Ye Kis-Se Janu Main .. ??

Gairon K Cheheron Mein,
Apno Ko Talashoon Main,
Yeh Kaisa Aalam Hai,
Ye Kis-Se Janu Main .. ??

Hai Kya Meri Pareshaani,
Hai Kya Meri Betaabi,
Kyun Tanha Tanha Hun Main,
Kya Hai Meri Majboori .. ??

Mujhko Koi Ye Bata De,
Apno Se, Mujhe Mila De,
Jane Kyun Phirta Hun Main,
Jane Kise Dhoondhta Hun Main .. ??

Yun Bheed Mein Har Chehera,
Kabhi Jana Jana Lagta Hai,
Jab Uske Peeche Main Jaata,
Koi Anjaana Hota Hai. ..!!

Gairon K Cheheron Mein,
Apno Ko Talashoon Main,
Ye Kaisa Aalam Hai,
Ye Kis-Se Jaanoo Main .. ??

DOST ..... !!

Bhool Jaane Ko Tum, Koi Haadsa Nahi Ho,

Sunane Ko Tum Koi, Wakaya Nahi Ho ... !!

Tum Dost Ho Mere, Hum-Dum Ho Mere, 

Humraahi aur Hum-safar Ho Mere ... !!

Poojne Ko Tum, Koi Khuda Nahi Ho,

Par Dost Ho, So Us-Se, Juda Bhi Nahi Ho ... !!

Kuch To Khaas Hai .. !!

Kuch To Khaas Hai …

Kuch Tujh Mein To Baat Hai ..

Naa Dur Tujh Se Rah Paa Raha,

Naa Tujh Se Main Kah Paa Raha,

Kahin Kho Naa Dun Iss Darr Se,

Bas Khud Ko Bahla Raha .. !!

Khamosh Rakhe Hun Lafzon Ko,

Aur Mann Ki Har Armaano Ko,

Bas Tujhe Khone Ke Darr Se,

Darta Hun, Apnanane Se .. !!

Har Din Khud Ko Samjhata Hun,

Har Shaam Khud Ko Sambhalta Hun,

Phir Aati Hai Jo Raat To Aksar,

Khud Se Haar Jaata Hun .. !!

Teri Tasweer Rakh Saamne,

Aksar Main Ye Sochta Hun,

Kaise Kah Dun, Ya Waise Kah Dun,

Kya Sochegi Wo Mere Baare Mein,

Kahin Rooth Naa Jaaye, Kahin Chod Naa Jaaye,

Kahin Door Mujhse Chali Naa Jaaye …… !!

Isi Kashmakash Mein, Main Jaagta Rah Jaata Hun,

Phir Subah Hoti Hai, Ek Naya Din,

Ek Naya Daur, Ek Nayi Pahal,

Khud Ko Samjhane Ki, Khud Ko Manane Ki … !!

Bas, Yun Hi aajkal, Jindagi Gujar Rahi Hai,

Sayad Yeh Jaankar, Ab Tum Ye Naa Poochoge,

“HRU?”, Kyunki, Maine Apni Dainik Uhapoh Ka,

Varnan Kar Diya Yahan … !!

Ek Choti Si Baat Hai,

Agar, Tumje Bhi Lagta Hai,

Ki Kuch Hai Humare Darmayan,

To Phir Jaroor, Mujhe Batana … !!

Warna …. Kuch Din Ke Liye, Mujhse Door Chai Jaana,

Sayad, Teri Doori Ko Main Sah Loonga,

Par Saath Hona, Aur Door Bhi,

Ye Dohra Rishta, Mujhe Khaye Jaa Raha Hai .. !!

Lekin, Hai Ye Yakeen Mujhko,

Ki Uski Jaroorat Nahi Aayegi,

Kyunki, Mujhe Iss Baat Ka Hai Bharosa,

Ki Humare Darmayaan, Kuch To Baat Hai,

Ki Humare Darmayaan, Kuch To Khaas Hai … !!

