Diwali Ke Diye.....

Bantey Hai , Bigdtey Hai.. 

Kadi Dhoop... Me Jaltey Hai... 

Yeh Diwali Key Diye Hai,  Janaab ...

Aise Thodi Bazaar Mein Nikaltey Hai.. 

Sajtey Hai , Sawartey Hai...

Tarah Tarah Ke ,Rango Me Dhaltey Hai...

Yeh Diwali Key Diye Hai, Janaab .

Aise Thodi Bazaar Mein Nikaltey Hai...

Chote Hai , Badey Hai....

Har Saanchey Me Dhaltey Hai... 

Yeh Diwali Key Diye Hai, Janaab... 

Aise thodi Bazaar Mein Nikaltey Hai...

Umeed Hai , Roshani Hai....

Har Kimat Mey Miley Hai... 

Yeh Diwali Key Diye Hai.. Janaab

Aise Thodi Bazaar Mein Nikaltey Hai... 

Apkey Hai , Hamarey Hai..

Har Ghar Me Sajj Ke Nikhartey Hai... 

Yeh Diwali Key Diye Hai, Janaab

Aise Thodi Mein Nikaltey Hai.. 

Deepo Ka Yeh Pyaara  , Festival Aap Sabko Bahot Bahot Mubaark... 

Happy Diwali...

Mere Ghar Ki Mehndi....

Aaj Mein Bahot Khush Tha,  Kyuki Umeedo Ke Gamley Mey , 

Ek Naya Paudha Nikhar Kar Aaya Tha... 

Kaali Mitti Ki Ret Me,  Ek Pyara Phool Khil-Khil-Aaya Tha ... 

Aur.. Mene , Issey Dekhte Hi, 

Iske Liye Khwaabo Ka , Ek Mahal Apne Dil Me Banayaa Tha.. 

Aur Fir Iss Dil Ki Khwahisho Par......Baarish Ki Bundo Ne Bhi Apna Ghar Basaya Tha ,

Lekin Dhire Se Barish Ki Bund Me Pathar Shaamil Huye ...  

Me Kuchh Kar Paata Isse Pahle , Woh Pathar Mere , Mahal Ko TodKar Na Jaaney Kidhar Chale Gaye.... 

Kuchh Aisi Hi Kahani Hai.... 

Jahaa Sab Jagah Pyaar Faila Hai... Lekin Waqt Ke Karwat Ke Aage , Iss Pyaar Ka Koi Wazood Nhi Rehta.... 

Aur Iski Jagah... , 

Zidd , Gussa , Lachari ,Majburi , Bebasi , Jaise  Haalat Le Lete Hai... 

Aur Fir Woh Hota Hai , Jo Hamari Umeed Me Nahi Hota... 

Toh Shuru Karte Hai ... Iss Alter Ishaq Kahani..... 

Baat Unn Dino Ki Hai , Jab Ek Mehndi Ke Vaipaari Ki Beti, 

Ke Hatho Me Mehndi Lagne Waali Thi.... 

Shaadi Aache Ghar Me Aur Achhe Ladke Se Ho Rahi Thi , Toh Ghar Me , Sab Bahot Khush The , Beti Bhi Khush Aur Kuchh Sapne Bun Chuki Thi Aur Undino Pita Ka Mehndi Ka Vaipaar Bhi Achha Chal Rha Tha...

Lekin Jaise Hi Uske Beti Ke, Mehndi Ki Tareekh Paas Aayi , Woh Beti Thodi Dari Aur Ghabrai... 

Kyuki Jiske Haatho Me Mehndi Sajani Thi.. Uske Haath Ab Mayus The.... 

Aur Unn Haatho Par Malikana Haq Rakhne Wali Woh Beti , Ab Khush Nhi Thi.... 

Samsyaa Sirf Itni Thi, Ki Ishq Ka Ek Panna Uski Zindagi Me Bhi Shamil Tha.. Jo Uska Kabhi Bhi Nahi Tha.. 

Ab Ashaao Ke Mele Mein , Woh Anjaan Bani Bhatkne Toh Lagi Thi..

Par Talaash Bhi Uska Kar Rahi Thi, Jo Uss Mele Me Kabhi Shamil Hi Nahi Tha..

Aise Rishtey,  Jo Pannptey Toh Hai , Par Faltey Nahi.. Aise Ishaq Koi Wazood Nahi Hota , 

Kyuki Isme Ek Hissa Gambhir , Toh Dusra Gambhir Nahi Hota... 

Fir Aisa Rishta, De Jaata Aksar Woh Takleef Apno Ko , Jo Unki Zindagi Me Kabhi Shamil Hi Nhi Hota.. 

