Kho jate hai hum rasmo rivajo mae, gum ho jate hai khud se, waqt har waqt khud ko dhundne ki lalak me simte rehte hai. Unke liye har waqt har muqam ke liye mauzood hai hum. Hamne khuda se kuch maqt ki mahulat mangi hai is gunzaish mae ki khud ko dhund lenge hum.
Hum samandar mein ek patwar ko thame chal rahe hai ke kabhi na kabhi kinara mil he zaiga. Darr nahi hai ki fana ho zainge hum, dukh is baat ka hai ki aadhi zindgi jine ke baad bhi zindagi ko ab tak na ji paya.
Rah dar rah mil jate hai chand kuch apne, waqt har waqt mann behal jata hai. Ab gunzaish nahi ki waqt mile kho zane ka khud mae, lagta hai auron ke liye hai jina suru kar diya hai humne. Kuch farmaiyssh nahi hai upar wale se, na he umeed hai taqdeer se kuch milne ke. Hum to dube hue hai khud mae, is kosish mae ke parchai mil zaye khud ki.