Namak banna chahta hun…
Saaf dhula safed sa
Lehron se lipat ke aaun,
Kinaron pe Dhoop khaun
Moti na sahi lekin Moti sa chamkun,
Kuchh kar dikhana chahta hun…
Uski bhookh ka hissa ban
Sawaar rahun uski zubaan par
Hone ka pata na chale
Par na hone par sab
feeka lagey mere bina
chuchaap uske lahu mein shaamil ho
uski ragon mein daud lagaun
sar se pair tak fail jaun…nazar bhi na aaun
uske har rang mein ghul
khud ko khona chahta hun
namak banna chahta hun
uske zakhmon mein jo galti se bhar jaun
toh aasuon se bhi main hi bahar aaun
mujhe chakhe ya beh jaane de
thodi si jalan reh jaane de
ehsaas hona zaroori toh nahin
bas yun hi kabhi kabhi yaad aana chahta hun
namak banna chahta hun
mera zyada hona khale
toh mere kam hone mein bhi khala hai
na jaane kya junoon ho chala hai
sookha aur khaara
mujhe nami ki kamii hi bhali ho
apni pyaas ko zinda rakh
khud jeena chahta hun
namak banna chahta hun
Namak...
Thursday, August 12, 2010
baadal hai...
mujhe laga wo boondein thi mujhko bhigaane bhar ke liye
sab sametne ki koshish bhi kari
aur sab beh jaane di...
kyunki wo toh baras raha tha zamane bhar ke liye...
sab sametne ki koshish bhi kari
aur sab beh jaane di...
kyunki wo toh baras raha tha zamane bhar ke liye...
mera khaata...
mere khaate se kuchh kam hua jaata hai
lagta hai aajkal
hisaab toh nahin rakha
par haath phira ke dekha hai roz
apni daulat ko jiya hai
khud hi pe kharch kiya hai roz
har dafa kharchun jitna chahe
haath dugna hi aata hai
par na jaane ab kyun lagta hai
mere khaate se kuchh kam hua jaata hai
maangne bhar ki der thi
tumhare naam hi kar deti
par hamare beech mera tumhara kya
jo tumhara hai wohi toh mera hua
yehi haq toh phir ek shaq sa banaata hai
ki mere khaate se kuchh kam hua jaata hai
koi kehta hai "kya lekar aaye the jo kho doge"
tumhara kya gaya jo rote ho?
yeh geeta saar padhe sansaar
hum mayaviyon ko maya se hi pyaar
sacche dil se chaaha hai bas ek baar
toh jitna mila bahut hua
itne pe hi rehne do
yeh jo mera khaata hai....
lagta hai aajkal
hisaab toh nahin rakha
par haath phira ke dekha hai roz
apni daulat ko jiya hai
khud hi pe kharch kiya hai roz
har dafa kharchun jitna chahe
haath dugna hi aata hai
par na jaane ab kyun lagta hai
mere khaate se kuchh kam hua jaata hai
maangne bhar ki der thi
tumhare naam hi kar deti
par hamare beech mera tumhara kya
jo tumhara hai wohi toh mera hua
yehi haq toh phir ek shaq sa banaata hai
ki mere khaate se kuchh kam hua jaata hai
koi kehta hai "kya lekar aaye the jo kho doge"
tumhara kya gaya jo rote ho?
yeh geeta saar padhe sansaar
hum mayaviyon ko maya se hi pyaar
sacche dil se chaaha hai bas ek baar
toh jitna mila bahut hua
itne pe hi rehne do
yeh jo mera khaata hai....
aaj hai toh kal ka kya...
aaj toh hai par kal ka kya...
kal ka hisaab alag hai
aaj ka jawaab alag hai
aaj ke paas ek wajeh hai
har baat ki jirah hai
zidd hai adey rehne ki
kal ke raaste mein khade rehne ki
hamesha yun hi pade rehne ki
ussey yakeen nahin kal pe
raat ke ferbadal pe
bas chale toh na wo kahin jaaye,
na koi kahin se aaye
beet raha hai kahan maanta hai?
na doobtesooraj ko jaanta hai
paani mein na dikhega aks andhere mein
khud ko kahan payega kal ke savere mein?
ek saaya hai aaj
os ki boondon se dhul jayega
pata bhi na chalega kab kal mein ghul jayega
kuchh yaad rahega kuchh bhool jayega
jo meherbaan hua kal aaj par....
