Thursday, May 25, 2017

Aakhiri Intzaar...

Ek sankra sa kooncha,
Uske aakhiri kone par laga ek saalon purana bijli ka khambha
Jo hamesha se aisa hi tha, bujha bujha sa, jaise kiraye ki raushni laata ho...

Uss koonche me ek purana makaan tha, jisme behtareen nakkashidar darwaaje hote the,
Ab to deemak nigal gayi thi usey kafi hadd tak...
Beyhadd benoor sa andhera aur uss par ye bujhi hui raushni
Ek zamaana hue iss poori rahguzar ko dekhe hue
Ab to khud par hi sharminda hoon, ki itne saalon baad idhar ka rukh kiya..
Behisaab raaton ke intezaar ka gawah tha wo bijli ka khambha
Ab na to wo zumbish thi iss raah me aur na hi koi maskhari
Goya bezaan ho chuki thi...

Maine unn gaarat hue darwazon pe dastak di
Kuch der talak to koi halchal na hui,
Fir ander se khala ki awaaz aayi 'aate hain, zara tasalli rakhiye'
Maine apna rumaal nikala,
Aur aankhon me ubhar aaye kai nakshon ko mitane ki koshish ki...

Khala ke haath me laaltain thi, aur nazron me intzaar
Umar ke jaane kitne saal iss chehre par apne nishan bana chuke the,
Khala ne chashma durust karke, nigahon pe zor daalke poochha
Ji, aapki taareef?
Mere alfaaz maano halaq me hi dafan ho gaye the,
Lakh koshish karne par bhi na nikle
'Ji, maine farmaaya- Kaun hain aap?' Khala ne kuch zor dekar kaha.
'Aadaab khala, main hoon Aakash, pahchana?' Kuch alfaaz meri zubaan se ludhak gaye
Khala ne laltain ko mere chehre ke kareeb laaker dekha
Fir poochha- 'Aa-kaa-sh, itne arse baad, Ab kisliye aaye hain aap?'
Maine jawab dena munasib nahi samjha. Khaamosh raha.
Khala ne darwaja se kinaare hat kar ander aane ko kaha....

Ander ki roshni jaise peeli dhundh odhkar baithi ho
Aangan pahle se kuch chhota ho gaya tha
Khala ne mere kandhe pe haath rakha to mujhe khayal aaya ki kahan hoon
Khala...kya aapne kabhi usey intzaar karte hue dekha...mere jaane ke baad? maine darte hue poochha
Khala ne ek lambi saans li...'haan'

Unki iss 'haan' se ek sukoon mila
'Baki sab khairiyat?' Maine poochha
Khala ne ektak nigahon se mujhe tatola aur farmaya...'Shayad tumhe ilm hi nahi'
Maine poochha...'Kis silsile mein khala?'
'Wo uska aakhiri intzaar tha.....kai raaton ke intzaaron ke baad' khala ne dupatte se aankhon ki bheegi kor ponchhte hue kaha
Main sirf unhe dekhta hi rah gaya....halaq sookh gaya tha, rooh kaanp gayi thi
Kabhi guman hua karta tha mujhe apni lekhni par,  aur aaj jaise tamaam umr hi ek khali panne ki tarah ho gayi thi, jispe koi badrang syaahi bikhar gayi ho...


Monday, May 8, 2017

Itwaar Ke Roz....

Itwaar ke roz, hum kuch waqt sath me guzaarte the
Unn dino kuch khaas jaldbazi nahi hoti thi logon ko
Unhone ek roz yeh din mukammal kiya tha mulaaqaaton ke liye
Tab se yahi silsila zaari tha...

Unke waalid ko hum khaas pasand na the
To badi kashmkash ke baad itwaar tay hua tha
Yun to kuch khaas baatein nahi karte the hum
Magar ghanton uss jheel ke kinaron ko dekha karte the
Aur kabhi kabhi to kashtiyaan bhi bahate the
Bada sukoon hota tha itwaar ke roz
Hafta ko jaise-taise hi guzarta tha janab

Jahan tak unka sawaal hai, badi hi nek dil insaan thi wo
Kisi gair ke bhi dard me ashq baha dene wali
Masoom, khushmizaj aur beyhadd khoobsurat
Aur main ek aam si surat wala, dubla-patla sa
Kismat rahem kar gayi thi hum par

Yun to hum dono bahut alag se dikhte the
Par bheetar se ek doosre ke poorak
Bahut hi umda kism ki dosti thi humari
Haan...ye to batana bhool gaye ki hum sirf 'dost' the

Ab to kafi arsa hua iss baat ko,
Hum dono ke nikah hue aur fir apni apni zindagi me mashgool ho gaye
Par kabhi kabhi unki kami mahsus hoti hai to,
Itwaar ke roz usi jheel ke kinaare baith kar do-chaar baatein kar lete hain
Aisi dosti ab kahan hoti huzur
Ab to lagbhag gunaah hi hai ladke-ladkiyon ka sath baithna
Ab wo itwaar bhi nahi aate....

