main... ek adhlikhi adhuri kitaab...
jise mile hain aajtak kai khitaab...
aaj ek aur adhura adhyaya samapt hua..


pechle panno se shyahi abhi bhi taza hai...
jo yaad dilaate hain woh khwaab jo ham bhool nahi paate...

Ek adlikhi adhuri kitaab hun main...

Socha jab maine tanhai main,
ki aakhir kaun hun main?
barbas ek he aawaz aayi,
ek adlikhi adhuri kitaab hun main...

Panne kuch puraane se,
kisse kuch apne-parayon ke,
jode hain apni zindgani se,
haan... ek adlikhi adhuri kitaab hun main...

jab paltaye panne maine iss kitaab ke,
nam hui aankhen kabhi gham kabhi khushi k aasun se,
jarjar hui iss kitaab k panno main jaise ab bhi jaan ho,
cheekh-cheekh k kehte hain han main tera he aks hun...
han, ek adhlikhi adhuri kitaab hun main...

main ek adhlikhi adhuri kitaab hun,
anek rango ki syahi se saji hui,
kai bhavnaon k rangon main doobi hui,
jiske har adhaya main kaid hain shakhsiyat nayi-purani...

han ek adlikhi adhuiri kitaab hun main..
jiske adhure-kore panno pe,
jab firayi hain ungliyan,
ubhre hain kai khwaab adhure,
taza hue hain zakhm puraane...
main- ek adlikhi adhuri kitaab...

iss kitaab ki peeda jab janni chahi,
tab baat yahi saamne aayi,
jo mila likha ussne adhyaya apna,
khud he nischit kiya kaal apna...
badhti aayi akele,
sanjoye khud main manohar kahaniyan,
jisme main kai sawal hain adhure,
mile hai jise jawaab bhi adhure,
haan ek adhlikhi adhuri kitaab hun main.....