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“𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐓 𝐊𝐀 𝐒𝐀𝐅𝐀𝐑”

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Is kavita ke dwara, kavi apni soch ko vyakt kartey huye yeh kehna chahta hai ki zindagi ki dukh aur thakan kabhi-kabhi itni gehri hoti hai ki khushiyan door ho jaati hain. Har ek pal mein muskurahat ka naatak karte hue, hum apne gham ko chhupane ki koshish karte hain, par asal mein hum thak chuke hain. Yeh kavita is thakan aur majboori ka ek pratinidhitva hai, jismein khud ko khush rakhne ki koshish karte karte hum khud se hi door ho jaate hain.   Ab har khushi ko door hi rehne dete hain, Muskura ke main bahut thak gaya hoon. Ab apno ko majboor hi rehne dete hain, Unka toota bharosa dekh ke main thak gaya hoon.   Ab raaste ko raasta hi rehne dete hain, Manzil tak chal ke main thak gaya hoon. Ab har sapne ko sapna hi rehne dete hain, Unhe haqeeqat banane mein thak gaya hoon.   Ab us chandni raat ko raat hi rehne dete hain, Taaron se dosti karke main thak gaya hoon. Ab un yaadon ko yaadein hi rehne dete hain, Unhe baar-baar yaad kar ke main thak gaya hoon.   Ab aansuon
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“𝐙𝐀𝐊𝐇𝐌 𝐊𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐀𝐃𝐒𝐀”

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Is kavita ke dwara, kavi apni soch ko vyakt kartey huye yeh kehna chahta hai ki zindagi sirf khushiyon ka khel nahi, balki dard aur takleefon se bhari ek yatra hai. Har haadsa humein kuch sikhata hai, aur zakhm ke saath saath umeed bhi lekar aata hai. Isliye, hum sabko samajhna chahiye ki asal seekh tab milti hai jab hum dard ko mehsoos karte hain aur usse jeene ka naya andaaz dhoondte hain.   Jab zindagi ne sikhaya, sabak ek ajeeb tha, Hansi-o-khushi ke beech chhupa, dard kareeb tha. Kaun kambakht seekhta hai, bas meethi baatein sun kar, Zakhm ki awaaz mein chhupa, bas jeene ka naseeb tha.   Girti deewaron ka rona, kisne ab talak suna, Tutte dilon ka dard bhi, kisne shiddat se chuna. Sabko ek haadsa zaroori tha, samajh kar yeh ehsaas, Jinki badli na zindagi, unko kaise aaye raas?   Waqt ki yaadein udaas thi, par ruk gaya wahi, Kismat ke is khel mein, gham hain kaafi purane. Har khushi ke peeche chhupi, ek bichhadi kahani, Zindagi ke rangmanch pe, dard ki hai
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Location: Indore, Madhya Pradesh, India
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“𝐆𝐇𝐀𝐌 𝐊𝐄 𝐏𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐀𝐍”

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  Is kavita ke dwara, kavi apni soch ko vyakt kartey huye yeh kehna chahta hai ki kabhi-kabhi zindagi ke dard aur tanhai se guzarne par hum khud ko kho dete hain. Yeh kavita un jazbaaton ka darshan hai, jab hum apne sapno aur khushiyon se door ho jaate hain, aur bas apni khamoshi aur udaasi ke saath reh jaate hain. Har ek pal mein apne khud ke saath baatein karte hue, hum yeh samajhte hain ki asli khushi aur apna sach aakhir kya hai.   Lehja badal gaya hai mera, Ab har alfaaz mein dard hi hai basa. Zubaan jo kabhi hansti thi, Ab sirf tanhaiyon ka paigaam suna rahi hai sada.   Chidchida sa lagta hai sab kuch, Zindagi ab bas ek thakaan si hai. Dil kabhi masroof tha apne sapnon mein, Ab har dhadkan mein ek kasak si hai.   Pehle ke din kuch aur the, Roshni thi, chehre pe muskaan thi. Ab andheron mein gum ho gaya hoon, Aankhon mein aansu, aur dil mein sannata hai.   Thode din kharab chal rahe hain, Ya shayad main hi khud se door ho gaya hoon. Har raat ek sa
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Location: Indore, Madhya Pradesh, India
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“𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐁𝐀𝐀𝐃𝐈 𝐊𝐄 𝐑𝐀𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄”

