Chaand si zameen aur vo asmaan sa...

Vo zindgi jo kabhi ji hi nahi…kahin door khadi raah tak rahi hai..kya kabhi vo raah milegi bhi…ya phir yon hi cut jaayegi jaise abhi tak cuti hai…khud say be-perwah…khud say nalaan…khud say naraz….khud say khush….khud say shikayet….hmmmmmmmmm…..zindgi tu ne kahan diya mauqa…do lamhe teherne ka….mud kar dekhne ka….ke kya kya chod aai hun mai…khud ko bhi….mai kahaan mili in dinon….sab ko lagta hai ke mai mili hun…umhm….nahi tou…ye mai nahi hun…mai kahin rah gaii hun…jahan ki arzoo thi..usi jahaan may….wahin mile they mujhe dono jahaan…jahaan mai khud say mili thi….phir kisi ka hosh nahi tha……khud ko daryaft karlena kisi mearke say kum nahi hota…..aur maine khud ko daryaft karliya…us ek lamhe ne us jahan ki sair kara di….jo sirf khwab tha…hawason ne pehli baar uska maza chakha…maine pehli baar chaand ki zameen per qadam rakha…

Aaj jub bhi zara hosh ke lamhe milte hain tab khud say poocha karti hun...ye kya kar rahi hun mai...kahin is qeemti waqt ki naqadri tou nahi...jo ek baar nikal gaya tou phir haath nahi aata...hmmm waqt ko kahan gina maine...khud ko kahan suna maine...jub talak khwab they madhoshi thi, jub khud say mili tou bekhudi mili...aur sairi ne aseeri ka matlab samjha diya.....ke sairi ek aisa surur hai jiska moqabla koi nasha nahi kar sakta...Koi sada rahe kisi ke saamne , koi kahin kisi khayal ki giraft may rahe....koi talab bhi nahi rahe, magar talab-ju ki talaash-o-justaju kahe...ho na ho baaqi hai abhi ye adhuri daastaan..Anjaam say pehle kaii marhale aayenge...jo mujhe jaane kahaan kahaan le jaayenge...

Daur chahe jonsa bhi ho , rooh perwaz paaleti hai....soch ka daayera kabhi nahi simat-ta...jism waqt ki zad may asakta hai...dil nahi...uska her kona apni tamamtar failen(files) mehfuz rakhta hai...ab tak kya kya ghata...zindgi ne kitne mauqe ganwaye, hauslon ki chah ne khahishon ki rassiyaan kub kub kaat deen...waise bhi jahan khahishon ka guzar ho wahan manzilen gum hojaaya karti hain....hosh per perde jo pad jaate hain..

"Sochne aur samajhne ki muddat ka naam hi Zindagi hai"..

Waqt ek muhallat hai daryaft ki...jism ek zarurat hai bazyaabi ke liye...rooh pehchaan hai apne asal ki...isi murakab nay haqeeqat ko ashkaar kiya hai..gar samjho ...aur mai samajh samajh kar bhi jo na samjhe aisi nasamajh hun..bahut say honge...mujh jaise...jinhen mauqa milta hai...luta dete hain...kyonki aise jazbaati log kache saudagar hote hain...khuda ne barha apne bandon say kaha....her rishte say bartar tera mera rishta hai...khuda bande ka....abad-o-ahad ka....aur banda is ek puryaqeen aur hameshgi waale rishte ke siwa anginnat rishton ko nibhaane may ulajh kar khud ko ganwa baith-ta hai...per haqeeqat yehi hai ....is jahaan ya us jahan ek apna wahi hai..

Pehchaan Azmaton ko..........

Vo lafz jo azmaton ka shahid hai aksar heech lagne lagta hai...kya koi rutba hone say hi haasil hojaata hai...us rutbe ka ahal hona bhi shert hai...ab misal ke taur per koi promotion kisi ko isliye milta hai ke vo is taraqi ka ahal hai...warna vo jahaan tha wahin ka rehta...is rutbe ki ahaliyet hi usey is rutbe ke qaabil karti hai...warna vo apne moqam say aage nahi badh paata...

Khuda ne soch samajh kar hi rishte banaaye aur insaanon ko insaanon ke hawaale kiya..taaki vo ye dekh sake ke khilafaton ko paane waale kub uske khilaaf jaate hain...kahan vo uski sherton say mukar jaate hain...kub apni hirees bhare nafs ki shaitaan tabiyet ka shikaar hokar apne hi gosht post ko noch khasot daal-te hain....yehi wahashat hai...yehi nafsaani khahishon ki ghulaami humen hum say door kar deti hai....Kash her azeem rishta apni azmat ko samajhta aur usey barqaraar rakhta phir kahin bad-amani na hoti...na hi koi apnon ke hote huye unki adam maujudgi ka gila karta...

