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By Shuja Hasan

Kabhi kabhi lage din ye mere aakhri

Kabhi kabhi lage rab hi mere saath nhi

Kabhi kabhi lage goonje awaaz meri

Kabhi lage mujhme bacha koi insaan nhi

Kabhi lage ki inn pedo pe bahaar nhi

Gulasto me phool hain par phoolo me shiraaz nhi

Kabhi lage ki mai puchu jado se

Dafan hue jaise wo btate apna haal nhi

Tha wo ladka bas 8-9 saal ka

Tarrruf e zindagi Maa Baap ki ladai thi

Gaano se zyada majliso me wo rota

Aaj nauhe wahi bas badal gyi bayaz thi

Haath pakad ke jinka chalna seekha tha

Aaj haath chodh ke zindagi chalna sikha rhi

Kaagzo ko bharke kamane the kagaz

Bas likhte hue khudi na hojaye kaagzi

Saadgi iss kagaz ki be lebas thi

Jism faroshi idhar be ilaj thi

Ek jism khareedta dusre ko hum bechte

Zaroorate hum dono ki hi be lehaaz thi

Manzile thi roothi rasto ne awaaz di

25 saal umar pair dete mere saath nhi

Haatho se kheechta lakeere apne haath ki

Khoon dekhke kehte tu aulaad na muraad thi

Pta nhi gham me kya kya aur likh rha

Khudse hi chupke khudko hi dikh rha

Aadhe se dil ka mujassama banate phir wo bazaaro me kyu nhi bik rha

Bikhra farsh pe raakh ke hai raat saath

Raag me aaj kal dhoond lete jaat waat

Saaf baat saanp baat zeher ke mulazim

Jinme jaan basti thi jaan lene aaye aaj

Aakhen milane ki himmat nhi ab phir dusro ke aasu hme kyu rulaye aaj

Baato ke jhoot ki tafseel thi asaan

Wo aakhon se kehkar hme kyu bulaye aaj

Ye aakhen mere insaan hone ka saboot hai

Inn aakhon ke jharokay me mare kai insaan aaj

Kabhi aapko dekhke bezubaan hum hote the

Aaj sachme hme bezubaan krne aaye aap

Khwahisho ki muddato me meri ek umeed thi

Khamoshiyo se sati krrhi moujze ka intezaar

Muraad thi bas ek aam zindagi ki

Duniya hi maang li phir kya maangta uske baad

Koshish bepanah musalsal karwah hai

Maut ke baad farishte puche isme insaan kaha hai

Waha bhi chup rha to bagawat farmadoge

Shirk nhi, bas baat krne ko jee nhi chahta

Itna likhke bhi kuch keh nhi paata

Itna bik ke mai ghar kaise jaata

Itna bichke kareeb tha zameen se

Ab chaadaro ke neeche kaise aasu chupata

Bas sabr humsafar aur khudse ek waada

Tutke bhi judenge zindagi kaafi hai

Hosake to thoda intezaar krlena mere

Na aaya to maan lena waqt abhi baaki hai

Tarruf e zindagi – Introduction to life

Jharokay – hole

Be libas – naked

Jism faroshi – selling your body

Shirk – not believing in God

Musalsal – consistent

Mujassama – murti

Shiraz – sweetness

Mulazim – employee

Tafseel – analysis

Muddat – long time

By Shuja Hasan