Dostaan-e-mehefil,adab, daras ki muddat tayeen kahan hoti hai...ye tou taalib ki qabiliyet per taye hoti hai.
tou bas hum bhi zad-e-mauj-e-darya hi rahe...maujon ne humein khoob zad-o-kob kiya....waqtan fauqtan baab-e-daras khulte rahe..hum is isna may khud se milte rahe...aainon se jahad mumkin hi kahan hai...vo tou saaf go hua karte hain..perde utha ke milte hain...aur nafs ankhein chura kar bach nikalte hain...bahar kaif is tag-o-dudh ki bhi manzil hoti hai..kahin aaina tut jaata hai..kahin nafs chut jaata hai...phir bhi jahad ka jaari rakhna ye bhi inayet may shumar hota hai..
Gharib nawaz apna dast-e-khair jis per ek baar rakh dein vo her surat may khair ki jaanib hi rawan dawan rahta hai...aur alhamdulliah qarar ki manzil jub qareeb hone lagti hai to jaan lena chahiye ke imtihan sakhth hai..aur her rahzani bhi mumkin hai...aaina rubaru ho to phir jalwa bhi rubaru hota hai..jub jalwa rubaru ho tou phir rooh ka jalwa kaise namumkin hosakta hai...
Daras ki ibtida to hosakti hai intiha nahi...vo tou ek lamatnahi silsila hai...jaari -o-saari rahega abad tak...rafta rafta talib ashna hote rahenge...faiz paate rahenge....
Mere murshad ka her qaul zehen nashin hai..unki humnashini ka her pal sang-e-safar hai...unki nazar-e-karam ka hi ye phal hai..aur dil ka muddua unki dua hai..