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Is kavita ke dwara, kavi apni soch ko vyakt kartey huye yeh kehna chahta hai ki, zindagi ke dard aur tanhaayi ko samajhna kitna mushkil hai. Muskurahat ke parde ke peeche chhupi asli bhavnaayein aur jazbaat ko koi nahi dekh pata, aur isi wajah se insaan khud ko akela mehsoos karta hai. Yeh kavita un jazbaaton ki gehraayi ko darshati hai jo aaj kal hum sab mehsoos karte hain, lekin kisi se keh nahi paate.   Kaun kehta hai ki hum tabaah nahi hain, Har pal yeh zindagi ek sawaal hain. Meri barbaadi ka bas koi gawaah nahi, Par dard toh yeh dil ke har kone mein hain.   Chhupi hai muskaan, jise duniya dekh rahi, Par aansuon ke liye ab koi jagah nahi rahi. Jo pal mein bikhri thi khushiyon ki roshni, Woh ab andheron mein chhupi kahani ban gayi.   Yeh zindagi ke rishtey, sab jhoothe saudaagar hain, Bech dete hain khushi, par lete sirf ghamon ka haar hain. Dil ke tukde hain, par koi jodta nahi, Har guzarta pal bas ek kahani hai dard ki.   Jis waqt ne cheena tha jeen
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Location: Indore, Madhya Pradesh, India
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“𝐒𝐀𝐏𝐍𝐎 𝐊𝐀 𝐀𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐀”

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Is kavita ke dwara, kavi apni soch ko vyakt kartey huye yeh kehna chahta hai ki zindagi ke sapne aksar adhoore reh jaate hain, aur unka bikharna insaan ko akela aur udaas kar deta hai. Ye khud ki tanhai aur dard ka ehsaas hai, jab hum apne sapnon ko kho dete hain aur sirf unki yaadon mein jeete hain. Yeh kavita un dard bhare lamhon ko darshati hai, jab hum khud se hi baatein karte hain aur khud ko samajhne ki koshish karte hain.   Sapne boond boond bikhar gaye, Khaab mere sabhi udhar gaye. Maangi thi ek chhat apni si, Par hawa ke saath hi bikhar gaye.   Socha tha, chhod ke sab ko chalenge, Wahan jahaan khamoshi mein palenge. Par is naye sheher ne bhi dhokha de diya, Mere sapnon ko phir se tanha chhod diya.   Tanha khada tha zindagi ke is mod pe, Har pal guzaar raha is dard ke sath main. Har taraf thi roshni, par mere andar sannata tha, Aur apni qismat ko kaus raha har roz mein.   In aandhiyaan ko sambhale kaise? Har dard ke aansoo chuppaye kaise? Sanna
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Location: Indore, Madhya Pradesh, India
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“𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐊𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐊𝐀 𝐃𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐆”

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  Is kavita ke dwara, kavi apni soch ko vyakt kartey huye yeh kehna chahta hai ki zindagi mein hum aksar apne dukh ko chhupate hain aur muskurahat se dikhate hain ki sab kuch theek hai. Yeh kavita un lamhon ko darshati hai jab hum khud se baatein karte hain, par apne asli jazbat ko sabse door rakhte hain. Is tarah se, kavi khud ki talash aur apne dard ko samajhne ki koshish karte hain, jo unki asli pehchaan hai.     Phir se muskuraya, dil ka dard chhupa kar, Aankhein bhari thi, par khud ko sambhala. Dil ke kone mein hai ek gham ka samundar, Khud se baatein karta, par khud ko bhool kar.   Phir se chup raha, jab kehna tha bahut kuch, Har lafz bechain, par dil mein tha ek khauf. Kyun chhupata hoon, khud se in khayalon mein, Kyun nahi chala jaata, khud ko khojne ki raahon mein?   Dil ki gehraiyon mein, chhupi hai ek kahani, Ek muskurahat ke parde ke peechhe, hai tanhaai purani. Zindagi ke us rang mein chuppi hai udasi, Jab khud se bhi baat karne ko, lab nahi
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Location: Indore, Madhya Pradesh, India
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“𝐙𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐆𝐈 𝐏𝐀𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐇𝐈 𝐊𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐀𝐁”

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Is kavita ke dwara, kavi apni soch ko vyakt kartey huye yeh kehna chahta hai ki zindagi ek aisi kitaab hai, jismein har pal, khushi aur dard ka likha hona zaroori hai. Yeh kavita khud ko samajhne aur apne anubhavon ko saaf tarike se bayaan karne ki koshish hai, jisse hum apne raaz aur dukh ko samajh sakein aur khud ko phir se paane ki talash mein nikal sakein.   Zindagi par ek kitaab likhunga, Usme khud ke sabhi raaz likhunga. Mausam ki khushbu se bhare har pal likhunga, Khud se hi ki hui sarri baatein likhunga.   Har ek khushi jo mili, wo likhunga, Sath baith kar khud se ye baat likhunga. Mitti ki khushboo se bhari woh yaad likhunga, Pal pal mein chhupi dhundhli woh baat likhunga.   Chandni raaton mein khushiyon ki baatein hui, woh likhuga, Usi raat, khud se ki banayi dastaan likhunga. Waqt ke sath jo sab kuch badal gaya, woh likhuga, Har muskurahat ke peeche chhupi woh baat likhunga.   Dard ki wo chhalakti nadiyaan likhunga, Kahin raaton mein ake
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“𝐊𝐇𝐔𝐃 𝐊𝐈 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐇”