Khair Kahaani Mein, Aage Badhte Hain.. 

Yeh Jaankar Pita Ke , Aankho Ke Aage Andhra Kabzaa Karta Hai.. 

Aur Woh Inn Sabse Gumraah , Apne Aapko Kayi Baar Bedio Me Jakdtaa Hai.. 

Aur Haalaat Ko Sambhalney Ke Liye , Apno Ke Aage Tadptaa.. 

Aise Me..

Fir Apne,  Apno Se Bahot Saari Baate Karney Lagte Hai , 

Haalaato Ko Gair Samjh Khudi Se Beh-Panhaa Naa Jaaney Kyu Ladte Hai... 

Fir Chnd Lamho Ke Iss kamjor Ishaq Ke Kaaran , Zindagi Bhar Ke Ishq Ko Dasney Lagta Hai... 

Aise Me, Mehndi Kaa Ye Vaipaari , 

Apne Ghar Ki Mendi Ke Aage , Apne Aapko Kayi RAGDTA Hai.. 

Aur Chahta Itna Hai Ki.. Khushi Ka Woh Gehra Rang Uske Beti Ki ,Zindagi Me Hamesha Ke Liye Chad Jaaye .,

Naa Ki Woh Rang Jo Hmesha Andhere Me Rahta Hai..

Khair., 2 Saal Ke Pyaar Ke Aage, Yeh 21 Saal Ka Pyaar Kayi Baar Tutta Aur Bikharta Hai...

Tab Jaa Kar,  Apno Aur Samaaj Ke Karan Yeh Khushiyo Ka Rishta , Bahot Hi Niraasa  Ke Saath Judta Hai..

Beti Ko Mehndi Bhi Lagti Hai., Aur Uski Doli Bhi Uthti Hai.. 

Par Khushio Ka Woh Rang , Ab Ruth Gya Tha.. 

Aur Aise Me ,Woh Pita....

Bahot Kshmaksh Me Fsa , Khud Se Yeh Hi Puchh Rha Tha..,

Kyuki Woh Samjh Nhi Paa Raha Tha...Ki

Kis Mehndi Ka Rang , 

Uske Aangan Me Nhi Chada... 

Uska , Jiska Woh Vaipaari Tha.. 

Yaa Fir Uska , Jiska Woh Pita Tha..

Ek Ghoont Aur Sahi.....

Chaahat Yun To Sabhi Rakhte Hai...
Kabhi Jayda Toh Kabhi Kam Rakhte Hai..
Khair Chahto Aur Umeedo se Judee iss Duniya me Aksr Har Baat Waisi Nahi Hoti , Jaisa Hum Chahte Hai.. Waisa Mil Nahi Paata...
Kuchh Aisi Hai Story Hai Yeh..
Suljhi Si , Unsuljhi Si.....
Ek School Ki Library Ke Gate Ke Paas , Khadi Ek Ladki.. Jo Library Ke Gate Tak Hi Simit Hai.. Shyad Usko Isse Aage , Jaane Ki Izzazt  Nahi... 

Vastav Me Uss School Ki,  Ek Nayi Building Ka Kaam Chal Rha Tha..
Toh Kuchh Majaduro Ney , Chhote Chhote Tent Bna Rkhte The.. Jimne Se Kuchh Ka Parivaar Bhi Wahi Unke Sath Hi Rehta Tha.. Jabtak School Ki Nayi Building Ka Kaam Chal Rha Tha.

Unhi Parivaar Me Se Ek Ladki Woh Bhi Thi...Jo Uss School Ki Library Tak Hi Simit Thi..
Aankho Se , Books Ko Dekhte Hi , Uski Aamkho Me Chamnk Si Aa Jaati Thi.. Jisey Dekh..., Uski Chaht,  Saaf Samjh Aati Thi..

Lekin Drishay Tha Jo Chubhta Tha , Woh Yeh Ki.....  
School Ke Bachho Ke Haath Me Kitaabe.. Aur Uske Haatho Me Woh  Ek Taslaa..

Jo Buniyaad Khadi Kar Rha Tha , Aaney Waaley Sapno Ki... Unn Umngo Ki , Jo Uss Nayi Banney Waale Building Me Padney Wale The...

Aur Iss Har Pal Ko Nihaartey , Samjhatey  Woh Log Jo Gujara Karte The , Usi Dagar Sey , Jhaa  Ek Umeed , Ek Sapna , Ek Khwahish , Bas Uss Ek Ghoont Ko Betaab Thi... Jo Uski Ashaayein Puri Kar De.. , Par Woh  Raahgir Uski Har Khwahisho Ko Jaante Huye Bhi.. Uske Samne Khaamosh The .. 