toh kuchh zaroor jhuk jayega,
aur shayad kisi ke liye
kal mein bhi ruk jayega
kal ka hisaab alag hai
aaj ka jawaab alag hai
aaj ke paas ek wajeh hai
har baat ki jirah hai
zidd hai adey rehne ki
kal ke raaste mein khade rehne ki
hamesha yun hi pade rehne ki
ussey yakeen nahin kal pe
raat ke ferbadal pe
bas chale toh na wo kahin jaaye,
na koi kahin se aaye
beet raha hai kahan maanta hai?
na doobtesooraj ko jaanta hai
paani mein na dikhega aks andhere mein
khud ko kahan payega kal ke savere mein?
ek saaya hai aaj
os ki boondon se dhul jayega
pata bhi na chalega kab kal mein ghul jayega
kuchh yaad rahega kuchh bhool jayega
jo meherbaan hua kal aaj par....
toh kuchh zaroor jhuk jayega,
aur shayad kisi ke liye
kal mein bhi ruk jayega
jhooth kaha tha...
Khud se jhooth kaha tha maine
Mazaak kiya tha
Sach kahun toh uss jhooth ka pal pal jiya tha
Ab bas khwabon ki maut ka ranj hai
Ummeddon ki badduaon ka darr hai
Magar jhooth ki kaunsi lambi umar hai
Yeh toh khudkushi pe aamadaa hai
Yakeen nahin hota
ki kuch der mein dum tod dega
Kis berahmi se mujhe
sach ke rehmokaram pe chhor dega
Mazaak kiya tha
Sach kahun toh uss jhooth ka pal pal jiya tha
Ab bas khwabon ki maut ka ranj hai
Ummeddon ki badduaon ka darr hai
Magar jhooth ki kaunsi lambi umar hai
Yeh toh khudkushi pe aamadaa hai
Yakeen nahin hota
ki kuch der mein dum tod dega
Kis berahmi se mujhe
sach ke rehmokaram pe chhor dega
dhaage ki chooriyan...
dhaage ki chooriyan...
aadhe chaand ne pehni, toh poora gol hua,
inse aadha, kharey soney ka mol hua
maana adhoori hain, par aadhe se poori hain...
ye dhaage ki choorian
khanakti nahin, dhadakti hain...
ragon ke raaste mein atakti hain,
samjhaane se kahan maanti hain,
kehti hain, nabz pehchaanti hain...
ye dhaage ki choorian
haath aise thaame hain,
ab na chhootenge...
saans toot jayegi, dhaage na tootenge...
yun jaane na dengi, uljhaye rakhengi,
khwamkhah jee lagaaye rakhengi,
jhoothi sacchi si, ye dhaage ki choorian...
aadhe chaand ne pehni, toh poora gol hua,
inse aadha, kharey soney ka mol hua
maana adhoori hain, par aadhe se poori hain...
ye dhaage ki choorian
khanakti nahin, dhadakti hain...
ragon ke raaste mein atakti hain,
samjhaane se kahan maanti hain,
kehti hain, nabz pehchaanti hain...
ye dhaage ki choorian
haath aise thaame hain,
ab na chhootenge...
saans toot jayegi, dhaage na tootenge...
yun jaane na dengi, uljhaye rakhengi,
khwamkhah jee lagaaye rakhengi,
jhoothi sacchi si, ye dhaage ki choorian...
kambakht khidkian...
कमबख्त खिड़कियाँ करवाती हैं मोहब्बतें,
बादलों से, बारिशों से, तो कभी बूंदों से,
खुली रह जाएँ रात को, तो झाँका करती हैं,
रात भर चाँद को ताका करती हैं
खुद पे ओस की बूँदें चढ़ाए रखती हैं,
सच सवेरा धुन्धलाये रखती हैं
चुपचुपाते सावन के संदेसे लाती हैं
वक़्त बेवक्त हवा के झोंके, भीतर ले आती हैं
कमबख्त खिड़कियाँ...
बादलों से, बारिशों से, तो कभी बूंदों से,
खुली रह जाएँ रात को, तो झाँका करती हैं,
रात भर चाँद को ताका करती हैं
खुद पे ओस की बूँदें चढ़ाए रखती हैं,
सच सवेरा धुन्धलाये रखती हैं
चुपचुपाते सावन के संदेसे लाती हैं
वक़्त बेवक्त हवा के झोंके, भीतर ले आती हैं
कमबख्त खिड़कियाँ...
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