Mere Dada-Ji ... !!

Ek Ghane Vrikcha Ki Tarah,

Di Hum-Logon Ko Chaaya,

Khud Dhoop Ki Maar Sahi,

Par Hume Raahat Pahuchaya.

Professor Se Ban Grihasth,

Bikharta Parivaar Sambhala,

Kai Pareshaniyaan Aayi,

Par Sabko Hanskar Taala.

Gharwalon Ko Di Siksha,

Sachchai, Imaan-Daari Ki,

Neki Ke Path Par Chalne Ki,

Aur Khud-Daari Ki.

Mrityu Se Pahle Tha Ehsaas,

Unko Apne Jaane Ka,

Pote Se Liya Yah Vaada,

“Har Dayitva Nibhaane Ka”.

Ek Mahine Pahle Kaha Tha,

Mujhse Dadaji Ne,

Ab Waqt Ho Chala,

“Jaldi Se Apne Pairon Pe Khade Ho”,

Main Paagal, Naa Samjha Unki Baat,

Kaha, “Abhi Do Saal Aur Do”.

Kiya Jo Waada Tha Dada Se,

Ab Bas Usse Nibhaana Hai,

Jo Bhi Dayitva Hain Mere,

Unhe Poora Kate Jaana Hai … !!

Bas Is Intezaar Mein, Ki Tum Aaoge ...

Jis Mod Pe, Tum Chod Gaye The,

Har Din Us Raste Ko Dekhti Hun,

Bas Is Intezaar Mein, Ki Tum Aaoge,

Bas Is Intezaar Mein, Ki Tum Aaoge.

Waqt To Beeta, Par Zindagaani Ruki Hai,

Us Raste Pe Ab Bhi Meri, Nazarein Tiki Hain,

Dil Ne Koi Doosra, Manzil Naa Chuna Phir,

Bas Is Intezaar Mein, Ki Tum Aaoge.

Ye To Hui, Kuch Meri Baatein,

Par Meri Zindgaani, Adhoori Hai Tum Bin,

To Ab Kuch Apni, Baatein Bhi Bata Do,

Kaise Ho, Kahan Ho, Kuch To Bata Do.

Kya Ab Bhi, Der Se Ghar Aate Ho,

Kya Ab Bhi, Bure Sapno Se Darr Jate Ho,

Kya Ab Bhi, Sardiyaan Hain Pareshaan Karti,

Bata Do, Bata Do, Kuch To Bata Do.

Koi Khabar Naa Teri, Koi Naa Pata Hai,

Par Phir Bhi Mera Mann, Tumhi Par Ruka Hai,

Gar Baat Meri Pahuche, To Mujhko Batana,

Aur Ho Sake To Wapas, Tum Laut Aana.

Jab Tak Tum Khud Se, Kuch Naa Kahoge,

Karti Rahungi, Yun Hi Intezaar,

Bas Ye Sochkar, Ki Tum Aaoge,

Bas Ye Sochkar, Ki Tum Aaoge.

Pachua Pawanein (Western Winds)

In summer days, the productivity (work efficiency) of people in Northern India, gets decreased by a great extent and in my opinion the main reason behind this is the weather condition that prevails in this part of the country. During these days, in daytime strong western wind blows, which make it almost impossible for people to get out from their home. The difference might not be clearly visible to someone who is staying there day in and day out but anyone moving to this place from down south, can easily feel the difference. In Hindi, the western winds are called as, “Pachua Pawanein”.

               

In earlier days of my life, when I was at home, these hot air waves were normal for me. But, when I went to home this time (after spending almost 1 year in south), I found those conditions somewhat difficult ant that’s what prompted to writ this poem. One more thing I want to add here, no matter how difficult is the weather condition, it is my native place, so it is and will always be close to my heart and whenever I will find a chance, I will go there.

Veeraan Raaste, Sunsaan Galiyaan,

Aur Angaar Bani Ye Dharti.

Karte Bayaan Ek Daastaan Hain,

En Bayawah Pachua Pawano Ki.

