Ulzan…

Kitane Ulze huye sawalo se bhari hai ye jindagi..wo sawal ki jinka koi astitav hi nhi..

Kyu rehti hai zizak man me hamesha apne..Kya ye sahi wo galat,Ya phir wo galat ye sahi..

Kyu rehate hai gheere in ulzano me hum..koi kare bagawat se galat ko sahi, use bhi khich late phirse uni zamelo me hum..

Kyu kuch karne se pehale ata ye sawaal ki kya kehenge log..kyu abhi bhi jakhad ke rakha hai hamne un deewaro ko..

Kaun hai wo jinone banaye hai ye dayare anushasan ke..kya the sach me wo hamesha sahi,ya the wo bhi galat..

In bato ko Sochate sochate nikal jati hai puri jindagi..par kya mit jane pe hasti apni koi sochata hai tha wo sahi ya tha wo galat..