Khair Yeh Silsilaa Jabtak Chala Jab Tak School Ki Nahi Building Ban Nahi Gayi...  Umeede Dam Todti Gayi, Aur Raasto Ne Manzil Badal Li....

Ab Uss Ghoont Ka Pta Nahi , Jo Woh Chahti Thi... Lekin Ghoont To Li Thi Usne.. Uss Library Ka Gate Hamesha Ke Liye Chhorte Waqt.. 

Woh Kehte Hai Naa.... 

Key.... Nahi Milti, Har Udaano Ko Woh Manzil...  , Kahi Kismat Ruthi , Toh Kahi Raah Tuti  Hoti Hai...

Ek Katl Aisa BHI....

Jab ek chidiya nikalti Hai apney ghosley se Subah Aur Shyam Ko laut Kar Ghar aati Hai.
Bs Isi Subah Aur shyaam ke bich basey Armaano ki kahani Hai ,joh basti Hai uskey dimaang Mey...... Aur ruthti chali jaati Hai bitatey Raat ke Saath .....

Kuchh Aisi Hi Kahaani Hai Uss Gaon Ki Chulbuli, Naadan , Duniya Ki Khabro Se Anjaan Ladki Ki , Jiske Mata Pita Ney Uska Rishta Pakka Kiya Hai...
Woh Sabko Samjhti Aur Sabko Khush Rakhney Ke Liye , Sabsey Thoda Jyada Jeeti Hai... Ghar Mey Rishto Ki Daulat Jyada Thi , Isliye Viraast Mey , Rishto Ko Samjhna Ussey , Apno Se Beh-Hisaab Mila Tha..
Khawahisho Ko Samet Kar Rkhna , Or Uskey Unn ,  Sametey Gaye Khawaabo Ko Pura Kareney Ke Liye , Uskey Mata-Pita Ney,  Uss Rajkumar Ka Naam , Uske Kaano Me Bharna , Bachapan Se Hi Shuru Kar Diya Tha..
Aur Uski Umr Bhi Aise Padaav Par Thi,  Jaaha Khawahisho Ka Janm Lena Lazmi Hai..
Aise Waqt Mey Uska Rishta Pakka Hona , Kuchh Aur Haseen Tha ,Uskey Liye...

Shyad Unn Kalpnaao Ko , Ab Wastavik Roop Lena Tha.., Jissey Woh Bachpan Se Chahti, Jeeti Aur Pal Pal Sahejati Aa Rahi Thi...
Aur Jiss Rajkumar Ka Naam Usney Brso Sey Sunaa Tha , Jisko Dekhne Ke Liye Usney Barso Se Aas Lagaai Thi... Uski Woh Ghadi Ab Aa Gayi Thi..
Jis Waqt Mey Woh Puri Tarh Samaayi Thi..
Usskey Sapno Me Jinaa,
Raat Bhar Uski Baate Karna ,
Sakhiyo Ko Btana,
Uski Pasand Naa Pasand Ki List Bnanaa, Unn Sabhi Khaawbo Ka ,
Ab Revisions Hone Lga Tha... Kyuki Revisions Uskey Khud Se Saheje Gaye,  Unn Khubsurt Khwaabo Aur Palo Ka Tha,  Jinko Woh Bachpan Se Padti Aayi Thi...
Aur Jab Yaado Me , Itney Khubsurt Khwaab, Armaan Or Vishwas Shamil Ho To Yakeen Maniye Aur Bhi Khubsurt Ho Jaata Hai , Uss Pal Ke Aaney Kaa Intezar ..,,
Jiskey Liye Woh Beh-Panhaa Khush Thi...
Lekin Kya , Jiskey Hone Kaa Ehsaas Itna Khubsurt Ho ,
Woh Wastavik Me Bhi Itna Haseen Or Khubsurt Hota Hai...
Shayd Mushkil Hai....
Jahaan Rishto Ko Maryada , Sammaan , Aur Partishtha Jaise Sabdo Se Jod Diya Jata Hai , Khamio Ko Majaburi Ka Naam De liya Jaata Hai...
Jahaan Zindagio Ko Saheja Nahi , Balki Baandh Diya Jata Hai...
Kuchh Aisa Hi Hua , Unn Haseen Khawbo Ke Saath , Jinka Hakikat  Sey Koi Wasta Nahi Tha... Yaa Yunn Kahiye, Yeh Sapney Aur Khawaab Uskey Nahi The...
Fir..kya..
Woh Tuti.... Aur Tut-Kar Chur Chur Hogyi...
Naa Jaaney Kyu Nahi Samet Paayi Woh Khud  Ko, Jab Ek Tez Hwa.... Bikhrney Lagi Uskey Saarey Armaano Ko.....
Lekin.....
Baat Rishto Ki Thi , Aur Rishto Ki Talim Hi... Usey Khub Mili Thi , Isilye Woh khaamosh Thi... Aur Yeh Pakka Rishta Bakhubi Nibhaa Rahi Thi...