Paani Ki Ek Boond Ko Taraste,

Ye Nanhe Pyaare Se Nabhchar,

Aur Thodi Thandi Chawon Ko Ladte,

Ye Chote Chote Se Thalchar,

Raahat Ka Koi Naam Nahi,

Kyunki, Jaan Le Rahi Hain Pachua Pawanein.

Yeh Sar-Sar Karti Tej Hawayein,

Aur Dhool Udaati Aandhi,

Badan Jalate Ye Aakash Se Baraste Angaare,

Kaise Koi Rahe, En Mushkil Haalat Mein,

Kai Baar Mann Poochta Hai Yahi Sawaal,

Jab Pareshaan Karti Hain Ye Pachua Pawanein.

Sookhe Hue Khet Khalihaan,

Aur Sookhi Hui Ye Nadiyaan Hain,

Ye Sookhe Hue Hain Ped Aur Paudhe,

Aur Sookhi Hui Ye Dharti Hai,

Mrig-Marichika Ka Har Pal Dokha,

Karwaati Hain Ye Pachua Pawanein.

Aa Gaya Hoon Door Ab,

Un Badan Jhulsaati Pachua Pawano Se,

Ab Badan To Nahi Julasta Par,

Dil Ko Kahin Naa Kahin Ab Bhi,

Jhulsa Deti Hain Pachua Pawanein,

Door Hun Unse Ab, Par Phir Bhi,

Yaad Aa Rahi Pachua Pawanein,

Yaad Aa Rahi Pachua Pawanein…!!

To Kuch Aur Baat Hoti.......!!

Yun to ab bhi jindagi se,

Koi sikwa nahi mujhe,

Par tum jo saath hoti,

To kuch aur baat hoti.

Din aur haseen hote,
Raatein rangeen hoti,
Khusiyon ka rahta aalam,
Aur mastiyaan hoti.


Wo sapne jo humne,
Dekhe kabhi the saath,
Wo sapne naa rahkar,
Hakiqat aaj hote,


Sun meri baatein,
Tum udas mat hona,
Main tab bhi khus tha,
Main ab bhi khus hun.


Kami ab bhi nahi hai,
Koi jindagi mein mere,
Koi sikayat nahi hai,
Aaj bhi mujhko tumse.


Bas kabhi-kabhi jab,
Ateet yaad hai aata,
To anayaas hi dil se,
Nikalati hai ye baat,
"Ki, tum paas hoti,
To kuch aur baat hoti".

Ek Ladki….

Ek Ladki,

Kaise mili mujhse, kya bataun ab…??

Sayad, kuch meri kismat thi, kuch uska naseeb,

Kuch uska pagalpan tha, kuch mera awarapan,

Khair, jo bhi ho, jaise bhi ho,

Mil gayi mujse, ek ladki….

Thodi baatein karti thi, thodi baatein sunti thi,

Kuch gahre raaz batati thi, to Kabhi mazak udati thi,

Kabhi dil khol ke hansti thi, to kabhi bas gumshum rahti thi,

Jo bhi thi, Jaisi bhi thi, Aakhir mere dil ko,

Bha hi gayi, Ek ladki….

Kuch hi din mein, wo meri sabse achchi dost ban gayi,

Par main paagal, iss dosti ko pyaar samajh baitha,

Maine “ijjhaar” kiya, usne “inkaar” kiya,

Par inkaar mein bhi itni shaleenta, baat dil ko choo gayi,

Kaha maine, “Pyaar nahi to dost sahi, Par tum mere saath rahna”,

Meri BEST FRIEND, ban hi gayi, ek ladki….

Thodi busy wo thi, aur us-se jayaada busy main tha,

Ek doosre ke liye, tha waqt kam rahne laga,

Kuch din aise bhi rahe, jab baatein apni nahi hui,

“Out of Sight, out of mind”, ye baat mujhe bata gayi,

Ye baat mujhe bata gayi, Ek ladki….

