Jhutse hasil karnewale...

Jhutse hasil karnewaloko... Apne jhutpe naaz hai, Eoh kitne kamzor haike... Insaanko dhoke deke woh apni khusiya hasil karte hai, Aur muavzaome paisose rishtonko tolte hai, Unse bare kamzor insaan aur kaun hai??? Jinke zameerme itna bhi hausla nehi ke... Woh sachko bol aur samajh sake sachche logonse. Ankhonme dhul jhokke koi bhi in saan apne khusiyonke chinn sakta hai, Kisiko jhute waadonse barbad karke apna ashiyan bana sakta hai. Jisme sacj bolneki kabiloyat aur himmat ho... Rab bhi ussey pyaar karta hai. Madadke naampe rishwatein leke humko rishta jorte ya torte nehi, Ankhonme dhul jhokke aur jhoknewaloke jhutpe autbar karke, Sach na janke sachse ankhein michte nehi. Dusroko siri banate to hum bhi jhuti hasi haste aaj duaroko dhoka deke aur barbad karke. Kyunke dilke rishtein banate hai hum jasbat aur achche niyatose... Khudgarzike rishtein hum banate nehi. Logoko dhoke deke khushiyonko chunna humne sikha nehi, Rishwatonse aur mind gamese dilonko jitneka hunar humeh aaya nehi. Log humeh doshi thehrake dusroko bachate phir rahe hai... Itne darrme woh jite hai ke sach chhupate phirte hai. Unke bhalaike liye aj bhi hum chup hai... pr iss kadar bhi na humeh sataye ke hum duniyahi chod de.