Zindgi sirf ek khush-aaind mustaqbal ka khwaab nahi hai..bulki aapke sawaalon ka jawab bhi hai...tou Dosto, is naye saal say aapne jo bhi ummiden wabasta kar rakhi hon vo sab khuda kare ke puri hone ki muhallat aapko mile..Aur aap waqt aur wajud ka maqsad jaan paayen..Ek lamha, ek soch, ek koshish, phir her lamha rehmat hi rehmat, bakhshish hi bakhshish..
Khwab gharonda hain....wahin tou arzooyen rehti hain...jo kamzor palon ka hausla badhaati hain...aur ye hausla aane waale her lamhe ko milta rehta hai...warna zindgi zinda reh nahi sakti....Derd ka bojh khwaab hi uthaate hain....Aane waale kal ki chaadar taane kitne dil so nahi paate....bas lubon per duayen sajaaye, ummid ka diya jalaaye, choti choti khushion ki hasrath may khud ko jalaaye rakhte hain...meri dua hai un dilon ki her baat Rab-e-kareem sun le...un khwabon may apna basera karle....un raaton ka sawera karde....Ameen.
Maine ab in aate jaate saalon may khud ko paana chod diya...vo" Mai " jo kabhi hua karti thi, vo ab aur kahin rehti hai...ye duniya uski mehefil nahi hai..uski mehefil kahin aur saji muntazar hai...abhi haaziri talab nahi huii hai...Haan is duniya say wabastagi ka ek sabut hai un chund gine chune logon ki lamhabhar chahat, unki pal do pal ki yaadawari, jo mujh say kehti hai ho na ho wahin say zindgi ke kuch aur sabaq mujhe milenge...ke jub talak dil laga rahega, dil nahi rahega...ke aisa ho hi nahi sakta ke milkiyet kisi ki ho aur chaakri kisi aur ki kare...so shert mohabbat ki yehi hai ke mujassam iqraar ban jaa...warna koi shikaayet nahi...ke maalik-e-kul kaainaat ko is adhe adhure taalib ki zarurat hi nahi...
Sab ki justaju ek hi rahi...sab ek hi sawaal barson kureedte rahe....aakhir ye kaun hai....ye nahi socha ke ye jazba kis dil say nikla hai...sab ko pura biodata chahiye...sab profile ke baghair insaan ko samajh nahi paate...umr, aur paikar kya kisi ki rooh ka muzahera kar paayenge....Husn yehi hai ke husn ke baghair bhi haseen hua kare koii...Kashish tou darasal jazbon may hai...Derd be-maqsad mila nahi karte...ye phul her kahin khila nahi karte...jis chaman ko ye mile, vo chaman, chaman hua...Moqadar ki baat hai...kisi ne duniya paai, kisi ne dil paaya....jo ye samajh gaya uska jeena kaam aaya...
Qudrat anmol ehsaasaath may jhalakti hai...vo her num aankh may rehti hai...Jahan nami na ho vo zameen bhala zarkhiz kaise hosakti hai...koi fasal iske baghair uug hi nahi sakti...usi tarha iske baghair koi insaan jaazib nazar ho bhi nahi sakta...so jis ke andar ye johar widiyet kiya gaya ho khud usey iski khabar nahi hoti....vo tou bas karam ka mohtaj hai...khuda bande ke darmyaan bas yehi ek rishta hai jo usey sab may mumtaz karta hai...
So Subah ke intizaar may raat ki nafi karne waalo, maan lo ke yehi raat aapko subah say milwaane aati hai....aur yeh subah phir ek aur raat ka paighaam laati hai...in andheron ujaalon ke safar may hi chupi hai zindgi ki asliyet....ab aapki aankhen jo dekhna chahen wahi manzar rubaru pesh hota hai....so vo aankh chaho jo aapko aapka deedaar karwa de...
Saayon ko tatolne say kya faayeda. kuch na haath aayega....inke taaqab may jo jaayega vo bhi saaya ban jaayega...Bhale saaye chaoon dete hain,saaye bhi dhoop maangte hain...warna vo bhi nazar nahi aate...so chah hi jub moqadar hai tou vo kyon na chaha jaaye jis say chahton ka matlab samajh may aajaaye...aur chahon say gulukhaasi haasil hojaaye...Koshish shert hai...Mushkil nahi hai kuch bhi agar thaan lijiye....
log kehte hain sher kehna asaan kaam nahi...mai ye samajhti hun, mohabbat karne waale dil ka her lafz shaayeri hai...her lamha mehefil-e-naghma- hai..waise ilhaami sher apni khususiyaath rakhte hain....vo kisi deewane ki bad nahi hote...waise deewana bhi aam nahi hota...deewangi ki shert yehi hai apni had say guzar jaana....aur haden, sada hi sadion say khoon-e-jigar maangti hain....ab ye khoon ek aam admi zaaya kyon kar karna chahega...ye tou jazba-e-junun ka karnaama hota hai....usey apne junun ke siwa hosh kahaan hota hai...agar hosh mil jaaye tou saara raaz na samajh may aajaaye...
Hosh chin kar ilzaam madhoshi ka deta hai, baksh kar ulfat deewana naam deta hai..Bechainion ko lafz atta hote hain sher unka naam hota hai...khird say jo begaana karde, wahi ilzaam hota hai....koi chahe bhi tou kuch keh nahi paata, mai tou samajhti hun jo goya hojaaye, vo be-asar hota hai...sama-aten muntazar rahen, khayaal rahen taanon baanon may, aur dil lafzon may dhal jaaye, us khamoshi ko gar lafz miljaaye....sher kehlaate hain...vo qalam jo rooh ko giraft may le le, vo qalam jo her pal zameer ko toley, vo qalam her dil ko chu le....ke jazbaat tou sada dil hi maangte hain...
