Bazaar

Choti si chaah ek,
Zindagi ka manzil ban jati hai.

Pehli me aati hai aur,
aakhri saans tak reh jati hai.

Haasil to ek pal ka ehsaas hai,
faqat umr kat jati hai.

Kuch ban'ne ka khwab,
kuch karne ka aarzoo.

Mehnat, musshaqat,
aur apne aap se roobaru.

Safar ek bhitar ka aisa jo,
har pehlu se waqif kara deti hai.

Baazaar me bikte to bahut hain,
insaan, jasbaat aur khwaab kayi.

Kitni bhi koshish karlo magar,
khareedar aasani se milte nahi.

Mol lagata koi hai,
aur hum bik jaate kahin aur hai.