Sunday, December 25, 2016

Zindagi...

यूँ  तो ज़िन्दगी सबको  गिराती है , गिरा कर फिर से उठाती है
पर हम जीना तो नहीं छोड़ देते...
और जब जीना नहीं छोड़ते,  तो खुद के लिए लड़ना क्यों छोड़ देते?

कुछ हौंसला रखो, कुछ मंज़िलें तय करो
और उन तक पहुँचने के लिए कुछ क़दम बढ़ाओ
मंज़िलें ना मिलने पर,  हम कोशिश करना तो नहीं छोड़ देते...
और जब  कोशिश करना नहीं छोड़ते, तो नए ख़्वाब बुनना क्यों छोड़ देते ?

आसमां और भी हैं छूने के लिए ,
रास्ते और भी हैं बढ़ने लिए
रास्ते गुम होने पर, हम चलना तो नहीं छोड़ देते...
और जब चलना नहीं छोड़ते , तो आगे बढ़ना क्यों छोड़ देते ?

ख़ुदा भी साथ है खुदाई दिखाने को,
और हिम्मत भी है बेपनाह होने को
दुआ देर से क़ुबूल होने पर , हम ख़ुदा को तो नहीं छोड़ देते...
और जब ख़ुदा को नहीं छोड़ते , तो उस पर ऐतबार कैसे खो देते ?

Tuesday, August 16, 2016

Oh...How Much I Loved You!!

You took a part of me every time I thought of you, I desired you, I loved you...

My soul is bare without you, you are not mine, well....in real world.
I wished for you every second of my life, and you are mine, well...in my world.
The time we spend together is no less than many lives I lived in one life.
You complete me. You inspire me. You bring music to my silence. You bring colours to my life.

Oh..How much I loved you and How much I love you!

It was You always, it will be You forever...

Sunday, March 13, 2016

Abhivyakti..aavashyak hai...!!


Abhivyakti...aavashyak hai
Khamoshi ki bhasha sabko nahi aati...

Kuch dhundhli hoti yaadein
Kuch khushnuma lamhe
Kuch puraane hote sapne
Aur kuch dhool jame hue panne

Sabke liye abhivyakti aavashyak hai
Khamoshi ki bhasha sabko nahi aati...

Kuch puraane khat
Kuch talkh si hidaytein
Kuch bojhil si hoti nazar
Aur kuch bhooli hui baatein

Sabke liye abhivyakti aavashyak hai
Khamoshi ki bhasha sabko nahi aati...

Kuch buddhaape ka dosh
Kuch waqt ke na guzarne ki shikayatein
Kuch aangan me dhalti dhoop
Aur kuch puraane kisson ka zikr

Sabke liye abhivyakti aavashyak hai
Khamoshi ki bhasha sabko nahi aati...

Sunday, January 3, 2016

Vidya Dadati Vinayam...

A life, well-devoted to the welfare of others, for the upliftment of the most vulnerable section, is a life well-spent. When we help others, raise them up, give them a hand in times of need, that is something which gives us satisfaction, which gives us the meaning of  the life.

Compassion  costs nothing, but it gives a generous satisfaction to others, to ourselves, they feel loved. Its a fulfilment to humanity. I know there are n numbers of books on this and people do read them. They give their feedback on the books, write appreciation notes to them, but how many of us implement it in our own life?

I don't want to give gyan on this. But when i see so called well-educated, well-read and well-travelled people treating poor, illiterate and vulnerable people like a dog, i feel pity for those educated people. If nothing, then at least they can talk humbly. A little respect to those people would not harm you. Compassion, care and respect have became so bookish that people almost convinced themselves that they are not practical words at all!! There is a Sanskrit shlok: 'Vidya dadati vinayam' (Education gives one humility). If educated people are not humble, then there is no meaning of their education.

I want to do my bit...

Monday, November 23, 2015

Na Bhoologe Aur Na Bhulwaoge...

Yun to hisab ke pakke the hum,
Tumne tareekhein, mahine aur saal...sab uljha diye.
Socha tha ki waqt ke saath sambhal jaayenge,
Par tumne to waqt ko hi rok diya...

Tum na bhoologe aur na bhulwaoge,
Yaad hum aayenge, to puraane waqt me kho jaoge.
Tab kya karoge, jab hum awaaz dene par bhi na aayenge,
Kis tarah khud ki goonjti aawaazon se bach paoge?

Socha hai kabhi, ki sukoon milega nhi kho jaayega,
Meri koi shararat na hogi, jis par tum has paoge..