Kayi bar insan sochta hai, apne dil ki baatein woh kisey jakar kahe? Kaun hai jo sunta hai is masroof duniya mein. Kaan hai, deewarein hai, bheed hai, apney hai, paraye hai, har koi hai, par bus waqt nahi hai ... Hazaaron rishtey naaton se juda insaan, adhura ka adhura hota hai...jaise aata hai, waise jaata hai. Ek kagaz ka tukda, aur ek siyaahi se bhari kalam uthakar kuch likhne ko jee chahta hai.
Main ek aam si ladki, na koi khaas pehchan, na koi bada naam, bus laayi gayi hu duniya mein, jeeney chand subah aur shaam. Zabaan se jo kuch na keh pau, main lafzon mein utarkar yahan bayan karna chahungi. Ye zariya bhi ek khaali ghar ki chaar deewaron sa hai, jo har dil ki baat sunta hai, par bolta kuch bhi nahi. Aisa koi shakhs nahi jo dusrey ke dil ko jaan sakey, chahe wo kitna hi kareeb kyu na ho.
Waqt badalta hai, Aur insan ka rang bhi. Haan, shayad isi liye bezabaan, bejaan cheezon ki zarurat padty hai haal-e-dil bayan karne ke liye. Raat ko takiya lekar soti hu baahon mein, to yun lagta hai jese dil ko chukar, sari baatein usne sun li meri. Jab sar chupakar usey chehrey se chuty hu to lagta hai aansu apne aap poch gye. Jab koi ped ke neechey bethty hu to lagta hai wo tah-e-dil se sunta hai meri ankahi dastaan. Jab pani mein patthar fenku to lagta hai, wo meri soch ko sunta bhi hai aur mera phenka hua vaar sehta bhi hai. Jab kitab kholu to lagta hai woh mujse kuch kehty hai, kuch sunty hai, jese guftagoo karty ho ek zinda dil ki tarah.
Rabb ne bhi gazab duniya banayi hai !!! Zinda dil ko patthar banaya hai aur bejaan mein jaan daali hai ...
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