Aaj pata chala, bhai, hamare rangon ki tarah, dhooan ka kaala bhi chhap chhod jata hai. Soot se baraf ka rang kala ho jata hai, garmi zyada sookh leti hai, aur pighalav tez hota hai. Yeh to hamare gaon mein bhi dekha—jo kapda dhoop mein rakhoge, woh jaldi sukhega, kaala kapda toh aur bhi jaldi.
Par isme naapi kaise jaati hai? Woh log baraf ke tukdon ko lekar, unmein kaale kanon ko gin-te hain, jaise main apne phateek par bootiyon ke rang gin-ta hoon. Ek moti si baat—jo dhooan mere karkhane se nikalti hai, wahi kaala hissa, hazaaron kos door ja kar, pahadon ko bhi dagmagata hai. Apne haathon se lagaya daag, duniya ke chhat par bhi dikh jata hai, bhai.
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