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  𝐈𝐬 𝐤𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐚 𝐤𝐞 𝐝𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐚, 𝐤𝐚𝐯𝐢 𝐚𝐩𝐧𝐢 𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐡 𝐤𝐨 𝐯𝐲𝐚𝐤𝐭 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐲 𝐡𝐮𝐲𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐡 𝐤𝐞𝐡𝐧𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐡𝐭𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐤𝐢 𝐤𝐡𝐮𝐝 𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐧𝐞 𝐤𝐢 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐞𝐤 𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐚 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐢, 𝐣𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐮𝐦 𝐚𝐩𝐧𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐚𝐮𝐫 𝐤𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐤𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐣𝐡𝐧𝐞 𝐤𝐢 𝐤𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐧. 𝐘𝐞𝐡 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐚𝐫 𝐤𝐚𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐚𝐬𝐚𝐧 𝐧𝐚𝐡𝐢 𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐚, 𝐩𝐚𝐫 𝐢𝐬𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐫 𝐤𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐦 𝐩𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐤𝐡𝐮𝐝 𝐤𝐨 𝐩𝐞𝐡𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞 𝐤𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐮𝐤𝐚 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢. 𝐇𝐚𝐫 𝐳𝐚𝐤𝐡𝐦 𝐚𝐮𝐫 𝐤𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢, 𝐞𝐤 𝐤𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐛𝐚𝐧 𝐣𝐚𝐭𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐣𝐨 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐥𝐢 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐩 𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐧𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐝 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐢.   Chala tha khud se milne ek din, Jahan khud ko khojne ki thi ek kahani, Likhta gaya har khaya, jo mehsoos kiya, Jahan zindagi ke raaste har zakhm ki hui sunwayi.   Suraj ki pehli kiran se shuru hua tha safar, Baag ki khushboo jitni, utna hi andar tha gham. Barsaat ki boondein m
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“𝐀𝐀𝐊𝐇𝐑𝐈 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐀𝐌”

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𝐈𝐬 𝐤𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐚 𝐤𝐞 𝐝𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐚, 𝐤𝐚𝐯𝐢 𝐚𝐩𝐧𝐢 𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐡 𝐤𝐨 𝐯𝐲𝐚𝐤𝐭 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐲 𝐡𝐮𝐲𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐡 𝐤𝐞𝐡𝐧𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐡𝐭𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐤𝐢 𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐠𝐢 𝐤𝐢 𝐤𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐚𝐮𝐫 𝐮𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐢 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐞𝐤 𝐠𝐞𝐡𝐫𝐚 𝐚𝐬𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢. 𝐇𝐚𝐫 𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐡𝐚, 𝐡𝐚𝐫 𝐲𝐚𝐚𝐝, 𝐚𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐯𝐞𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐡𝐮𝐩𝐢 𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐢, 𝐣𝐨 𝐤𝐚𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐧𝐚 𝐛𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐢 𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐢. 𝐘𝐞𝐡 𝐤𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐚 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐚𝐚𝐝 𝐝𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐤𝐢 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐢 𝐲𝐚𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐛𝐡𝐚𝐯 𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐫𝐚𝐡𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐦 𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐣𝐚𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐢𝐧.   Udasi ka paighaam lekar, ek shaam zaroor ayegi, Zindagi ke mod pe khamoshi ki gehraayi chaayegi. Dil ke andheron mein kuch kahaniyaan chhup jaayengi, Meri yaadon ke dariya mein, bechaare lamhe doob jaayenge.   Waqt ke haathon se phislenge kuch pal yaadon ke, Hawaon mein bikhar jaayenge me
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“𝐓𝐀𝐐𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐑 𝐊𝐈 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐅 𝐊𝐀 𝐒𝐀𝐅𝐀𝐑”

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𝐈𝐬 𝐤𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐚 𝐤𝐞 𝐝𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐚, 𝐤𝐚𝐯𝐢 𝐚𝐩𝐧𝐢 𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐡 𝐤𝐨 𝐯𝐲𝐚𝐤𝐭 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐲 𝐡𝐮𝐲𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐡 𝐤𝐞𝐡𝐧𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐡𝐭𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐤𝐢, 𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐠𝐢 𝐤𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐚𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐧 𝐤𝐚 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐤𝐬𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐚 𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢, 𝐥𝐞𝐤𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐮 𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐞𝐤 𝐧𝐚𝐲𝐢 𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐣𝐮𝐝𝐢 𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐢. 𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐤𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞 𝐤𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐡𝐮𝐩𝐢 𝐤𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐲𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐚𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐚𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐩𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐚 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞 𝐤𝐢 𝐭𝐚𝐚𝐪𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐧. 𝐇𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐮𝐤𝐡 𝐚𝐮𝐫 𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐦 𝐡𝐢 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐢 𝐚𝐬𝐥𝐢 𝐩𝐞𝐡𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐣𝐨 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐠𝐢 𝐤𝐞 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐚𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐝𝐡𝐧𝐞 𝐤𝐢 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐧.   Takleef se thak kar, aakhon se aansu behte hain, Kehne wala kya jaane, ham kitna sehte hain. Dil ke dard ko lafzon mein kaise bayan karein, Jahan har muskaan ke peeche gham ke qisse rehte ha
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