“𝐖𝐀𝐐𝐓 𝐊𝐈 𝐔𝐃𝐀𝐀𝐒𝐈”

“𝐖𝐀𝐐𝐓 𝐊𝐈 𝐔𝐃𝐀𝐀𝐒𝐈”

 

“Chhote Haath, Badi Khwahishen, Aur Waqt Ki Tanhai.”

 

Is kavita ke dwara, kavi apni soch ko vyakt kartey huye yeh kehna chahta hai ki, zindagi mein jab hum bade ho jaate hain, toh apne bachpan ki khushiyan aur masoomiyat ka pata bhi nahi chalta. Bachpan ki galiyon mein, jahan har pal ek nayi khushi thi, aur hum khud ko khojne ki zarurat nahi samajhte the, wahi ab sirf yaadon ka ek gehra dard ban gaya hai. Waqt ke saath humne apne sapne, apni muskurahat, aur apne khwabon ko chhupaya hai, aur wo sab kuch jo kabhi humare dil mein saaf aur nirmaan tha, ab sirf udaasi aur tanhaayi ke saaye mein chhup gaya hai. Is kavita mein, kavi yeh dikhana chahta hai ki bachpan ke be-fikri aur khushiyon ki duniya ko humne apne badalte waqt mein kho diya, aur ab har cheez mein ek bechaini aur dard ka ehsaas rehta hai.

 

 

Woh raatein, woh khushbu, ek geeli si kahaani thi,

Kahin kho gayi, jo kabhi zindagi ki ek nishaani thi.

Na rona kisi wajah se, na hansna kisi bahane se tha,

Bas be-izaar lamhon ka ek silsila purana-sa tha.

 

Bachpan ki galiyon mein tha ek masoom sa jahan,

Jahan har khel mein chhupa hota tha khushi ka aasmaan.

Na kal ki fikr, na ghamon ka tha koi ehsaas,

Ab har muskurahat ke peeche chhupa hai ek gehra raaz.

 

Na waqt tha sochne ka, na hausla samajhne ka,

Na hunar tha kisi ko parakhne ka, na dil mein ehsaas tha,

Zindagi bas chali ja rahi thi, be-maqsad si raahon mein,

Bas chal diye the raaston pe, jahan manzil ka pata bhi na tha,

 

Jin raato mein kabhi taaron se baatein ki thi,

Aaj wahi raat, tanhaayi ka saaz bajane lagi hain.

Wo raatein chali gayi, jo neend mein geet gaati thi,

Ab toh khwabon ke sheher mein bhi udaasi chhayi si rehti hain.

 

Kab bade ho gaye, khud ko bhi samajh na paaye,

Bachpan ka har pal, ab sirf yaadon ke saaye ban jaaye.

Kabhi khilkhilate raaste the, ab khaamoshi ka raaj hai,

Pehle khud se milta tha dil, ab khud se hi naraz hai.

 

Waqt ne jise chhooa, woh haathon se fisalta gaya,

Har apna, har khwab... khud se hi door chalta gaya.

Mehfil thi kabhi, ab tanhaayi ka jahan hai,

Woh neend bhi bewafa ho gayi, jo kabhi mehrban thi.

 

Woh khwab jo kabhi aankhon mein palte the,

Ab tut kar zameen pe khamoshi se bikhre milte hain.

Ehsaas bhi ab sirf ek bejaan si parchhai hai,

Khushi ka toh bas ek guzra hua aahang reh gaya hain.

 

Aankhon ke sheeshe mein sirf udaasi ka aks reh gaya hai,

Khaali palkon pe sirf tanha dard hi jhalak raha hai.

Jin khwabon ko kabhi hum sajaya karte the pyaar se,

Aaj unka janaza bhi chup-chaap uthta hai khamosi ke izhaar se.

 

Zehar hai ya waqt ka nasha, samajh nahi aata hai,

Dil muskaraata hai, magar rooh andar se kaap jaata hai.

Har khushi ke peechhe, ghamon ka safar chhup jaata hai,

Par har zakhm ke baad, ek naya junoon jag jaata hai.

 

Har pal be-rang, har yaad be-sadaa,

Jise chaha, wahi dil se kabhi door ho gaya.

Waqt sirf umar hi nahi, aur bhi kuch cheen leta hain,

Chhup jaati hain roshniyan, sirf saaye hi sath reh jaate hain.

 

Phir bhi, kuch palon mein woh bachpan pukarta hai,

Galiyon ke kone mein ek chhota sa khwab jagata hai.

Dil chahta hai, ek baar phir kho jaayein us samaa(n) mein,

Jahan na gham tha, na darr... sirf khushi thi har daaman mein.

 

Toh chalo, aaj raat un sapno ka janaza uthayein,

Na royein, na hansen, bas khamoshi se gungunaye.

Ke jeevan hai bas ek guzarta hua manzar,

Aur hum sab uss khwaab ka ek be-aawaaz safar.

 

Zindagi ek kitab ban gayi hai,

Jismein sirf afsos ke panne hai.

Woh bachpan ka jamana behtar tha,

Jahan dil saaf, aur iraade sunehre the.

 

“Zindagi ki kitaab mein kuch panne aise bhi hote hain,

Jo muskurakar nahi, sirf aansuon se padhe jaate hain…”

 

- By HARDIK JAIN. ©

Indore (MP)