“𝐊𝐇𝐎𝐘𝐀 𝐇𝐔𝐀 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐏𝐀𝐍”

𝐈𝐬 𝐤𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐚 𝐤𝐞 𝐝𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐚, 𝐤𝐚𝐯𝐢 𝐚𝐩𝐧𝐢 𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐡 𝐤𝐨 𝐯𝐲𝐚𝐤𝐭 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐲 𝐡𝐮𝐲𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐡 𝐤𝐞𝐡𝐧𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐡𝐭𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐤𝐢, 𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐠𝐢 𝐤𝐢 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐤𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐤 𝐠𝐞𝐡𝐫𝐢 𝐮𝐝𝐚𝐚𝐬𝐢 𝐜𝐡𝐡𝐮𝐩𝐢 𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐢. 𝐁𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐩𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐢 𝐤𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐲𝐚𝐧, 𝐣𝐨 𝐤𝐚𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐡𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐢 𝐭𝐡𝐢, 𝐚𝐛 𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐟 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐲𝐚𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐭 𝐠𝐚𝐲𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐧. 𝐀𝐚𝐣 𝐤𝐢 𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐠𝐢 𝐞𝐤 𝐛𝐨𝐣𝐡 𝐛𝐚𝐧 𝐠𝐚𝐲𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐢, 𝐣𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐮𝐦 𝐚𝐩𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐥𝐢 𝐣𝐚𝐳𝐛𝐚𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐤𝐨 𝐤𝐡𝐨 𝐤𝐚𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐬 𝐞𝐤 𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐤 𝐣𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝐤𝐢 𝐤𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐧. 𝐇𝐚𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐮𝐦 𝐚𝐩𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐡𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐤𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐡𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐥𝐞𝐤𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐫 𝐤𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐚, 𝐣𝐨 𝐤𝐚𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐤𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐚, 𝐚𝐛 𝐚𝐩𝐧𝐞 𝐝𝐮𝐤𝐡𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐤𝐡𝐨 𝐠𝐚𝐲𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢.

Duniya ke samne ek samajhdar chehra hain,

Par andar ek tanha bacha behaal hain.

Jo muskurahat chehre pe sajti hain,

Woh sirf dukhon ka jaal ka ek parda hain.

Mehfilon mein hasta hoon, shor mein jeeta hoon,

Par andar kahin sukoon ki talaash mein rehta hoon.

Kya yeh haqeeqat hai ya bas hai ek ‘delusion’,

Zindagi ke is ‘maze’ mein kho gaya hai ‘illusion’.

Bachpan ki wo yaadein, mitti ki wo khushbu,

Ab sirf khwabon mein basne lagi hain.

Jahan chhoti-chhoti cheezein mehfooz thi,

Ab toh zindagi bhi be-haal si lagne lagi hain.

Ab woh yaadein bhi dhundhli si lagti hain,

Wo galiyan, wo doston ki kami bhi khalti hain.

Jahan kabhi mitti bhi sona hua karti thi,

Ab wahan zindagi bhi ek bojh si lagti hain.

Wo galiyaan, wo nange paaon daudna,

Bina wajah hansna, bina soche ro padna.

Ab har hasi ke peeche ek masla chhupa hain,

Aur aansuon ka bhi koi hisab nahi rakha hain.

Safar hai lamba, aur manzil na jaane kahan,

Dil bechain hai, par kisi ko dikhta na.

Samajhne wale bhi aksar anjaan ho jaate,

Aur bechaini ka dukh kabhi mit-ta na.

Duniya ke bazaar mein sab kuch hai bikta,

Bas sacha sukoon kahin milta na.

Raaton ko bhi neend ab aati na,

Khud se milne ka waqt ab kabhi milta na.

Har din main naya mukhota pehenta hoon,

Har raat chand se bhi baatein karta hoon.

Duniya jo dekhe, woh ek kahani hain,

Par meri sachai toh sabse chhupi ek nishani hain.

Ek umeed thi, jo kahin kho gayi,

Har khushi bhi ab kahin kho gayi.

Zindagi ka yeh kaisa tamasha hain,

Har koi jee raha hai, par andar se mar gaya hain.

Aaina bhi ab sawalon se bhara hain,

Meri parchai bhi mujhse ab khafa hain.

Har raasta bhi ab andheron se ghira hain,

Zindagi ki raah bhi ab khud se judaa hain.

Jo dukh mere andar ek sheher basaaye,

Woh aaj bhi har raat mujhe hai rulaye.

Maine ek khali kona dhoonda sabse chuppaye,

Jahan mera saaya bhi mujhe dekh na paaye.

Bas itna hi kehna tha iss zindagi se,

Jo tujhse maanga tha, woh le na sake.

Agar waqt wapas le jaaye mujhe kahin,

Toh uss bachpan ke aangan mein phirse jee jaayein.

Par yeh mumkin nahi, yeh sirf ek khwab hain,

Jo sirf yaadon mein zinda rehta hain.

Toh chalo muskura ke jeene ka natak karein,

Jab tak andar ka bacha kahin so na jaaye...

“𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐤𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐳𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐫𝐢, 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐤𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐮𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐧,

𝐙𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐠𝐢 𝐤𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐝, 𝐛𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐫 𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐢 𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐧.”

- ʙʏ ʜᴀʀᴅɪᴋ ᴊᴀɪɴ. ©

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