Zindagi-har rang mein, jaisa ki sheershak khud kehta hai, jeevan ke un tamaam rangon ka ek vinamra sankalan hai, jinhe hum jeete toh hain, par har baar shabdon mein dhal nahi paate. Yeh pustak un bhavnaon, ehsaason aur anubhavon ki abhivyakti hai jo kabhi khule roop mein kahe jaate hain, aur kabhi dil ke kisi kone mein chupchaap reh jaate hain-"jo kaha, jo ankaha."
Jeevan ka har charan apne saath ek nayi kahani, ek nayi anubhooti lekar aata hai-kabhi khushi ki ujli dhoop, kabhi gham ki gehri chhaya, kabhi umeed ki kiran, toh kabhi niraasha ki khamoshi. In kavitaon mein inhi badalte rangon ko sahejane ka prayas kiya gaya hai. Prem, virah, umeed, sangharsh, akelapan, santosh, aur aatmamanthan-har bhavna ko ek sacchai ke saath ukera gaya hai.
Yeh sangrah kisi ek vyakti ki kahani nahi, balki har us dil ki awaaz hai jisne kabhi kuch mehsoos kiya hai. Kahin yeh panktiyaan aapko aapki apni kahani ka aks dikhayengi, toh kahin aapko un bhavnaon se rubaroo karayengi jinhe aapne shayad kabhi shabd nahi diye.
Is pustak ke madhyam se ek chhota sa prayas hai-jeevan ko uske har rang mein sweekarne aur mehsoos karne ka. Kyunki Zindagi sirf wahi nahi jo hum jeete hain, balki woh bhi hai jo hum mehsoos karte hain, aur kai baar... jo hum keh nahi paate.
Aasha hai ki yeh kavya-sangrah aapke dil ko chhooega aur aapko apne andar jhaankne ka ek avsar dega.
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