Apne mann ki baat ko, seedhe seedhe kah jana,

Sayad meri kamjori hai, ya meri schchai hai,

Khair, jo bhi ho, yahi baat banegi meri dushman,

Iss baat ka ehsaas, Aakhirkaar mujhko,

Kara hi gayi, ek ladki….

Thoda attitude usme tha, thoda attitude mujh mein tha,

Ek din dono ke attitude ko, to takrana hi tha,

Hua bhi kuch aisa hi, “Attitude clash” ke chakkar mein,

Hum dono uljhe rahe, kya-kya kah na kah daala usko,

“Ego ko rishton ke beech, kabhi mat aane dena”, ye baat,

Ye baat bata gayi, Ek ladki….

Jaa rahi hai door mujhse, mujhko chod kar,

Main kar raha intezaar uska, aakhein moondkar,

Aayegi wo wapas, iska yakeen hai mujhe,

Par kab, ye kah nahi sakta.

Khair, jo bhi ho, jindaagi ek doosre pahloo se,

Awagat kara gayi mujhko, ek ladki….

Hai Yaad Aata, Wo Maasoom Bachpan……!!

Was at a beach, saw these kids playing, asked them for a photo and this picture was clicked.

Hai yaad aata,

Wo maasoom bachpan,

Wo saare khilone,

Aur naa koi ‘tension’.

                             Naa jaane kahan gum,

                             Ho gayi wo masti,

                             Jo lagti thi apni,                   

                             Ab chooti wo basti.

Jeevan naa jaane kyun,

Pareshaaniyon mein uljha,

Naa raahein hain saaf,

Naa raasta suljha.

                             Phir bhi naa jaane kyun,

                             Chalta main rahta,

                             “Kya hai teri manzil”,

                             Har raasta kahta.

Hai yaad aata,

Wo maasoom bachpan,

Wo saare khilone,

Aur naa koi ‘tension’.

         

                             Naa koi banawat,

                             Naa koi dikhawat,

                             Dil ka saaf hona,

                             Naa koi milawat.

Naa chinta kisi ki,

Naa phikr kuchi kaa,

Naa sikwa kisi se,

Naa koi sikayat.

                             Ab karta hun koshish,

                             Jab maasoom ban-ne ki,

                             ‘Cartoon’ ban jata hun,

                             Sabki nigahon mein.

Jab karta hun koshish,

Kuch dil se kahne ki,

Koi chahe naa sun-na,

So, behtar, chup rahna.

                            

                             Gile sikwe bhi hain,

                             Par bayaan kar nahi sakta,

                             Saafgoi se dil ki,

                             Baatein kah nahi sakta.

Kya sochoge 'tum',

Soch ke ‘darr’ jata hun,

Aur apni baat, dil mein,

Dafan kar jaata hun.

                             Hun chahta phir se jeena,

                             Wo maasoom bachpan,

                             Wo dher saari masti,

                             Aur naa koi tension.

kuch ankhee baatein

बातें, जो मैं कह ना सका ......

कितनी प्यारी है वो , है वो कितनी हसीन ,
देखते ही उसे , इक नशा छा गया ।
उसकी याद़ों में तन्हा , बैठा था मैं ,
तन्हाई में भी , फिर मज़ा आ गया ।।

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तेरा वो मुस्कुराना , और मुस्कुराना और मुस्कुराना ,
और लबों की ख़ामोशी से , बिन कहे सब कुछ कह जाना ।
मेरा तेरे पास यूँ बिना कुछ सोचे खिचा चला आना ,
और तुझसे बातें करते वक़्त , कुछ का कुछ कह जाना ।।

क्या  ये सारी बातें , बस इत्तेफाक ही है,
या फिर है कुछ ऐसा हम-में , जिसे हमने अब तक ना जाना।।

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ये लब जो तुम्हारे जब हिलते हैं ,
तो लगता है , लहरें अटखेलियाँ कर रही हो,
जी करता है, तुम्हे एक-टक ,
बिना पलक झपकाये बस देखता जाऊं ।

