Kroadh Ke Sanjhe Gullak Mein...

Aao apne zakhmon ko
Dil se uthti teeson ko
Ek jagah hum jama karein
Krodh ke saanjhe gullak mein

Zakhm akela bhar jaata hai
Tees akeli mit jaati hai
Sab kuchh bhool ke hum phir se
Bemaqsad se ji lete hain...

Aao apne zakhmon ko
Dil se uthti teeson ko
Ek jagah hum jama karein
Krodh ke saanjhe gullak mein

Kal jab poora bhar jaayega
Krodh ka apna saanjha gullak
Milkar usko todenge
Zakhmon ka ek baan banaakar
Dushman pe phir chhodenge

Aao apne zakhmon ko
Dil se uthti teeson ko
Ek jagah hum jama karein
Krodh ke saanjhe gullak mein!!!

MAAMOOL

Din kinare shaam khadi hai…
…………………………….
Shaaney par ek jaal thakan ka
Haath mein machhli maayusi ki
Maahi lekar aayega

Shaam ki kaali sooni aankhein phir dariya bun jaayengi
Khaali aankh se maahi bhi sooney ghar ko taakega
…………………………………

Raat ki tooti thaali mein phir
Maayusi paros ke shaam
Maahi ke peedhey ke aagey chupke se sarkaa degi
Khaamoshi ke ghont ke saath maahi usko khaayega
……..tooti khaat pe sapno ki phir chupke se so jaayega
Shaam bhi andherey ke motey bistar mein dhuns jaayegi

Kal phir subah hogi aur____
Maahi jaal ummeed ka lekar
Din ke samundar jaayega
……………

Shaaney pe ek jaal thakan ka
Haath mein machhli maayusi ki
Maahi lekar aayega…
Laut ke jab vo aayega!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hamd - In Praise of God

Tu bada azeem hai Raheem hai kareem hai…

Ke tu hi arsh-o-farsh ka…Aab o gil o aatish ka
Hawaaon ka khalaaon ka…Khaaliq o Maalik hai…

Nadi pahaad bahr-o-bar…Jo bhi hain zer o zabar
Sab pe tera raaj hai

Tu bada azeem hai
Raheem hai kareem hai…

Tere ‘kun’ se hum hue…Tere ‘kun’ se sab hua

Tu kisi ka ram hai
Kahin kisi ka baap hai
Kahin kisi ka hai khuda

Magar mere khuda bata…
Kahan chhupa hua hai tu…?

Suna toh hai maine yehi…Tu har jagah maujood hai
Zarre zarre mein tera…Bus tera wajood hai
Talash teri hain humein…Bata de ab khuda humein
Kahan hai tu…? Kahan hai tu…?

Tijoriyon ki ooperi taaq pe baitha hai tu…?
Anaaj ke gudaamon mein kahin tu chhup ke bund hai..>?
Mazdoor ki hartaal mein tu kahan se aayega
Officon mein baithna tujhko ab pasand hai…?

Tu bada…????

Tijoriyon ka nigehbaan
Luteron ka hai paasbaan
Vo jo karte hain zana
Teri hawwa ka zana
Padhte hain hamd-o=sana
Aur tu hai unpe maherbaan

Tu hai ballroom mein
Hotlon mein ab hai tu
Tu share bazaar mein
Partiyon mein ab hai tu…

Tu bada azeem hai
Raheem hai kareem hai

Kursiyon ke khel mein fasaad tu karata hai
Buldozron pe baith ke jhonpde girata hai
Electionon ke bhaashanon mein tu bada mash hoor hai
Tu hai ballot box mein
Parliament mein tu hi tu…
Tu hai atom bomb mein
Jung mein bhi tu hi tu…
Tu kahan nahi khuda tu har jagah maujood hai
Ghareeb ki hatheli mein tu nahi toh kya hua?
Tu hai cheque book mein account mein bhi tu hi tu…
Radio ho tv ho akhbaar hon resaaley hon
Sab mein tera naam hai…sab mein teri hi khabar…!!

Tu kahan nahi khuda tu har jagah maujood hai
Sainkdon amwaat ki ghisi piti khabar ke saath
Aaj bhi chhapa hai tu
Hamara hi khuda tu…!!!???

Tu bada azeem hai
Raheem hai kareem hai!!!

दर्द जगा है आँख भरी है
शायद तुम को सोच रहा हूँ...

YEHI SACH HAI TOH...

Jabeen pe, rukh pe, honton pe
Tere, bosey sajaye hain
Sanam humne aqeedat ke
Muhabbat ki alamat ke!

Tujhey baahon mein bhar ke taiy kiye hain
Faasle humne
Kai janmon ke, sadiyon ke

Rahe shab bhar
Hamare jism mahwe guftugu humdum
Rahi risti
Masaamon se Hamare, aarzoo har dum
Ik ek lamha
Guzaara humne pahli baar ji ji kar
Bujhaayee pyaas
Ik duje ki bheegi saans pi pi kar

Yehi sach hai to khilne de
Ke jo bhi phool khilte hain
Nikalkar warna jismon se kahin bahar hi milte hain!!!

