Har baar ki tarah, kal ek mela laga tha mere ghar ke paas........
mela ghoomne gaya to dekha ki....mele main kuch bhi nahi badla.
Bilkul waisa hi tha, jaisa ki pichle kai saalo se lagta raha hai........
Wo hi Ucha wala jhoola, Wo hi Ram leela, Wo hi teen putle(har bar ram ji ke teer in putlo ko jala deta hai, naa jane kaun inhe fir se waisa hi khada kar deta hai jaise pichli baar khade they.......unhe dekh kar lagta hi nahi ki kabhi jale they)....sab us hi jagah tha, jaha pichli bar chod kar gaya tha...........
Apni Zindagi ke jiye huye chand salo mai, mele ma khud ko itna akela kabhi mehsoos nahi kiya tha...
Main akela hi aaya tha........
har baar mera "BACHPAN" bhi mere sath aata tha, lekin kuch saal pehle, Mera masoom BaChPaN meri ungli chod kar jaa chuka hai......Naa jane kaha peeche reh gaya is mele ki bheed mai wo......
Mele ki jhil-milati roshni main, Apne bachpan ko main dekh hi nahi paaya.......ki kaha gaya wo
Usne Aawaz to jaroor di hogi mujhe, Chikha bhi hoga, shayad roya bhi ho.......
Mele ke shor mai, Uski aaakhiri cheekh tak naa sun saka.......
Naa jane usey ab jhoola kaun jhoolata hoga, Ram ji ka Dhanush kaun dilata hoga.....
Agar wo naa hota....... to shayad main kabhi wo Ucha wala jhoola naa jhool pata...
aur jhoole ke upar pahuchne par jo khushi milti hai, usey kabhi mehsus naa kar pata......
Usey sikhane ke bahane do-teen teer main bhi chala leta tha uske dhanush se............
chehre se apni khushi jhalakne nahi deta tha, lekin sach kahu to maza bahut aata tha dhanush baad chalane main.....
.....ab jab wo nahi hai, to sochta hu ki, mele mai kya karne aaya hu.
shayad ab jana hi chod du mele main......Uske bina mele main dil nahi lagta
Aaj bhi jab, uske bare main likh raha hu to, uska khul ke masoomiyat se muskurata hua chehra hi yaad aa raha hai..........wo masoom bachpan mera, mujh se chota jarur tha, lekin Zindagi main khush rehna maine us hi se seekha hai..........
Wo jaa chuka hai, lekin fir bhi Dil se shukriya kehna chahta hu usey....
Agar wo naa hota, to shayad duniya ki achchaiya naa dekh pata main.......
Zindagi khul ke kaise jeete hai, ye kabhi naa seekh pata main..........
Shukriya mere pyare dost, Tum meri muskan main hamesha rahoge......
chalta hu, is mele main bheed bahut hai.......
aap bhi chalte rahiye, lekin ho sake to uska shukriya jaroor ada kijiyega jo peeche reh gaya hai.....
mela ghoomne gaya to dekha ki....mele main kuch bhi nahi badla.
Bilkul waisa hi tha, jaisa ki pichle kai saalo se lagta raha hai........
Wo hi Ucha wala jhoola, Wo hi Ram leela, Wo hi teen putle(har bar ram ji ke teer in putlo ko jala deta hai, naa jane kaun inhe fir se waisa hi khada kar deta hai jaise pichli baar khade they.......unhe dekh kar lagta hi nahi ki kabhi jale they)....sab us hi jagah tha, jaha pichli bar chod kar gaya tha...........
Apni Zindagi ke jiye huye chand salo mai, mele ma khud ko itna akela kabhi mehsoos nahi kiya tha...
Main akela hi aaya tha........
har baar mera "BACHPAN" bhi mere sath aata tha, lekin kuch saal pehle, Mera masoom BaChPaN meri ungli chod kar jaa chuka hai......Naa jane kaha peeche reh gaya is mele ki bheed mai wo......
Mele ki jhil-milati roshni main, Apne bachpan ko main dekh hi nahi paaya.......ki kaha gaya wo
Usne Aawaz to jaroor di hogi mujhe, Chikha bhi hoga, shayad roya bhi ho.......
Mele ke shor mai, Uski aaakhiri cheekh tak naa sun saka.......
Naa jane usey ab jhoola kaun jhoolata hoga, Ram ji ka Dhanush kaun dilata hoga.....
Agar wo naa hota....... to shayad main kabhi wo Ucha wala jhoola naa jhool pata...
aur jhoole ke upar pahuchne par jo khushi milti hai, usey kabhi mehsus naa kar pata......
Usey sikhane ke bahane do-teen teer main bhi chala leta tha uske dhanush se............
chehre se apni khushi jhalakne nahi deta tha, lekin sach kahu to maza bahut aata tha dhanush baad chalane main.....
.....ab jab wo nahi hai, to sochta hu ki, mele mai kya karne aaya hu.
shayad ab jana hi chod du mele main......Uske bina mele main dil nahi lagta
Aaj bhi jab, uske bare main likh raha hu to, uska khul ke masoomiyat se muskurata hua chehra hi yaad aa raha hai..........wo masoom bachpan mera, mujh se chota jarur tha, lekin Zindagi main khush rehna maine us hi se seekha hai..........
Wo jaa chuka hai, lekin fir bhi Dil se shukriya kehna chahta hu usey....
Agar wo naa hota, to shayad duniya ki achchaiya naa dekh pata main.......
Zindagi khul ke kaise jeete hai, ye kabhi naa seekh pata main..........
Shukriya mere pyare dost, Tum meri muskan main hamesha rahoge......
chalta hu, is mele main bheed bahut hai.......
aap bhi chalte rahiye, lekin ho sake to uska shukriya jaroor ada kijiyega jo peeche reh gaya hai.....
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