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Bachpan

Dec 1, 2025
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By Ramish Shah


Aankhen band karo aur wo gali yaad karo, Mitti me khelte hue din aabaad karo..

Jahan khilkhilahat bina wajah ke hoti thi..

Aur har haar me bhi jeet ki khushi hoti thi..

Jahan chhoti si toffee me duniya basti thi..

Aur har muskaan me ek kahani rehti thi..

Wo bachpan… jahan zindagi ki saari baatein hame sacchi lagti thi..


Jahan maa ke haath ka khana sabse achha lagta tha..

Jahan daant padti thi par pyaar bhi milta tha..

Aur har zidd me maa ka haath rehta tha..

Jahan thodi si shararat pe duniya rooth jaati thi..

Phir ek chocolate dekar hamari duniya phirse hamse mana li jaati thi 

Kash wo masoomiyat ab bhi mere saath hoti 


Jahan baarish me bheegna ek jashn lagta tha..

Aur har bijli ke baad Rona aata tha

Jahan chhat pe jaake taare ginte the

Aur chhupkar aasmaan se baatein karte the..

Jahan hawaon me maa ke haath ki khushboo thi..

Aur bistar pr kahani ki kitab bhi thi..

Wo raat... jahan neend khud aa jaati thi..


Jahan gudiya-gudda ki shaadiyon me dhol bajta tha..

Jahan bina paise khushi mil jaati thi..

Aur bina wajah hasi aati thi..

Naa hi dil me koi bharosa tootta tha

Aur naa hi raaton me koi khwab choota tha..

Wo din... jahan sab kuch apna lagta tha..

 

Jahan papa ke kandhe pe duniya chhoti lagti thi..

Aur maa ki god me neend gehri lagti thi..

Jahan har gham se bachpan anjaan tha..

Aur har din ek nayi umeed baantha tha..

Jahan ghar bhalehi chhota hota tha, par khushiyan badi hoti thi..

 

Ab na wo gali hai, na wo khilkhilahat hoti hai..

Ab na wo kahani, na wo shararat hoti hai..

Ab har muskaan ke peechhe soch hoti hai..

Aur har khushi me thodi si khamoshi hoti hai..

Jo bachpan me asaan lagti thi..

Wahi zindagi ab samajh nahi aati hai..


By Ramish Shah

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