Kuch loag gulaab ki tarah hote hain... Bilkul tar o taaza.
Harpal muskurate, Khushiyan bikherte...
Magar phir hamare sakht lehje ya kadwe alfaaz unn ki muskurahat chheen lete hain.
Wo hamare alfaaz aur lehje ki garmi nahi seh paate aur gulaab ke phool ki tarah murjah jaate hain.
Rangg mandd padh jate hain, taazgi khatam ho jati hai.
Magar....,
Phir bhi unn ka ehsaas, unn ki baatein hamare ard gird hamesha rehti hai.
Gulaab ki khushboo ki tarah.
Apne irdd gird ka jaayeza lijiye. Kahin koyi taaza gulaab na murjha jaaye.
Kisi ki muskurahat aap ki ek jhidki ki nazar na ho jaye.
Kyun ke khilne me waqt lagta hai, Magar murjhane ke liye chand pal bhi kaafi hote hain.!
Khushiyaan baantein aur muskurahatein taqseem karein,
Aap ki di hui ek muskurahat kisi ke liye zindagi ki umeed ban sakti hai...!
