Andhere ki parchaiyaan

An Urdu book titled "Dard ka ehsaas" is lying in front of me on my table, ideally for the last couple of hours, I have tried several times to hold that and atleast go through the preface but of no use..not because the book is in Urdu language nor because I am having no time to go through it, but because of its cover page.
"Dard ka ehsaas", is a thought which require indepth feelings and emotions. The cover page is having a tree made on it with almost no leaves, but the tree is still standing tall and the sun made by the artist is looking caught up in pain of doom. Every stem of leaf-less tree is boldly narrating its strenght that it will remain intact and will continue blocking the rays of sun, no matter how deep and dark the shadow may be. No matter the trunk get burns and no matter it get peeled off by those uncanny rays.