Hum syahi se raste banate za rahe hai. Ek umeed mae ki mazil ek ho mil zaige. Is zindgi ke pal he hai kuch gine chune, chalte chalte raste pae chal chalo is umeed mae ki mukaam mil zaye.
Hum kabhi tanha hote hai kabhi logo kae sailaab mae doob zate hai. Hum khud pe bharosa nahi rakhte. Aisa lagta hai ki umeed sae zada mil gaya ho zaise iss zindgi mae.
Hum yae kyun bhool zate hai ki jo hamare mukadaar mae hai wo milna he hai hame, isko kam ya zada napne ko kisne bola.
Musafir hai hum, bhatak he rahe hai saath kuch apno ke hone ke umeed mae. Zinke saath yae baaki bache hue duniya kam muskilo mae nikal zaye.
Hum apne aap sae apne mann mae itne kahaniya bunn lete hai, khud sae lad-jhagarte hai. Hame khud pae bharosa nahi rehta. Ham darte hai aagee badhne sae.
Kabhi sochta hu ki hamse behtar to wo tittlee hai jo khule aasmaan mae apni marzi sae apno kae saath zindgi ko ziye zaa rahe hai beparwaah hue.