Aansuon se bhari in aankhon mein

Khwaab rakhe nahi ke doob gaye!!

Aankhon ki chaukhat pe kabse neend hai baithi afsurda

Roz naye khwaabon ki shart haar gayi ho jaise aaj......!

Aankh mein kuchh chubh sa raha hai
Khwaab kahin phir toot gaya hai......!

Chaand Raat Ko....

Chaand raat ko

Eid ke naye kapde aur naye jooton ka dabba

Apne bister pe baghal mein sajaa ke sona

Eid ke din

Naye kapde pahanne ki khushi mein 

Sardiyon ki thandi subah ko bhi kapkapa ke naha lena

Itr mein doobey ruui ke phaahe kaan mein atka kar 

Eidgaah jaana

Phir namaaz ke baad onghte huey "KHUTBA" sunna

Phir apnon se....anjaano se galey milna

Ghar pahunch kar EIDI lena

Abba se, Amma se, Dada se, Dadi se

Kurtey ki jeb mein bajtey, khanakte sikke 

Nukkad ki mithaai ki dukaan

Thanda sherbet peene ki poori aazaadi

Apne aur pados ke gharon ki sewayyan...

Vo ek din....mann kartaa thha thahar jaaye

Naye kapde badan se kabhi na utrein

Eidi milti rahe...sikke jeb mein bajte rahein...

Bachpan ki yehi baat nirali hoti hai

Tab hum nahi jaante ki kahin duur koi missile gira hai

Goliyon ki bauchchar hui hai

Maasoomon ke jism girey hain

Bin Eidi jaane kitne bachchey dafn huey hain!!

Palestine Ki Eid

Ramzan shuru hua aur bachchon ne Baba se kaha

"Baba Eid ke kapde?"

Baba ne muskura ke poochha:

"Kaho kya chaahiye?"

Bachchon ne apni apni pasand bataayi

Aur Baba ne haami bhar li

Aur phir ek dhamaka hua

Phir kai dhamake

Chhat giri...deewarein bhi

Aah ke shor mein jismon ke parkhachchey udey

Aur Baba sholon se liptey dhuaan mein apne bachchon ke tukde dhoondta raha

Vohi Baba ujde baazar mein bachchon ke Eid ke kapde khareed raha hai

Par vo kapde bachchon ki pasand ke kapde nahi hain...

KAFAN hain!

Baba kitna jhoota nikla!!!!

Sochta hun puraane dinon ki tarah ek khat likhun...Abba ko!

Sochta hun puraane dinon ki tarah ek khat likhun...Abba ko
("Abba jaan, qadam bosi,
Main Allah ke karam se achcha hun
Ummeed hai aap bhi Allah ke fazal se khairiyat se honge")

Phone pe baatein hoti hain
Par tukdon mein

("Amma theek hain?"
"Haan...bus vohi jodon ka dard... "
"Oh! Doctor..."
"Kuchh nahi...chal raha hai...waise hi"
"Aap?"
"Theek hun"
"Achcha theek hai...meeting mein pahunch gaya hun..kal karta hun...Khuda Hafiz!")

Phone ki baaton mein jo lafz gum ho gaye
Unhein jama karke...
Naye sirey se un saare lafzon ko jod ke
(Jin mein hamare aur abba ke jazbe kho gaye se hain)
Sochta hun Puraaney dinon ki tarah ek khat likhun...Abba ko

Ke phir se un khoye huey jazbon ko zindagi miley
Ke phir se duaaon aur ehteraam mein ek rishta qaayam ho
Ke phir se hum ek doosre ko mahsoos kar paayein!!!!

Bus Ek Baar Aisa Ho

Bus ek baar aisa ho
Khuda mil jaaye hum sabko
Phir uske tukde karke hum
Barabar baant lein usko
Na zyaada ho khuda tera
Na kuchh kam ho khuda mera
Khuda pe bhi zara iss baar
Hamaara bojh kuchh kum ho

Yaa phir aisa karein kuch hum
Khuda mil jaaye gar humko
Usi se poochh lein milke
Vo kis kis ka khuda hai
Koi toh chhootey hum mein se
Bharam ki qaid se aakhir

Bus ek baar aisa ho
Khuda mil jaaye hum sabko!!!