मृत्यु ( एक सामाजिक उपन्यास )

han han, main mar chuka hun . main sabke liye ek lash ke siva kuchh nahi . meri arthi jite-ji nikal di gai . mere armanon ki arthi, mere khvabon ki arthi --- . aj meri lash par rone ayen hain ap log . nahi -- nahi . meri lash par koi ro nahi sakta . meri hatya karne men ap sabhi ka hath hai . sabne meri bhavnaon ke sath khela hai -- meri bhavnaon ka gala ghonta hai . nahi bete, nahi . aisa mat kaho, kabhi-kabhi bete ko bhi ma-bap ko maf kar dena chahiye .'' kahte hue ramankishor saurabh ke panv men jhukte chale gaye . ek aise insan ki kahani jinki bhavnaon ka gala unke apnon ne hin ghont dala . vah jo unke liye hi ji raha tha, pae ve use galat samajh rahe the . akhir kyon ? janne ke liye padhe ---- upanyas -- mrityu