kuch sapne aise jinhe sada khuli aankho se dekhne ka jee karta hai,,,,,halki si jhuki hui palko me bhi vo sab sach hote prteet hote hai,,,,,,,,,,,,itne apne hai vo ....shyad kabhi na sakar hone vale sapne ki har ek khyal me unhi sab ke sang ki mojudgi jaruri lagti hai,,,,janti hu main ke insaan ko jivan me sab kuch nahi milta aur usko jiski sabse ahem jarurat mehsus hoti hai ,,use to vo chahkar bhi apne kareeb nahi kar pata,,koi to samjhaye ki un sabhi likhi hui baato ka aakhir matlab hi kya hai ,,jo sabhi , dil ki gehraai se jod kar likhi gai hai,,,jab hamesha hame unhe nazarandaaj kar ke hi rehna hai....is bhagwan ki banayi khubsurat duniya me ,insaan kyu kabhi kabhi itna akela pad jata hai,,sab kuch hone per bhi ,lut sa jata hai,,,,,,chere se khush hokar bhi ,"ek" dil apni khushi ke darkaar karta hai,,khule aakash mein vo bhi chahta hai kabhi 2 muskarana..per 1 baat to hai dil sharir ke bheetar hota hai,,shyad isiliye hi uski hazaaro khwahisho ko aksar daba diya jata hai,,,,,,aur use phir vaise hi rehna padta hai,,,jaha uski sunne vala sirf aur sirf khuda hi hota hai,,,,,,,,jo pehle sab cheen kar use akela kar deta hai ,,aur jab insaan ko us akakipen mein rehne ki aadat pad jaati hi ,,,aur jab dil ko rikttha ka drad bhaan ho jata hai,,,khuda usme phir se rang bharne ko kehta hai,,,,,jo ek aam insaan ke liye mushkil ho jata hai....aur vo yeh sab kisi se keh bhi nahi pata...................................................