Ek Din Sukun Kaa.....

Ummid key dhaago Mey , khawahisho ke phoolo ko piro Kar rakhta hu har din..
Isko yakeen ka Haar bannaney keliye...
Yunn toh Niklta Hun Aksar....
Mere Roshani par chhaaye inn baadlo se Ladney... lekin issey inkalti maasum Bundey,  bhigo deti Hai mere jism sey niklney waale har gusse ko , Aur Labbo par rakhi har shikayte , achank gir si jaati Hai... Inn motio se baney chhote se samundar me Kahi...
Aur.....
Mein shaant khada , mehsus Karta hun.. ek anokhey se sukun ko..
Par asal me ,Isney fsaa liya Hai.. mujhe Apne jaaduyi khel mey .., jisney merey jism Mey basey har gussey ko chura liya tha.. Aur Puri Tarah khud ko lutaaney ke baad bhi .., khud ko naa jaaney kyu  ab bhi amir samjh rha tha .
Zindagi ke khuchh aise hi , jaduyi kissey judey Hai hamerey Jivan sey..
Jiski ummid ki Roshani bahot dur tak faili Hoti Hai .. Aur Dil yeh Sochta Hai , Zindagi kaa, Ek padaav toh me Iss Roshani key sahaare , Ek din toh paar Kar lunga..
Par..
Asal Mey Zindagi bahot badmaash hai..,  waqt ke saat milkar yeh , ummid key  sahaarey khelti har khel...
Aur dimang ko Majboot Kar ,khokhla Kar deti Hai , Jivan key Har Aadhaar ko...

Aur sukun kaa Woh Ek Mukamal Din ..
Askar hamre Zindagi ke Saath huye contract ke baad bhi mukamal nhi hota..
Kyui...
USS waqt Bhi.. kuchh Rab sey, hamaarey Rooh ko sukun Miley ki prathnaa Kar rhe hote Hai ...

Gol Gappe Ki Dukaan...

Mausam Khushnuma Ho To , Aksar Nind Ke Chadar Ko Mod , Takiye ke Niche Dbaa , Safar Ke Hseen Saathi Ke Saath , Umeed ka Darwaza kholte huye ,Yeh Dil Isse Milney Nikal Padta Hai..
Aur Doob Jaata Hai Iski Madhoshiyo Mey , Jab Yeh Pehli Saans, Dilse .. Khinch Kar Bharta Hai... Nikhar Jaat Hai Jism Ki Saari Silwatey , Yeh Ishq Kuchh Iss Kadar Damktaa Hai... Yunn Toh
Waqt Ke Saath , Yeh Pet Bhi Machalta Hai , Aur Jeb Me Padey Uss 10 Rupye Ki Or Ishaara Karta Hai..
Kya Khaye , Kahaan Khaye , Kitna Khaaye , Isi Soch Me , Yeh Naa Jaaney Kyu Itna Bhatakta Hai...
Talaash Khatam Hoti Yaa Nazrey Ruk Hi Jaati Hai... Jab Uss GOL GAPPE Ki Dukaam Par Uskaa Woh Sundar Mukhda Chamkta Hai...
Pair Khud Hi Ruk Jaate Hai Uski Dukaan Par ,Aur Woh 10 Ka Note Bhi Sath Hi Sath Niklta Hai..
Yeh Ho Rha Hai , Yaa Me Kar Rha Hun ,
Yaa Fir Yehi Sochta Hua Fisal Raha Hun..
Yeh Tey Karna Mushkil Ho Gya Tha..
Aur Mey Usko Dil Ki Nazr Se Notice Kar Rha Tha...
Uski Ankho Ka Yun Mtakna , Gol Gappe Ko , Uss Harey Tikhey Paani Ke Saath Apne Labbo Ke Bich Rakh Kar Khana , Aur Uski Lal Mithi Chatni Kaa Uskey Labbo Par Lag Jaana..
Uskey Baad Bhaiya Se Yeh Kehnaa Ki , Arey Thoda Ro Tikhaa Bannaao, Par Thoda Jaldi Bhi Khilaao.. ,
Humarey Liye Toh Maano Woh GOL GAPPE Ki Dukaan Naa Ho , Jannat Ka Woh Ghar Ho , Jo Humey Marney Ke Baad Mila Tha..
Aur Hum Khoye Sey The Uskey Har Adda Mey.. Jo Behad Aam Si Hi Thi ...
Par Humarey Liye Behad Khaas Ban Rahi Thi... Ke..
Tabhi Ek Awaaz Si Gunjati Hai  Humarey Drmyaan , Aur Nazrey Uskey Saath Khadey Bhai Sey JaaKar Milti Hai...
( Uss Waqt YamRaj Ka Roop Maano Usko)
Uski Aankho Kaa Size Dekh , Uskey Dil Ki Saari Baat Samjhti Hai.... Hum Bhi Woh 10 Ka Note Waaps Apni Jeb Mey Rakh,  Apni Raah Badaltey Hai..

