mujhe vah samay yaad hai
jab dhoop ka ek tukada sooraj kee ungalee thaamakar
andhere ka mela dekhata us bheed mein kho gaya.
sochatee hoon : saham aur soonepan ka ek naata hai
main isakee kuchh nahin lagatee
par is chhote bachche ne mera haath thaam liya.
tum kaheen nahin milate
haath ko chhoo raha hai ek nanha-sa garm shvaas
na haath se bahalata hai, na haath ko chhodata hai.
andhere ka koee paar nahee
mele ke shor mein bhee khaamoshee ka aalam hai
aur tumhaaree yaad is tarah jaise dhoop ka ek tukada.