February 21, 2014

Mujhe darr lagta hai..


Mujhe darr lagta hai..
Dil se aath ungli neeche..
Naabhi se utni hi uppar..
Wo jagah jahaan par darr ke ghummad uth_te hain..

Main baithi baithi aisi tanhaaiyon mein gote lagaati huun..
Jo mujhe virasat mein mili hain..

Aur saath ek karzon ka samandar bhi..
Rokti huun is aaveg ko to .. hansta hai ek puraana kuaan..

Maano keh raha ho kya kar sakogi rok kar..
Yahin bichh jao.. Meri tarah..

Main rona chaahti huun ..
Par aansoon namak ho chuke hain..
Sookhi aankhein.. bebas aankhein ..
Lakve mein jadi aankhein..
Main cheekhna chaahti huun..

Par aawaaz ke pratibimb adol khade hain..
Kaisa ghanghor sannatta hai chaaro taraf..
Meri rukhsati ke liye bade siyaano ko bulaaya gaya hai ..
Wo khade hain ek haath mein lota aur ek muthi mein mitti le kar..
Main samandar ke neeche tapti ret par khadi huun..

Pair jal rahe hain..
Saans ko saans nahi..
Andhero ke bereham shaagird mere haath marodte hue..
Aur phir ekdum jaise sab shaant..
Aankhein band hain..
Magar palkon par roshni ka aabhaas..
Door se ting ting karta ek maasoom khilona.

Kuch hansti huin kilkaariyaan bhi hain..
Ek nanha sa sparsh mere gaalon par..
Ek chhoti si choodi ki khanak kaanon mein..
Ek mishri si mulaayam 'mam mam mm..'
Aur uski muskuraahat jo mujhe..
Aankhein band mein bhi dikhti hain..
Main haath khol kar us nanhe farishte ko paas bulaati huun..
Aur bas usi ek pal mujhe darr lagta hai..

.. Haan lagta hai mujhe darr..
Kahin main aankhein khol duun ..
Aur ye sab bas ek khwaab ho..

February 15, 2014

Woh Shakhs..



Muskuraane ki aadat se waaqif hain aaine bhi..
Dard mein bhi dikhta hai khilaa khilaa sa woh shakhs..

Chehre ki rangat kahaan raaz chhupaati hai..
Mitti ke roop rang mila mila sa woh shakhs..

Behroopiye jaisi lakeerein aur zindagi dhokebaaz..
Khud apni bewafaayi ka sila sila sa wo shakhs..

Kis ko kahe, roye, kis se shikwa kare..
Khud apni aankhon se behta gilaa* gilaa sa woh shakhs..

Duniya bhar ki rivaayatein, rehmatein apne sar..
Aur naa-kaamyaabi se chhilaa chhilaa sa wo shakhs..

Gairon ke reham par kiraaye ka ek makaan..
Puraani diwaaron sa hilaa hilaa sa woh shakhs..

February 9, 2014

Silwat



Pichhle saal, farvari hi mein..
Ek thande neele din..
Tum aaye they..
Baithe they kuch der..
Bistar ke kone par..

Mausam ki..
Kuch idhar udhar ki..
Baat karte rahe tumhaare lafz ..
Chup raheen magar..
Tumhaari aankhein..

Saamne padaa ek puraana guitar..
Dekhta raha tumhaari ungliyon ko..
Aur un ungliyon pe jo jami thi..
Barf maazi ki..

Mez pe rakhe guldaan ke..
kuch sookhe phool..
Tumhaare labon ki nami ko tukur tukur dekhte rahe..
Aur jalte rahe..

Tum kuch kehna chaahte shaayad..
Lab bhi raazi they magar..
Gale mein ek baat..
Namak ki dali jaisi fasi rahi..
Na nigli jaaye, na ugle bane..

Meri hi tarah..

Ek lambi bimaari thi is kamre ko..
Jo na bhi kahaa jaata..
Samajh leti theen diwaarein..
Khidkiyan bhi sunti magar..
munh phere padi rehti..

Pichhli farvari hi thi ya kuch zamaane beete?..
Kalendar dhuundhti main..
Aur mujhe dhuundhta kalendar..

Aaj guitar chup khadaa hai..
Guldaan bhi khaali padaa hai..
Magar..
Bistar ke us kone par ek silwat ab bhi baaki hai..
Thandi geeli neeli si wo silwat ..

Ab bhi baaki hai..

February 8, 2014

Ek namak sa khwaab..


मुझसे लड़ने झगड़ने आती हैं बारिशें..
ज़रा सी बात पर बरसने आती हैं बारिशें..

सावन के झूले क्यूँ सूखे पड़े हैं..
मुझ पर जम कर बिगड़ने आती हैं बारिशें..

आँगन में बादल है तो सींचा क्यूँ नही..
इस बात पर गरजने आती हैं बारिशें..

जब देखती हैं, मैं सर झुकाए खड़ी हूँ..
दिल बन के धड़कने आती हैं बारिशें..

भीगी पलकों पर जमा है एक नमक सा ख्वाब..
खामोशी को समझने आती हैं बारिशें..

दोनो सहेलियों में मानो आज ज़िद्द है कोई..
गालों पे घम सा सँवारने आती है बारिशें..

Mujhse ladne jhagadne aati hain baarishen..
Zara si baat par barasne aati hain baarishein..

Saawan ke jhoole kyun sookhe pade hain..
Mujh par jam kar bigadne aati hain baarishein..

Aangan mein baadal hai to seencha kyun nahi..
Is baat par garajne aati hain baarishein..

Jab dekhti hain, main sar jhukaaye khadi huun..
Dil bann ke dhadakne aati hain baarishein..

Bheegi palkon par jamaa hai ek namak sa khwaab..
Khamoshi ko samajhne aati hain baarishein..

Dono saheliyon mein maano aaj zidd hai koi..
Gaalon pe gham sa sanwarne aati hai baarishein..

Roz kuchh na kuchh hota hai..


Roz kuchh na kuchh hota hai..
Kuchh naa bhi ho to bhi kuchh hota hai..

Jhooth kehte hain sab duniyaawaale..
Ishq hota hai, sachmuch hota hai..

Tu dekh tere saamne budbudaate rehne waala..
Tere jaane ke baad kaise chup hota hai..

Bekaar na dijiye is dil ko dilaasa..
Kaun kahaan kisi ka sab kuchh hota hai..

Mohabbat ka vaasta de kar unhe roka toh hai magar..
Mere kehne se kahaan kabhi kuchh hota hai..

Haunsla Rakho


Jo kuch bhi qismat mein nahi likhaa hai..
Wo aankhon se bhi beh jaayega, haunsla rakho..

Har zidd uski palkon pe sanwaar rakhna..
Usko kabhi to taras aayega, haunsla rakho..

Sitaare na sahi khaali aasmaan hi sahi..
Chaand kabhi na kabhi to aayega, haunsla rakho..

Har zulm-o-sitam par karna na aah koi..
Wo tumhaare sabr se ghabraayega, haunsla rakho..

Apne mausam khud mein samete rakhna..
Waqt tumse aankhein churaayega, haunsla rakho..

Koi musaafir saath chalna chaahe to chalne do..
Dil khud raasta ban jaayega, haunsla rakho..