"Tum mujhse puchte ho ke mujhe tumhari kya baat achhi lagti hai. Mai tumse yeh kaise kahun ki mujhe tumhari kaunsi baat achhi nahi lagti? Apne ird-gird tumhara ghumna, mere wajood se na hatne wali tumhari gehri bolti nazre, tumhari har waqt ki tawajjo, tumhara jaan chhirakne waala haar andaz. Haar bar jab tum mere maa-baap ke liye ehtaraman khadey hote ho toh main tumhare samne jhukne lagti hoon.
Aur kya kuchh nahi jo mujhe tumhare samne moum nahi karta. Ek chhotey se ghar ke iss pankhe waley kamre mein tumhari yeh gehri neend, mineral water bottle ko dhundne ke bajaye nalke ka paani peelena, handwash chhorke ek saste sabun se haath dhona, apni plate ko meri maa ke haath ke pakey khaane se baar baar bharna. Par main yeh sab tumko kabhi nahi bataungi.
Tumhare haar wadey par hasungi, tumhare haar baat ka mazaak udaungi. Tum mujhe sang-e-marmar samajhte ho, toh samajhte raho. Main tumhare samne rait ki dewar nahi ban sakti. Mujhe toot janey se khauf aata hai."
- Kashaf Murtaza, Zindagi Gulzaar Hai
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