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Thursday, September 6, 2012

The End .


Everything was at the place where it used to be, not an inch of deviation, there stood a chair and a table in the corner with a cigar case, a coffee mug and a diary with a pen on it. The other side of the room was stationed with a simple bed with neat white carefully tucked in bed sheets in the mattress. An antique wooden wardrobe stood erect despite of its age beside the door, near the bed. And on bed sat an old man in decently dressed dhoti .  I had no idea my footsteps sounded so bad ,but here I could hear them, I used to come here I remember,when I was little boy but that was Decades back. Things were same as it used to be except the Person in dhoti , it seemed he grew older.
I went near and touched his feet and sat beside the bed on the chair, still silent and waiting the elderly to respond.
“You came! But late Attrey, it’s all over now” breaking silence in a slow tone sniffing in all the air he could, he spoke.

Thursday, December 1, 2011

Jeeta Raha

samay ko pakad,
youn hi chalne ki koshis,
karta raha, 
youn hi chalta raha.


lamhon ko un, 
mai bhi jeene ki koshis,
karta raha ,
youn hi jeeta raha.


socha na tha ,
gam k badal bhi honge,
raahon me mere kante bhi honge.
saath kaanton k, dekhe badal ghanere.
phir bhi jeeta raha ,
gam ko peeta raha.


aankhon k aage ,
jana unka saha tha,
aansu na aaye ,dil ye rota raha tha.
jaan jab tak chalegi,
tees tab tak rahegi,


jaan sach ko mai apne ,
tees sehta raha,
chalta raha ,
youn hi jalta raha,
jeeta raha ,
gam ko peeta raha.

Saturday, August 20, 2011

Sapne !!

Neend bhari aankhen kash meri bhi hotin,
Palken wo meri kabhi bojhil jo hoti,
So pata mai bhi,
Sapno k bad ,angdaiyon se,
itrata mai bhi,
Waqt be rehem hai itna,
Sone nahi deta,
Apne sapno se mujhe,
ru-b-ru hone nahi deta.

Friday, July 8, 2011

Ji chahta hai.

sneh ka bandhan,
subeh k oss se bheega aangan,
ek bar phir, 
saans bharne ko ji chahta hai.
hawaon ke sath gawon se,
guzarne ko ji chahta hai.
babuji ka galtiyon pe dantana,
phir chip kar muskurana,
us muskurahat k liye phir se,
galtiyan karne ko ji chahta hai.
ma ke hathon ki pherni phir,
chakhne ko ji chahta hai.
galiyon me shararat,
karne ko ji chahta hai.
lamhon ko un,
kayd karne ko ji chahta hai.

Thursday, July 7, 2011

Mai aur mera Tala !

Tala kitna yaad dilata hai,
roz band karte waqt,
mud kar dekho to,
muskurata hua chidhata hai.


shaam jab ghar lauto to,
mai usko , wo mujko wahin pata hai,
bura lagta hai zaroor par,
bol nahi sakta,
zindegi ki ahem dosti tod nahi sakta.
kambakth phir bhi roz chidhata hai,
Akelepan ki yad tala hi dilata hai.

Friday, April 29, 2011

kash ye kash na hota

kabhi mere nazron se dekha jo hota ...

youn aapko hamse shikayat na hoti...


bayan apne dil ko kabhi kiya jo hota ....


aisi zindegi ki hume bandish na hoti....


sath chalte zara sa..


guzarte un pakdandiyon se...


faasle na hote...


kaash ye kaash na hota...


tum wahan na hote ...


mai yehan na hota...
badhawas tha,anmana sa
samajh na saka ishare ko..
k samjhna aa bhi jata to kya hota..
kya jeet leta zamane ko?
mai chalta gaya..
waqt badalta gaya,bikharta haya..
k samahlna aa bhi jata to kya hota..
kya samahal leta aashiyane ko?