“Door Kshitij ki or 

Ek Ghar keh sakte hai usko,

Raha hai kareeb sabse,

Uss har din chadhte sooraj ke bhi.

Ve uthti garam hawaein,

Aur thandi baarish ki boondein,

Ve khilte phool bahaar ke

Aur sookhe patte patjhad ke,

Mehsoos kiya hai…

Har ritu ke pehloo ke bhi pehle.

Kshitij ki uss or se

Panchee uddkar aaye,

Ruke aangan mein kuch pal,

Aur phir parinda hogaye.

Aise jaane hi kitni jeevan mein uthi lehrein,

Aur tham gayi phir uthne ko,

Sthir raha yadi kuch,

Astithva tha vah uss Ghar ka 

Door kshitij ki or,

Jhuka hai ambar bhi dharti par,

Karne naman uss adeegta ko.

Uss Ghar ki khidki par khada,

Mai saakshi hoon har ansh ka,

Kshitij ki uss or

Woh Ghar Mera hai….”

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