तुम्हारी आवाज , जो सुनता हूँ ,
तो एक जादू सा छा जाता है मुझपर,
लगता है की आरसों तक ,
तुम यूँ ही कहती जाओ , और मैं चुप-चाप सुनता जाऊं ।।

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दूँ क्या उपहार, तेरे जन्मदिन पर,
गुज़ार दिये चार दिन, ये सोच-सोच कर ।
फिर भी, कुछ जवाब मिला नहीं ,
तोहफ़े में क्या दूँ , पता चला नहीं ।।

सोचा क्यूँ ना, एक मुलाकात की सौगात दूँ ,
आकर सीधे तेरे घर , तुझसे मिलूँ ।
पर है कुछ बंदिशें, कि आ नहीं सकता ,
चाह कर भी तुझसे, मिल नहीं सकता ।।

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ए जानेवाले , ए मेरे दिलनशी ,
अब याद तुझको करेंगे नहीं ,
खुश तू रहे सदा ये, चाहूँ मैं दिल से,
और रब से भी बस, यही दुआ है मेरी । 

कभी ध्यान जो तेरा आये, गर भूले से भी,
तो खुद को सम्भाल लेंगे, कुछ कहेंगे नहीं,
हाँ , तुझे मेरी जरूरत , गर हो कभी तो,
बस एक आवाज देना, ज्यादा सोचना नहीं ।।

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तेरे हुस्न की इबादत हम करेंगे ,
खुद को भूल कर भी, तुझे याद हम करेंगे ।
ए  हसीन, इक  बार हमे तू अपना कह कर तो देख,
तुम्हे जिंदगी से ज्यादा, मोहब्बत हम करेंगे ।। 

और जब कहा तो कोई समझ ना सका ......

जिन्होने मुझे भुला दिया.....

सुना था कि,

वक्त के साथ, लोग बदल जाते है ,

लोग अपनो को भी, पराया कर देते है ,

पर मुझे इस बात पर विश्वास नही था ।

मै सोचता था कि,

कैसे लोग भूल सकते है अपनो को ,

कैसे भूल सकते है, साथ देखे सपनो को ,

कैसे कभी कोई रिश्ता टूट सकता है ,

कैसे कभी कोई साथ छूट सकता है ,

फिर मैने देखा,

लोगो की जरूरते बदलते हुए ,

कुछ रिश्ते बनते और कुछ टूटते हुए ,

कुछ खासम-खाश भी छूटते हुए ।

अब मै सोचता हू कि,

क्यो लोग भूल जाते है एक-दूसरे को ,

क्या सभी मतलबी है या सभी व्यस्त है ,

या फिर उनकी जरूरते बदल गयी है ,

या फिर हमारी जगह, किसी और ने ले ली है ।

कही सुना था कि, इस दौर मे , "GEOGRAPHICAL DISTANCE" का फ़र्क नही पडता ,

अगर ऐसा है तो फिर क्यो मेरे call का कोई जवाब नही आता ,

मेरे mail उनके spam मे क्यो जाते है ,

क्यो हम उन्हे याद नही आते है ।

एक गुजारिश है,

अगर मेरा कोई replacement मिल जाये आपको ,

तो कप्या मुझे बताने मे सकोच ना करे ,

फिर मै भी आपको ignore कर दिया करूगा ,

कभी mail, chat या call से, disturb ना करूगा ।

हा, और एक बात,

जिनके लिये मै खास हू ,

माना शब्द थोडे कडे है , पर अर्थ गहरे है ,

मै किसी को कभी भुलाता नही ,

इसलिये, "YOU PEOPLE ARE WELCOME ANYTIME" ।

Mummy, aapko bahut miss karta hun......

Bahuton ne is rishte par,

Bahut kuch hai likh diya,

Sayad, kuch bhi na choda kahne ko,

Sab kuch pehle hi kah diya.

