adat

Log akash me chand dekha krte hain..khali akash me taro ko ginnana meri adat h log akele mein gumsum socha krte hain..bhari mehfil mein jaane kya sochna meri adat hai.. Talaashte hain log jahaan bhar mekhushiyan..khus ­hfahm logo ko dard dena ab meri adat h.. Log talaashte hain mere shabdo me jaane kya kya..nahi jaante k bina wajha bolna meri adat h.. Fikrmand hain wo nadan wajha dhundhte firte hain..bna k rishton k gharaunde todna meri adat h.. Hai kya faydaa achha bnane ka..bura aur bura ban.na ab meri adat h..

kyun

kyun lgta h sb khali khali..kyun h mehsoos k kuch kho sa gya h..kyun khud ko rikt ho paata..kyun nahi hu maan leta..apne adhoorepan ko..apne jeevan satya ko..kyun woh mujhe h khichti apni or..kai baar khud ko alg krne ki koshish ki..naakaam koshish..kyun h aisa..pichhle janam ko koi naata h kya..

patang

Rang birangi patang udti hain asma me..sair krti h dur asma ki,bekhauf bulandi ko chuti h..anginat hawa k thapede sehti h..daye baye har taraf ki hawa..judi rhti h ek ptli dor se...aur jb kamjor pad jati h dor to..toot kar door vilin ho jati h..chali jati h kisi aur desh ko...

satyaa

Parchhaiyon k peechhe daudna.. Satyaa se bhaagna..
Magar kb tk..??
Satyaa..
Mere jeevan ka satyaa..
Kb tk nakartaa rahungaa iss ko..
Kb tk mithyaa mein jeetaa rahungaa..
Kuchh to karna hogaa mujhe.. Satyaa ko sweekaar karna hoga mujhe..
Adhoorepan ko sweekaarna hoga mujhe..
Nikalna hogaa mithyaa swapn se.. Kyuk yeh swapn hii rehne hain.. Kbhii inko murtt roop nahi milne walaa..
So ab maan lena hii uchitt hoga.. Apne adhoorepan k saath hi jeena hoga..
Aankhon ko..
Jo ab tk khwaab boonti rahii hain.. Satyaa k asmaa ko dekhen..
Yeh kehna hogaa..
Jeevan ki painting mein fantasii falsai aur sunharey rangg bhare they..
Unko ateet ki kothrii mein band krna hogaa..
Bahutt swpan dekhey..
Bahutt khwaab rachey..
Abb sachh ki tapish mein jeena seekhna hoga..
Bahutt bheegaa sapnon ki baarish mein..
Abb jeevan ka khaara jal peena hoga...

satyaa

Parchhaiyon k peechhe daudna.. Satyaa se bhaagna.. Magar kb tk..?? Satyaa.. Mere jeevan ka satyaa.. Kb tk nakartaa rahungaa iss ko.. Kb tk mithyaa mein jeetaa rahungaa.. Kuchh to karna hogaa mujhe.. Satyaa ko sweekaar karna hoga mujhe.. Adhoorepan ko sweekaarna hoga mujhe.. Nikalna hogaa mithyaa swapn se.. Kyuk yeh swapn hii rehne hain.. Kbhii inko murtt roop nahi milne walaa.. So ab maan lena hii uchitt hoga.. Apne adhoorepan k saath hi jeena hoga.. Aankhon ko.. Jo ab tk khwaab boonti rahii hain.. Satyaa k asmaa ko dekhen.. Yeh kehna hogaa.. Jeevan ki painting mein fantasii falsai aur sunharey rangg bhare they.. Unko ateet ki kothrii mein band krna hogaa.. Bahutt swpan dekhey.. Bahutt khwaab rachey.. Abb sachh ki tapish mein jeena seekhna hoga.. Bahutt bheegaa sapnon ki baarish mein.. Abb jeevan ka khaara jal peena hoga...

daasta

shaayad daasta ki bhi adat pad jaati h.. Muh andherey hi uthna.. Poore gharr mein jhaadu.. Phir bantan.. Phir kitchen.. Nitya ka niyam.. Nitya ki duty.. Din bhar ghar mein idhar se udhar bhaagna daudna.. Phir der raat gaye pahloo mein sajnaa.. Chaah ho ya na ho.. Sehti aa rahi hai sadiyon se.. Ghar k liye.. Bachchon k liye.. Aakhir kyun sehti hai?.. Gharr akele uska hi hai kyaa?.. Doosre ki koi jimmedaari nahii ghar ki khaatir?.. Apni kokh mein seti hai bachchey ko.. Apna lahoo pilaati hai.. Janam deti h.. Khud ko bheege mein sula kr sukhey mein sulaati hai.. Kitna kuchh sehti h.. Tyaag krti hai.. Aur daasi bani rehti hai.. Sadiyon se chali aa rahi daasta khoon mein utar gayi hai shaayad....