Sab ghum rahe hai apni husn ka zalwa liye. Poochte phir rahe hai auroo se kimat khud ka.
Khoye hue hai khud se, kar nai rahe yakeen khoye hone ka. Auroo se aise pesh aa rahe hai ji mano khud he khuda hai.
Mazhab, imaan aur zindgi bann gaye hai auroo ki mehfil me bhatakne ke liye. Koi kabhi cha-h-ke aur kabhi na-chah-te hue unki husn ke tarif kar baithta hai.
Auro ki tarif ku gumar is karar sar chad jata hai mano khud kya hai auro ne he tai kar diya ho.
Madari ke bandar ke mafik, chand logo ke wah-wahi ke liye kya ho gaye hai hum? Apne husn ki numaish kiye za rahe hai hum.
Kya itne akele pad gaye hai hum ki khud ki zindgi bazaar ki numaish ban gaye hai.