Dard

Khabhi-kabhi hum yun hi apne aap se shikayat karte hain
ki kyun hum har insaan main ek farishte ko dhoondte hain???
kabhi na socha humne ki kyun hum kisi ka dard, kisi ke aansu
dekh kar khud uss dard main aur ansuon main apne aap doob jaate hain..

Wo chahye ya na chahye humye hum kyun usse be-panaah chahne lagte hain..
Uski hasi se hum haste to uski atkhelion se khud apne aap khelne lagte..
kabhi-kabhi ye ehsaas hota ki wo har pal in saanson main jaise sama gaya ho....
aur aisa mehsoos hone laga ki abb mera saya bhi mujhye chod ussye chahne laga ho...

Ek tadap jo har waqt mere saanson main mujhye tadpati hai..
mera ye dard wo kya jaane sirf main he jaanu..ki kyun iss bepanah ..
dard ko apne andar dhafna dena chahti hoon..

Kabhi-kabhi sochta hai ye kambhakat dil ki kyun itni chot khane..
par bhi, kyun har dam hasta hai ye dil? kyun muskurata hai ?? kyun
gungunata hai ye dil???

Haan ..aksar ishq main yun hi hota hai suna tha maine..
jab haste -haste insan rone lagye, khamoshiyon main
khud ko dubonye lage, jab dil main meetha -meetha
sa dard hone lage, raaton ko need na ho aur din
main taare gin ne lage...hmmm

Kash koi aisa ho jo mere iss bejaan zism se nahi..
meri ruh, meri saanson se,meri dil ki dhadkno se
meri meethi -meethi baaton se, meri iss masoom muskaan se pyar karta ho...

Pyar to ek khuda ka tohfa hai, jo paak aur beyloze hai....
Wo jaat na paat, na dharm, na umr dekhta hai..bas dekhta hai to mann
usska ek ehsaas hi kai janmon ki khushyon ka ehsaas de jaata hai...Ameen