Aur kahein bhi, kyun nahi,

Ye rishta hi kuch aisa hai,

Kahan koi rishta, is JAG mein,

MAA-BETE ke jaisa hai.

Maa ke liye, uska beta,

Sabse badhkar hota hai,

Duniya se lad sakti hai wo,

Jab beta us ka rota hai.

Bete ko gar, wapas aane mein,

Ek pal ki deri hoti hai,

Maa ki vyakul aankhein us pal mein,

Sau baar ghari ko toti hain.

Khud kitni bhi ho pareshaan,

Use apne tak hi rakhti hai,

Kah kar kyun sabko takleef de,

Aisa wo socha karti hai.

Sapooton mein bhi matriprem,

Koi kam nahi hota,

Wo juban se kuch bhi kahte nahi,

Par maa ka dhyaan laga hota.

Halat aur kharab hoti hai unki,

Ghar se door, jo hote hain,

Jab bhi ghar ki yaad hai aati,

Tanhaai mein rote hain.

Inka haal poochne wala bhi,

Koi paas nahi hota,

Tabhi phone baj uthta hai,

Aur “Maa calling…” hai flash hota.

Ab inki pareshaani,

Aur bhi badh jaati hai,

Phone uthaye to ruwansi aawaj maa pehchaan jayegi,

Naa uthaye to wo yun hi chintit ho jayegi.

Phir kisi tarah se phone uthakar,

“Abhi busy hun”, wo kahta hai,

Aur maa sochti rahti hai,

Beta kitna kaam karta hai.

Udaas abhi main hona nahi chahta,

Isiliye ab bas karta hun,

Aur bas itna hi kahunga,

“Mummy, aapko bahut miss karta hun”.

Shukriya...Tera Shukriya.......!!

Doston se hum kabhi,

Kahte nahi hain shukriya.

Kahen bhi to kya kahein,

Kis cheez ka kare shukriya ?

Saath diya har pal jo mera,

Kya iska karun main shukriya ?

Ya labon pe mere jo hansi hai,

Uska karun main shukriya ?

Kahun shukriya bhi,

To main kitni baar kahun shukriya ?

Hain wo mere dost,

Iss baat ka unko shukriya

Iss baat ka unko shukriya.

Barsaat ka mausam...

         "Barsaat ka mausam,

         Rimjhim girti boondein,

         Delhi ka ek bus stop,

         Aur wo bechari ladki.."

Thi tabiyat thodi si udas,

Aur partikool kuch mausam tha,

Upar thi ghiri ghanghor ghatein,

Aur chehere pe chinta ki rekhaein..

Hadbad mein phir ‘bag’ tatoli,

Or chintit ho, ‘Oh shit’ boli,

Chinta uski laajami thi,

Chatri ki jagah jo khali thi..

Wo gahre soch mein doobi hui,

Kar rahi thi bus ka intezaar,

Tabhi barish hui, aur tez,

Aur wo chinta se labrez..

Ab tak thi wo, ‘shed’ mein,

Boondo se thodi doori par,

Itne mein uski apne,

Bus par pad gayi nazar..

Tha ‘shed’ se jana bus tak usko,

Hui thodi si chintit wo,

Par ladki thodi ‘chalu’ hai,

So hui tanik na vichilit wo..

Agle hi pal usne ladkiyon ka,

‘Time-tested’ nuska apnaaya,

Bus stop pe khade ek ladke ko,

Jhat se apna “BHAI” banaya..

Chatri lekar uski,

Hui turant bus mein wo sawaar,

Aur ‘THANK YOU BHAIYA’ kahkar,

Bus ke saath hui farar..

Us ladke ki halat soch,

Mujhe ab tak hasi aa rahi hai,

Hamdardi hai us se,

Par hansi nahi jaa rahi hai..

Hun ab bhi main kuch soch raha,

Par soch thodi badal gayi hai….

“Barsaat ka mausam,

Rimjhim girti boondein,

Delhi ka ek bus stop,

         Aur wo bechara ladka..”