Samay...Niyati....inke aage kisi ka bas nahi. jinhone banaya jab wo isse achute nahi rah paaye to hum aur aap kya hai.
yahi haal armaan ka tha kaun kahega ki us samay ka wo baccha kahne ko jiska nirman khud shaitan ki urja se hua tha. Shifa thi jiske upar shaitan ki.
Sochne se pahle jiske kaam hua karte the. fir bhi wo akela tha. malik ke ghar wo janma samay ke hatho sath chuta. Samay ne milwaya chakra aisa chala ki jis waqt ne milwaya aur juda bhi usi ne kiya. aisa kya hua tha. ye to waqi daur me hi pata chalega.
london.....sard raato me ye shahar aur shaharwasi janha sukoon ki neend me dube the. in khamosh raaton me sard hawao ka shor ek alag hi shor paida kar raha tha. par wanhi in sard raato me Westerham Heights par koi khada tha. in hawao ka shor bata raha tha. ki wo janti hai ki ye kaun hai jispar is mausam ke mizaz ka koi asar nahi dikh raha tha. dikh rahi thi to surkh laal aankhe. aur lahu peete hue uske lab aur kuch tha to charo aur kuch kati hui laashe kuch jhuke hue sar. manjar bata raha tha. khade hue shaks ki shaksiyat ki wo kaun hai.