab to yahi tasweer mere jeene ka sahara hai..wo gujara huwa pal hi mere aakho se fisalati bundo ka kinara hai..BAS AB TO EK HI KHAWISH ES MUKAAM KO PAANE KI..ISHQ K EMTEHAAN ME HAD SE GUJAR JAANE KI..
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