Saal Ka Woh Ek Din , Aur Intezar

Safar kaa mazaa akeley Lena, thoda mushkil Hai..
Tez barish me Ghar sey Nikla, thoda mushkil Hai.. 
Mushkil Hai inn hwaao kaa kaid honaa...
Yeh Ishq , sach kahu...
Tera , Intezar krna,  Mushkil Hai....
Sunna Hai Ishq me baicheniyaa khaa jaati Hai , Rooh ko, 
Aur Jism ko aksr , Intezar dfnaa deta Hai..

Kuchh aisi hi , khwahisho ko dafn Karti yeh kahani Hai , Alter Ishq ki.....
Jismey uska woh din bhi mayuss bhara Hai , jisme Woh khulkar Jiti Hai ,Khudi ko....
Waise , Apna desh bhaarat , festivals yaani teej tevhaaro Ka Maha-Sagar Hai ..
Ismey har rishtey Aur har insaan ke liye, koi naa koi ek parv , upwaas yaa utsav shamil Hai... Joh utna hi khubsurt Hai , Jitna Uske aaney Ka Intezar krnaa...

Toh ab Aayie iss kahani Mey Alter Ishq ko samjhne ki koshish Katey Hai..

Ek Ishq Jo Ghar me rehta Hai , aur talaash Karta Hai apna Woh saathi jisme Yeh Ishq bstaa hai..
Aaj naa jaaney kyu yeh behad niraash Hai..
Din khushio kaa Hai , Par Iske Dil me  mayusio Ka waas Hai...
Din dhalta Hai toh , toh yeh Ghar ke chhat par chadh , Apney Ishq Ka Intezar Karti Hai, Jo issey Kahi dur , jaa bsaa Hai..

Aaj Pura Saal hone ko Aaya Hai , Aur Woh Ishq abhi wapas nhi Aaya Hai..

Aur Iska,  Woh tevhaar aa gya , Jo Uske Bina adhura Hai.. Aaj Ghar me, badi chachi , Didi , Bhaiya , Sakhi - Saheli , Sb bahot Khush Hai.. lekin yeh aaj bhi Intezar Mey Hai, Apni Puri Khushi key..
Wese toh ....
Bazaar ki karib, sabhi kimti chizo ko kharid , khud ko behad kimti bnya Hai.
Lekin fir bhi iska mol laganey wala, Ghar nhi aaya Hai... Yunn toh
Khubsurti ko kharid mene , Isney saadi Mey pehna Hai, Aur aankho ki chamak , Isske  kaajal kehnaa Hai..
Gahno ko samet Isney , Aaj Har Sringaar Kar dhaaley Hai...
Saji aaj Puri Hai... Fir bhi adhura har ek Sapna Hai..

Subah kaa Suraj dubta ,Aur shyaam kaa chaand niklta Hai ...
Intezar kaa har pehar ,Naa Jaaney Apni konsi baat, issey kehta Hai..
Aur yeh Apni Ishq ki yaad ko liye , bs Ussi key aane intezar karta Hai..
Intezar , mayusi ko khat likhta Hai Aur iskey Dil ke saamney , yeh Pura Sandesh padhta Hai.., 
Jisey Sunkr, Iska Mnn naa jaaney kyu,  itna tadpta Hai.. Aur uskey Naa aaney kaa ishaara samjhta Hai...
Fir uski yaado ko Sahil bnaa ,  Aankho key jariyein , khwaabo Mey Bula ,
Ishq key Unn khubsurt Palo ke Saath sone lgta Hai... Jismey Woh Ishq Dilsey  samjhta Hai...