Anchhui taza mehki si hawa kabhi kabhi
Uth-ti hai mere antar men
Hila deti hai jhakjhor deti hai duniyawee aawarano ko
Hata deti hai maan par jame kritrimata ke mail ko
Ujle darpan men dikhta hai
Mera apna bimb
Jise mein umron se dundh raha tha paraye nayno men.
Jinhe mein youwan mad men unmadit wasanayen ya ki
Antar ki surpankhayen samajh raha tha
Woh galat-fehamiyan thi parmparaon se dabi
Meri kayar manasikta ki
Ya thi weh auron ke munh se nikli
Irshya bhari katuktiyan
Un kachi-sachi bhawanaon ke khilaf
Jin ko yeh bhid haquiqat maante hue bhi
Jhutla deti hai-bardashat nahin kar pati hai.
(Iss sadharan si rachna ka, jo bahut samay pahle likhi gayi thi, mere jiwan men bahut
mahatva hai......aap sab ke saath ise share karna mano apne intimate doston se bahuk hokar baten karne jaisa hai.....umeed hai bhasa se adhik bhavon par nazre inayat karenge.)
Mein khush hun bahut khush
Pa raha hun khud ko halka-halka sa (kyonki)
Aaj pahli bar dekh paya hun thik se
Apne ko apne hi darpan men
Yeh koi unmad nahin
Koi kuntha nahin
Koi paap nahin
Yeh to meri khoyee huyee pahchan hai.
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