kuchh sapanon ko jo pankh die,
vo khule aasamaan men uḌane lage,
baadalon kee chhaanv mile,
to kabhee taaron kee mahaphil sajee.
naram-naram havaa ke paalanon men palane lage,
kore-kore ye sapane rangon se khelane lage,
sunaharee dhoop kee dhaagon se ek nayaa jahaa(n) bunate hue,
bikhare-bikhare yah sapane apane-aap men hee simaTane lage.
lambee-lambee raahon par nanhen-nanhen kuchh kadam,
maasoom yah sapane manzil kee talaash men chal paḌe.
deepak kee lau men sooraj kee roshanee naheen milee,
to thakakar yah sapane usee lau men jalane lage.
vakt aage nikal gayaa, sapane peechhe chhooT gae,
kuchh Thahar gae, kuchh TooT gae, kuchh khud par hee hansane lage,
zindagee ke daanv men, khud zindagee ko haar ke,
ab in adhoore sapano ke saude hone lage.
chalate-chalate kho gaye, apanee hee dhaḌakan se door ho gae,
peechhe muḌe to dikhaa kahaanee banake bikataa apanaa hee chaharaa,
phir bhee rukaa naheen saanson aur dhaḌakanon kaa yah sust kaaravaan
kyoonki TimaTimaa rahaa thaa abhee bhee ek sapanaa sitaaraa ban ke.
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Aparna Bhatt
