Kabhi yahaan,
Kabhi wahaan hu main,
Kati patang si firti hu,
Pairon mein main.
Socha nahi hai ab tak,
Ki kya padhna hai mujhe.
Par fir bhi in bikhri mozon me
Kahi gum baithi hai jo
Us kitab ko dhoond rahin hu main.
Kuch soch kar gaadi ke tyre se
Nahi takrai thi main.
Mujhe us ore,
Dhakka bhi toh diya jaa sakta hai?
Khair, aaj main neend mein hun,
Usi tyre se takraane ki khushi mein.
Mozon se gand,
Aati hai…
Par us gand mein ek sugandh hai luki…
Isiliye shaayad, ab tak
Us moze me bandhi gand ko
Apne aap me dhundti hu mai.
Mujhe us nidar niind se mat jagaao.
Mujhe gaadi chalana mat sikhao.
Bas un bikhri mozon mein jo hai chhuppi,
Us kitaab ko dhundne do.
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