Ek aisa rishta jo kisi dore ki tarha sare rishton ke kal purzey jode rakhta hai, agar wahi dor cutni shuru hojaaye phir kal purzon ka kya, vo bhi bikherne lagte hain...phir koi saancha uski asli haieeat may nahi milta..."pehchaani huii surat bhi tab waqi pehchaani nahi jaati."Ek us rishte ki beraah rawi sab ko le doobti hai...khuda ki hidaayet jin badnasibon ko nahi milti unka rona her vo dil rota hai jo uski zad may aagaya ho...

Dil her ek ka eksaan hi dhala....insaan ko baqaul khuda ke sada uski fitrat ne hi chala..aur ye rangarangi fitrat insaan ko azmaane ke liye hi bakhshi gaii...aur insan apne rutbon ka najaayez fayeda uthaate huye ye bhul gaya ke vo asmaan waala her ek per nazar rakhe huye hai...yehaan zikr rishton ke rutbon ka hai...log aksar lebel lage product say dhoke kha jaate hain...aksar vo nahi milta jo dikhta hai...patta nahi dil waqt aur halaath ke saath kyon kar badal jaate hain..

Eksi mohabbat lutaane waali hasti bhi tafreeq aur niffaq may ulajh kar apni haqeeqat say cut jaati hai...kaash kum say kum is rishte may tou azmaish na milti...phir kis rishte per yaqeen kare koi...jub panah-gah hi mehfuz na ho tou phir konsi jaa-e-panaah dhunde admi...jub vo daman jisey nichodte tou farishte wazu karte us daman ki rangat badal jaaye tou konsa daman thaamega admi...per ye tou honi hai hokar rehti hai...Aina rubaru ho aur manzar ojhal hojaaye tou phir tareekiyon ke siwa kuch nazar nahi aata...Ujalon ki aas may andheron may satpataate hua admi kisi andekhe haath ki tawaqa kahaan karta hai...vo tou wahi maanus lams chahta hai jahan sakun mila karta tha...vo haath badhta bhi hai tou taalib ki tarha....aur khuda ka fermaan hai uski talab puri kar...chahe tere nafs per giraan guzre...kinaare kinaare kuch haasil nahi hota....doob kar hi safeena haath aata hai...

aksar hum ko doobaya hai apne hone ne

warna kinaron ko hum say shikaayet hoti

Na jaane kyon......

Ye rishte jo kabhi mere they hi nahi mai unhen apna banane chali thi...kaash aisa ho paata.hota bhi kaise....ke khuda mujhe inhi ke zariye zindgi say milana jo chahta hai...mai roz roz mil rahi hun...aur mere dil per her lamha ek zarb kaari hai...ab agle lamhe na jaane kis ki baari hai...Sabaq zindgi ke naye tou nahi hain...per ab ke derd shadeed hai....najaane kyon....

Jis ki ummid ho jub vo rubaru hojaaye tab kaisa lagta hai ye jaana maine...Is baar Ramzaan mubarak ek naya tohfa lekar mila hai...Acha hai...ek naqab uter gaya hai...kahin koi aaj kisi ki nazar say gir gaya hai...Kahin koi haqeeqaton say mil kar mar gaya hai...kya waqi ...kyon aakhir....zindgi ne ye kaisa sila diya lahu ki ek ek boond lekar .....kya tha ye...dhoke tou sada hi khaaye they....magar ab ke patta nahi kyon dil ko kyon itni taklif huii....

Shaayed dil ko aas thi..ache waqton ki....apni mohabbaton ka yaqeen tha...ke vo dil badal denge...hum apni jaan ke badle unke dil lenge....per sabhon ne jaan leli aur apna dil daman sab bacha liya....apna bachaate bachaate bhul gaye ke unhon ne beshqeemti shaye ganwa di hai....jo unki jaanbakhshi ke kaam aa sakti thi....uska bhi afsos rahega mujhko...ke mai unhen bacha na saki....

Sahi kaha tha aapne Baba" kisi pe andha bharosa mat karna" waqi jazbaat jub dusron ke apne seene may uter aate dikhaii dein tab bhi unka bhi tajziya zaruri hai, ye ab jaa kar jaaana maine...aksar chehre masumiyet ka mazaq ban jaate hain...aksar dil khud apna shikaar hojaate hain...kaash khuda kisi ki neki ke sadqe hi unka dil badal deta...kaash....ye kaash hi meri dua ban jaaye....is ummid ko kabhi maut na aaye...