Dil  apne liye hamesha hi pechide raste khojta hain,
Kabhi ek raah to kabhi dusri pakadta hain.

Galat raaste ko sahi maankar kabhi kabhi woh itna door chala jate hain,
Ki wapas aana namumkin sa lagta hain.

Aur kabhi kabhi us galti ko woh itna such maan lete hain,
Ki galti ka ehsaas bhi nahi hota.

Log cheekte chillte use wapas bulate hain,
Par woh succhai se anjaan aage badta rehta hain.

Aur jab succhai se saamna hota hain,
Tab tak woh itna thuk chuka hota hain ki wapas aane ki himmat nahi hoti.

Darta hain wapas aane se,
Aur koshish karta hain us galat ko sahi banane ki.

Wapas aakar agar phir galat raah pakad li,
To kabhi bhi manzil tak nahi pohoch payega.

Us dar bawajood bhi who ek saath kojta hain,
Jo use thamkar saath manzil ki aur le jaye.

Par us dar mein woh yeah bhool jata hain,
Ki is dil ne kabhi thamna nahi seekha.

Chahe rasta kitna bhi galat ho,
Akela ya phir kisi ke saath;
Woh chalta rahega,
Apni manzil ki talash mein.

– Ankur Mondal.