VO BEETEY DIN

Vo beetey din…Jab cricket se anjaan they hum…

Jab Chhuppan chhupaai aur aais paais
Jab kanche, gilli-danda se bachpan khela karta thha…
Ghutne haath ki choton par bus mitti lagaya karte they…
Jab shower se anjaane hum nahar mein kooda karte they…
Baarish ki rimjhim mein hum bheeg ke gaaya karte they…
Vo beetey din…

Vo beetey din…Jab cheque aur draft ka pata na thha…

Jab taambe ke kuchh sikkey rakh kar jeb hilaya karte they…
Chaar aane ki toffee lekar jashn manaya karte they…
Toffee ke badle mein toffee…Yehi to sauda karte they…
Papa ki khaatir apni hum gullak toda karte they…
Vo beetey din…

Vo beetey din…Jab ipod thha na video game…

Jab dhoop bharey aangan mein hum sheeshey chamkaaya karte they…
Suraj kaanch se takraa kar kaaghaz ko jalaaya karte they…
Jab gudri odh ke raaton mein daadi ko daraya karte they…
Vo beetey din…

Vo beetey din…Jab mall thha na hi gym koi

Jab naani ke ghar jaakar hum patang udaaya kartey they…
Kachche aam aur laal imli…Leechi, bel, jaamun sab…
Jhagde waale baagh se hi roz churaaya karte they…
Vo beetey din…

Vo beetey din…Jab dish tv na cable thha…

Jab pandrah gharon mein ek tv…Ek akela doordarshan…
Nukkad, circus, rajni aur Dada dadi ki kahani…
Har Sunday ki ek movie…news break mein garm samosey
Vikram Baitaal…Har budhwaar, chitrahar…
Milkar dekha karte they…
Vo beetey din…

Vo beetey din…Jab comp tha na koi internet…

Jab angrezi aur math ki books ko bamboo papers ke cover se…
Chachu sajaaya karte they…
Natraj ki pencil dusiyon baar hum yunhi chheela karte they…
Aur Papa ke Reynold pe hum nazar jamaaye rahte thhey…
Pencil se ek pen ka safar bhi bada hi lamba lagta thha…
Sulekha ink ka neela dhabba jeb se atka rahta thha
Vo beetey din…

Vo beetey din…Jab phone na thha mobile koi…

Ek aane ka postcard dukh sukh baanta karta thha…
Jab do aane ki antardesi Papa, dada, chaachu ke
Jhagde mitaya karti thhi…
Aur chaar aane ka ek lifaafa chhotey bade sab rishton ke…
Raaz sameta karta thha…
Vo beetey din…

Vo beetey din…Jab bisleri nahi hoti thhi…

Aur kisi station pe Papa, paani lene utarte they…
Train ki seeti bajti thhi…aur hum saham se jaate…
Chalti train ki khidki se…
Roti aankh se hum apne papa dhoonda karte they…
Vo beetey din…

Vo beetey din…Ek puraane album mein…Halke peele rangon mein
Ab bhi humne rakhey hain…Vo beetey din…

Aaj magar sab badal gaya hai…
TV, Comp, aur Ipod…internet mobile hain ab…
Mall hai kitne bath tub hai shower hai…
Train ka sheesha bund hai ab…Aur a/c ki thandi ghutan…
Bisleri ki bottle hai…Cheque bhi hai aur cash bhi hai…

Par…
Kuchh to hai jo aaj nahi hai…

Sochta hun ek din phir se train mein baithun
Aur kisi station pe…Papa utrein paani lene…
Seeti baje aur train chale phir…Roti aankh se papa dhoondun…
Phir dabbe mein papa aakar mujhko laga lein gale se apne
Aur main roun…aur main roun…
Ji bhar ke ek baar main roun…!!!!

Samunder Ke Kinare Par...

Samander ke kinare par
Na main hun aur na bas tum ho
Kai tanhai baithi hain
Kuchh ek shohrat bhi haazir hai
Kai ruswaai baithi hain

Alag andaaz hai sab ka
Alag hai soch bhi sab ki

Tumhein lahrein bulati hain
Main lahron ko bulata hun
Koi maujon ko ginta hai
Koi bas shor sunta hai
Koi yeh dekhta hai ke samunder hai wasee kitna
Koi yeh sochta hai kitni uski zaat simti hai

Koi lahron ki bechaini
Koi apne masaayel se
Bujha baitha hai saahil pe

Samander mein utar jaane ko hain betaab kitne aur
Sajaaye aankh mein apni na jaane khwaab kitne aur
Kai naakaam baithe hain rakhe yun haath ko dil pe
Ke jo kashti abhi doobi hai thhi voh aarzoo unki

Isi wajah se kahta hun
Samander ke kinarey par
Na main hun aur na bas tum ho
Kai tanhai baithi hain
Kuchh ek shohrat bhi haazir hai
Kai ruswaai baithi hain
Alag andaaz hai sab ka
Alag hai soch bhi sabki

Hamare jo bhi masley hain
Voh in lahron ke jaise hain
Chataan-e-dil se ladte hain
Hamare hi kinaaron par!

Jisey tum maanti ho voh samander hai kahan humdum

Samander mere andar hai
Samander tere andar hai
Samander sab ke andar hai!!!!