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Niswaniyat

Jan 11, 2025
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Updated: Jul 16, 2025

By Navira Khan


Just another day of me writing about women.


Niswaniyat


Zamaane ne mujhe bediyon mein jakda 

Payal aur chudiyon ki shakal mein

Lekin kahe do iss duniya se ke

Inki khankan aur jhanjhan

Ko main ne gawah banaaya hai

Apni mahenat-o-mushaqqat ka

Apni tarrakki-o-taalim ka


Zamaane ne mujhe phanda diya

Odhni aur angoothi ki shakal mein

Lekin kahe do iss duniya se

Yeh odhni gawah hai mere kirdar ki

Yeh angoothi gawah hai meri wafadaari ki


Zamaane ne mujhe qaid kiya chaar diwari mein

Ek ghar aur khandan ki duhai de kar

Lekin kahe do iss duniya se

Ke mera ghar mera sukoon hai

Aur mera khandaan meri taaqat hai


Zamaane ne mujhpe bandish daali

Chulhe aur kadhaayi ki shakal mein

Lekin kahe do iss duniya se

Ke mera chulha mera hunar toh hai

Lekin sirf vahi pahechaan nahi


Zamaane ne har ek koshish ki 

Mujhe har tarah se baandhne ki

Lekin kahe do iss duniya se 

Ke main ne apni har zanjeer ko

Zariyaa banaaya hai apni kamyabi ka


Main chaand pe bhi chali gyi

Samander mein bhi gotey laga liye 

Ek mulk ki hukmuraan bhi bann hi gyi

Kaarobaar bhi main ne sambhala hain 

Kitaabon se bhi dosti ki hai main ne

Bacchon ko bhi sambhala main ne


Phir bhi iss duniya ne ab tak mujhko

Bass ek tafreeh ki shai hi bana Rakha hain


Lekin


Ek baat pe khatam yeh nazam hai


Ke duniya mein niswaniyat hi insaaniyat ki gawah hain


Toh kab tak mujhko tum rokoge

Toh kab tak mujhko tum tokoge

Main voh chidiya jissne

Sirf upper udna seekha hain

Main voh kahaani hu jisko

Tum sab hi padhna chahte ho


By Navira Khan




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