Chund ghadiyaan faraar k

hosh-o-hawas taab-o-tawan daagh jaa chuke

ab hum bhi jaane waale hain samaan tou gaya

Hawason pe gireen jub bijliyan tab waqi hum nadan they.....ab jub ke hawas herkat may hain bijliyon say kyon shikayet hai? jaane kyon na jaane kyon? waqt ki qaid may zindgi hai magar hisson per tou koi pabandi nahi...vo jub chahe kahin ki bhi sair kar aate hain...aur wapsi ka safar taklifdah hota hai...zamaana-e-haal ki kofaton say chund ghadiyaan faraar ki...beqarar hawason say chund lamhe qaraar ke...ke abhi mai zinda hun...

Kya waqi ? Zinda hona kaafi hota hai? umhm....zindgi ki hararaten kub ki khatam hogayeen...zindagi say sharaten jub say rukhsat hogayeen...vo ek zindgi say bharpur ladki hua karti thi jaane kahaan gaii....usey waqt ne daboch liya apni chaalon may...usey rishton ne chupa liya apni jaalon may...yon tou bahut say honge jo zindgi ke naam per mahaz zinda hote honge...sab ko tou maseeha nahi milte....sab ke shaoor yon bedaar nahi hua karte...mushkilen zindagi samjhaane aati hain.....musibaten hausla badha hi jaati hain.....bas nazar-e-karam per ek nazar chahiye....jub per milen perwaaz ka jigar chahiye....

Haan maine maan liya.....

Chalo mubarak ho...ab maine jaan liya...Haan maine maan liya....ye tumhaari koshishon ka phal hai...yehi meri deewangi ka hul hai...ek umr sarf hogaii is tajrube ko rang laane may....koshishen musalsal....aakhir kamyaab ho hi gayeen....ek udta hua parinda aakhirkaar teher hi gaya.....shikaari tou bahut they....kyon ke ghafil ka shikar hona asaan jo tha...per usko ye manzur na tha...jaane us parinde ki konsi ada usey pasand aai....usne usey apne paron may chupa liya...yon usne usey shikaar hone say bacha liya....ye tera karam nahi tou kya hai...

mokhtasar ye ke paane aur khone ke ghumon say najaat paana  hi manzil-e-maqsud ka pehla padau hai...khahishon ki buland perwaz ko uski asliyet ki taraf raghib karna dusra padau...aur ehsaasaat ko unki haqeeqi shakal dena teesra padau...aur is guzarte waqt ke badhte qadmon ki chaap say ghaafil ko uski dhadkanon ki dheemi raftar say mila dena chauta padau....vo dil jo haqeeqat say nazar chura raha hai usey haqeeqaton ka jaam pila dena paanchwaan padau hai....is panchamrit ke honton say lagte hi aqal ke saare parde sarkne lagte hain....aur apni asal say mulaqat saare walwalon ko jo apni haden abur karne per kamarbasta they ,le dubne ko kaafi hoti hai....

Apni asal aakhir hai kya...ek mitti ke dher ke siwa....jisey khuda ne apne noor say arasta kiya...warna asal say nazar milana tou door samna karne ko bhi koi tayaar na hota...vo asal jo khuda ki zaat-o-siffat ka aaina hai uski milkiyet apni kahaan hai jis per insaan itna nazaan hai...itrana hi hai tou apne ummat-e-wast hone pe itra....khuda ne ye ezaaz bhi bakhsha insaan ko...uske aage apna noor mujasim rakh diya...uski itba ka faisla bhi us per choda....vo janna dekhna chahta tha ke insaan kiski dastagiri say khush hota hai...uska etmaad kub mutalzil hota hai....uska emaan kub dagmagaata hai....uske nafs per kis ka ghulba hosakta hai....uske zameer ki bedaari ka konsa sabab kargar hosakta hai....gharz uske imtihaan niraale....aur hum deewane bekhabar mahaz duniya say dil lagaane waale...