Man ke bheetar chatpatahat jo hamesa chubhti rahti hai ek faans ki tarh.Jise kisi sui ki nok se nahin nikal sakte . Khal mein koi faans chubh jaati hai , oose ek jhatke se nikal sakte hain kyonki vo tvacha ki ek satah par jaakar ruk jati hai aur dard ka ahsaas karati hai. Parantu Khalish ka upchaar to tabdili hai. Matlab job hi vakiyat ruh ko chubhte hain, chatpatahat karte hain. Tab tak raahat nahin dete jab tak oos pareshani , dukh, taklif ya tees ka koi pukhta ilaaz nahi ho jaata.
Bahut si choti – choti baaten zindagi mein bahut bade – bade haadse paida kar deti hain aur oomr bhar saath – saath chalti rahti hain ek Khalish banker. Chahe ye baaten rishton ne di hon ya samaj ne ya fir vakt ne. Khalish ek chubhan hai , aag hai, aatish hai, prerna hai, dard hai, rishta hai, badlaav hai , tanhai hai aur ek khwab bhi. Berozgaari, maayusi, bhrun hatya, kamtar siyasat, kiraye ki kokh , zismfaroshi , kalabazari, maan ke dwara hi beti ka deh vyapaar taaki ghar mein roti pak sake , bewafai, mohabbat, kuch sawal jinka jawab abhi tak talasha na jaa saka sabke sab ek Khalish hi to hai. Ye nazm vo Khalish hai jo ruh ko chain nahi lene deti. E ! duniya ye nazmein teri aawaaz mere alfaz hain