โ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐-๐๐ ๐๐๐๐โ
๐๐จ ๐ ๐๐ซ๐๐ฉ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ข๐๐๐๐ฎ๐๐ข ๐จ๐, ๐ ๐๐ซ๐ ๐ฃ๐ ๐ฌ๐๐ฆ๐ฉ ๐๐ฅ๐ฃ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐จ๐๐๐๐ง ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ช๐ง ๐๐๐๐ง๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ข๐ค๐จ๐๐ ๐ ๐ค ๐๐๐ฎ๐๐ฃ ๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ ๐๐๐. ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ข๐ค๐จ๐๐ ๐๐๐จ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐๐ช๐ ๐จ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ช๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐จ๐๐๐จ ๐๐ค๐ฉ๐ ๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐ฃ ๐๐ฅ๐ฃ๐ ๐๐๐ฏ๐๐๐๐ฉ ๐๐ ๐๐ฅ๐ฃ๐ ๐ก๐๐ฎ๐ ๐ง๐๐๐ฏ ๐๐๐ฃ ๐๐๐๐ฉ๐ ๐๐๐๐ฃ. ๐๐จ๐ข๐๐๐ฃ ๐ ๐๐ช๐ ๐จ๐ ๐๐๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐ช๐ง ๐๐ฅ๐ฃ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ง๐ ๐ ๐ค ๐จ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ฉ ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ฎ๐ ๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐ฃ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ฃ ๐จ๐๐๐ฎ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ข๐ค๐จ๐๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ง๐๐๐จ๐ฉ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ก ๐จ๐๐ ๐.
Kuch ajeeb sa chal raha hai ye waqt ka safar,
Ek gehri-si khamoshi hai khud ke hi andar.
Na mila sukoon, na kisi apne ka asar,
Bas apne hi jazbaat se ho gaya hoon beasar.
Dil ki baatein chhupi hain, par lafzon ka daaman hai chhota,
Kehne ka bhi ab mann nahi, sab kuch hai toota.
Khamoshi mein kyun chhupi hai yeh bechaini,
Apni hi parchhayi kyun lagti hai anjaani?
Jee rha hoon bas, par jeene ka maqsad kahaan,
Koi apna ho jise keh doon apni yeh daastan.
Raaton mein bhi wohi tanhaai ka safar,
Jaise khud ka ban gaya hoon humsafar.
Jahan apne saath ka ehsaas bhi adhoora lage,
Wahi khamoshi ke andar ek raaz sa chhupa lage.
Kya ye safar kabhi khatam hoga, ya yun hi chalega?
Ya phir yeh khamoshi hi mera sach banega?
Khud ke saath jeene ki yeh dor kab chhute,
Is khamoshi ke shor mein kabhi apna bhi mile.
Par lagta hai apne se door jaana hai asaan,
Kyunki is safar mein bas apni khamoshi ka hi hai paighaam.
Ek din shayad yeh khamoshi bhi apna raasta badaley,
Kuch naya hoga, aisi khushi ki aashaa jagaye.
Par abhi toh har pal yeh khamoshi hi mera raaz,
Is safar mein kabhi toh mile kisi apne ka saath.
โ๐๐ ๐ฟ๐๐ ๐๐๐ผ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฝ๐๐ ๐ผ๐๐๐ ๐๐ผ๐ผ๐ ๐ฟ๐๐๐๐๐ฟ๐๐๐๐,
๐๐ผ๐ฝ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ผ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ฟ
๐ ๐ผ๐๐ผ๐๐๐๐.โ
- สส สแดสแด ษชแด แดแดษชษด. ยฉ
ยฉ Hardik Jain